What exactly is he trying to do?

Why does he seem to have found a father for himself?

Meng Busan's smile widened and whistled, "Brother is so generous."

"Haha, right? Haha, that's how I am!"

Tang Ci looked proud and was very beautiful in her heart.

Meng Busan said to himself: This skill is so fucking useful!

...

The two searched around the room but found no other weapons.

Tang Ci: "Just looking at this room, there is plenty of food and drink here, so we don't have to take too much. There is a place, so we can just come and take it when we need it."

Meng Busan nodded, "I think so too."

"But, brother, what did you do with this chalk?"

Tang Ci: "Isn't this trying to mislead the task?"

Grass!

Before Tang Ci could regret it, Meng Busan immediately smiled and said, "Brother Tang really thought of me. Come on, let's leave words in the corridor and mislead other trialists."

Tang Ci: "Then... how should I mislead it?"

Meng Busan: "For example, it is written, because the condemnation means strict protection, how about not allowing the trialists to kill the animals here?"

Tang Ci looked speechless, "Then the fuck is the animal welfare, please condemn animals strictly!"

Meng Busan said "Ah", "Sorry, sorry, I am a little educated. After all, I have been staying in the hospital since I was a child!"

He handed the chalk to Tang Ci again, "Brother, please trouble you."

Tang Ci looked "Oh, there's nothing we can do."

He smiled, "Okay, just write as you said."

He hesitated while pinching the chalk, "But why did you do this? Is this helping the mutant animals here to kill the trialists?"

Meng Busan's eyes were dark and his smile was strange, "After all, I'm not a good person, and I didn't kill anyone."

Tang Ci's eyes were clear and gave Meng Busan a thumbs up.

After the two agreed, Tang Ci took a light step and walked into the corridor with Meng Busan on his back, quickly writing the words on the ground.

Meng Busan pinched his ear and asked in a low voice: "Brother, where are we going next? Which floor do you think is the most unsafe?"

Tang Ci casually said: "Let's go on the first floor... After all, they are all flooded."

Meng Busan glanced at the floor sign on the seventh floor.

...

Under the floor sign on the first floor.

Meng Busan sat on the iron armrest and swayed, "Brother, just carry me, I'm in a bad state. Cough cough cough--"

Tang Ci, who had gray short hair, was hand-written in a white coat with her hands, and the eyes behind her glasses were smiling slightly.
Chapter completed!