Author: Monroe No Bird

On the third night, Wei Miao slipped into 713, watched a big play alone, then slept lightly in 713, and woke up around six o'clock.

Wei Miao has a mysterious control over her biological clock for waking up. She looks at the time before going to bed, predicts the time to wake up in her mind, and repeats it several times subconsciously, which is equivalent to brainwashing. The next day she can set it at the time she wakes up.

The time to wake up is within ten minutes.

She inserted the 713 room card back into its place, quietly walked down the stairs to the third floor, and returned to her room.

The corridor at six o'clock was leaking golden sunlight, and the early morning breath was clean and beautiful.

Room 306 has no curtains. Because the hotel faces south, it has plenty of light. Looking down from the balcony glass, you can see the parking lot in front of the hotel.

Wei Miao looked outside out of habit and suddenly discovered that there was a black car in the parking lot that she had never seen before.

Because of the special nature of the hotel, no ordinary people would come here. So who is in this car?

Wei Miao stopped and waited. After a few seconds, three people came out of the car. Since they were a bit far away, they could only be seen to be one female and two males.

"Are there new people? New death row inmates?" Wei Miao looked at them and guessed in her mind.

They walked straight towards the hotel. But soon, Wei Miao overturned her guess. It was not like these people were here to participate in a game.

Because they don't have collars around their necks!

"New variables." Wei Miao watched them disappear from sight with interest, then closed the curtains, returning the room to darkness.

She needs a good rest, last night was really exciting.

When she was woken up again, it was already seven o'clock.

Bude stood at the door of her room and said concisely: "Someone new is here."

Wei Miao should be the first person to know, but her acting skills are superb and she showed a surprised expression: "Who is it?"

"Just follow me and you'll find out." He walked to the other side of the corridor.

Wei Miao followed Bude, not forgetting to tidy up her appearance along the way. Lorraine is a polite gentleman and will not meet people disheveled.

Turning the corner, Wei Miao saw the crowd standing at the door of 308. Edith and Anderson stood on one side, forming a faint opposition to the other side.

"In this kind of environment, if you still have the leisure to sleep in, should you say that you are arrogant or ignorant?" one of them said as the two of them approached.

This is a young man who looks very difficult to mess with. His hair is half blond and half black. He is similar to a member of a gang in society. He has an ordinary face, and when he raises the corners of his mouth, he gives people a very flat look.

Bude's face was not good-looking: "As a newcomer who just arrived here and knows nothing about it, it seems that he is not qualified to tell us old members who have been around for three or four days, right?"

"Hum? You're really a fool. You don't know anything until now." The young man sneered.

This person either has something wrong with his brain, or there is something real in his stomach. Wei Miao maintained a gentle appearance and complained coldly in her heart.

"Okay, Tim, just say a few words." A quiet-looking young man next to him tugged at the corner of his clothes. He had a bookish temperament, spoke slowly and wore ordinary black square-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Anderson felt his fist harden: "Then tell me, what do you know, a bunch of ignorant clowns? What are you here for?"

This group attack angered the only woman among the three. She has long golden hair and a shiny gemstone headband. Judging from her appearance, she is at least middle-class and in her early twenties.

A little childish.

She frowned, but her tone was calm and rational: "Pay attention to your wording. The morals of death row prisoners should not be low enough to casually attack good law-abiding citizens personally."

Anderson is very good at the field of "horse hunter". Since the other party responded to him on this topic, wouldn't it be too much for him to let the other party see his ten years of "horse hunting" skills?

Fortunately, as soon as Anderson started to raise his head and popped out a bunch of "terminology" that the other party didn't understand, he was stopped by Bud.

Bude obviously kept a clear mind and did not want to intensify conflicts and antagonize unknown persons at this juncture.

Edith looked a little angry, but said nothing.

Wei Miao's heart was still. Facing people like Tim, as long as he ignored him and looked at him like a clown, he would become angry and stop jumping around.

There are many people like this in the live broadcast room. Paying more attention to them is a waste of life. The same is true for replying to some provocative comments. Ignoring them is the best way to deal with them.

In short, Wei Miao has a wealth of experience, but it is a pity that Lorraine's connotation cannot be displayed here.

"Stop arguing." The bookish young man looked weak, but his stance and attitude were unexpectedly tough. He took the initiative to stand up and build a bridge. "We are 'testers', different from you who were forced to come here."

"We come here voluntarily to accept the trial of the newcomers of the Soul Exorcist Society."

"The trial for newcomers of the Spirit-Expelling Society?" Bude thought thoughtfully, "In other words, it is a life and death game for us, but it is just a test for you."

The young man said: "That's right. As long as we can get enough information, we can pass the trial. If we can solve the incident directly, we may even have a chance to obtain the magic object."

"We also heard about your information before we came here. You are all death row prisoners who came here to survive, and you had to explore the hotel in order to get the magnetic card. But I believe you have guessed that in order to get the magnetic card, you have to deal with the supernatural.

.In other words, our goals are actually the same. We have a good basis for cooperation."

"Speaking of which, let me introduce myself formally. My name is Zando Helian. I was just an ordinary person. I was accidentally involved in a supernatural incident. I was lucky to survive in the end. However, all my relatives were killed in the disaster, so I

I want to join the Spirit Exorcist Society and personally resist those supernatural disasters."

"The person next to me is Tim Theodore. He graduated from the famous Ghost Removal Academy Mikatos. As an outstanding graduate, he came to Kanshe City for an internship at the Ghost Removal Club. This trial can also be said to be his.

Internship assessment.”

"I didn't expect that Tim is actually a graduate of the academy. He really can't be judged by his appearance." Wei Miao smiled and said what seemed to be a compliment, but some of the syllables were emphasized too hard.

Tim stared at her, looking uncomfortable and wanted to say something, but in the end he could only make a "che" sound to show his disdain.

"I'm sorry for interrupting you mid-sentence. Please continue." Wei Miao said friendly to Zanduo.

Zando looked at her unexpectedly and said: "The other one is Miss Enel. She has never experienced supernatural beings before, but she stands with us for her ideals."

Next, the death row inmate also briefly introduced himself.

Not only did the Soul Removal Society select a group of death row prisoners, they also sent trial subjects. From this point of view, the original guess of selecting outstanding talents seems unreliable, but it still makes sense to select cannon fodder.

The role of death row prisoners that Wei Miao could think of was to "find paths."

Explore the path for these trialists and obtain early intelligence. This hotel trial is to cultivate the "cooperation model" in advance.

If in a dangerous supernatural incident, without knowing anything about the intelligence, the death row inmates with outstanding abilities are allowed to risk their lives to try out a safe path first, and then the personnel of the Soul Removal Society will follow up, obtain intelligence from them, and make decisions.

More reasonable decisions can undoubtedly reduce one's own battle losses.

As for death row prisoners, they are meant to die, and sacrificing themselves to contribute to social stability is a good destination.

What a reasonable "social division of labor".
Chapter completed!