I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

While inspecting the copper-plated object, Zhang Yangqing said eerily, "Now that the mirror image has appeared, aren't you afraid that I am one?"

Copper Skin Weird remained nonchalant: "Great God, if you try to attack me, I will definitely fight back. Weird can't beat me, and neither can you. It doesn't matter."

He was very blunt: anyone who dares to hit me, I will definitely fight back; the person I killed was definitely not a top player; if a top player wants to kill me, there's nothing I can do.

Zhang Yangqing ignored him; the guy was indeed clever. He then continued to search the room.

He walked to the bedside table.

There was a framed photo on the bedside table, lying face down.

He picked up the photo frame and turned it over.

It was a photo of the woman in gray!

She stood in an unfamiliar room, her expression terrified, as if looking at something outside the camera's view.

This was definitely not something she brought herself, and Zhang Yangqing didn't see anything here when she arrived.

Most importantly, this thing gives people the feeling that it has a certain age, which fits the place very well.

Zhang Yangqing continued looking at the photos. The layout of that room was completely different from this one. The walls were dark red and covered with all sorts of strange decorations. There were some unrecognizable things piled up in the corner.

Zhang Yangqing carefully examined the details of the room, thinking that this information might be telling her that she was currently in that room.

But where is this room?

Copper Skin leaned closer, glanced at the photo in the frame, and scratched his head: "Master, should we call the others out and search for this place together?"

According to his way of thinking, there is strength in numbers.

Zhang Yangqing shook his head: "No need, we'd better find a 'local' here."

Copper Skin asked with a strange look of doubt: "That old man? Didn't he refuse to give us any information? We have to wait until the fourth day to ask him."

Zhang Yangqing's lips curled up, and he looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot, slowly saying, "With so many rooms here, isn't it easy to find a few local monsters?"

Copper Skin paused for a moment, then realized: "Are they trustworthy? Will they obey?"

Zhang Yangqing couldn't help but retort, "Isn't that obvious? With all our skills, do you think we can reason with them?"

Copper Skin's strange eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "A master is a master! I understand!"

After saying that, he clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, and a look of eager anticipation appeared on his face.

He can do that!

Zhang Yangqing walked out of room 217 and began observing the door numbers in the corridor.

He remembered clearly that when he brought the lady in gray to check in, room 217 was next to room 216 and 218, which should have been rooms 216 and 218 according to normal logic.

But he had noticed this when he passed by earlier; 216 was indeed there, but on the other side it wasn't 218, but 219.

218 vanished into thin air.

Or rather, room 218 is hidden by some kind of rule, and it only appears under specific conditions.

Is the disappearance of the woman in gray related to the vanished 218?
Zhang Yangqing, carrying the copper sheet, walked strangely to the front of door 216.

The two stood at the doorway, motionless, like two guardian deities.

Zhang Yangqing stared at the copper sheet strangely, giving it a meaningful look.

Copper Skin waited strangely for two seconds, and when he realized that Zhang Yangqing had no intention of making a move, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, aren't you going to knock?"

Zhang Yangqing replied matter-of-factly, "Go ahead and knock, why should I do it?"

Copper Skin gave a strange, awkward smile.

He's used to being a local tyrant, and his hundreds of thousands of underlings all follow his lead.
He always had someone else do the simple task of knocking on the door for him.

This is my first time being a junior colleague, so I'm not very skilled at it.

Even though he felt a little aggrieved, Copper Skin still obediently stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

no response.

He knocked a few more times.

"Dong dong dong."

Still no response.

Copper Skin turned around and looked at Zhang Yangqing with a strange expression: "Master, is there no one inside?"

Zhang Yangqing said calmly, "Don't you understand the rules of this level?"

Copper Skin glanced around strangely, looking completely bewildered: "Where are the rules?"

Zhang Yangqing pointed to the door: "Do you remember what that blood-red monster said before it attacked me? Knock on the door, keep knocking, and the person inside will become agitated and have a bloodthirsty urge."

That's why the woman in gray opened the door.

Copper Skin suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!" He turned around and continued knocking on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

One after another, the rhythm remained unchanged, and the force did not diminish.

I knocked for about three minutes.

A furious roar finally came from inside the door: "Knock, knock, knock! What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking for death?!"

The door was suddenly pulled open, and a blond-haired man poked his head out strangely, his face full of anger and his eyes bloodshot. He was clearly annoyed by the knocking.

He saw two people standing outside the door, paused for a moment, then became even angrier: "You two bastards, what are you knocking for! Don't you know I'm sleeping! Believe me or not, I'll kill you!"

The copper sheet remained strangely still.

He turned to look at Zhang Yangqing, pointed at the blond-haired weirdo with one finger, and asked in a requesting tone, "Master, can I hit him?"

His expression and tone were as natural as a younger brother asking his older brother, "Can I eat?"

As a powerful figure, to be called a "dog" by a mere Karami and not be killed on the spot was already giving Zhang Yangqing a lot of face.

Zhang Yangqing nodded casually, "Try not to kill him."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the copper sheet began to move strangely.

He grabbed the blond-haired man's strange head and lifted him out of the door like a chick, and then...

"boom!"

He punched the blond-haired man in the face.

The blond-haired man's eerie body flew out and crashed into the corridor wall with a thud.

Before he even landed, the copper-clad figure appeared in front of him and threw another punch.

"boom!"

"I'll teach you to curse!"

"boom!"

"You bastard!"

"boom!"

"I'm telling you to go to sleep!"

"Let you breathe!"

Each punch was accompanied by a whooshing sound, leaving the blond-haired guy completely helpless.

His face swelled up at a visible speed, and black blood kept seeping from the corners of his mouth, nostrils, and eyes.

"Stop, stop hitting me! Big brother! I was wrong! I was wrong!" The blond-haired man strangely covered his head and begged for mercy, his voice even changing tone.

It's not that he didn't resist, it's that he simply couldn't fight back.

Copper Skin kicked twice more before stopping, panting heavily.

That feeling of frustration finally subsided a little.

Zhang Yangqing slowly walked over, squatted down in front of the blond-haired weirdo, looked at the blond-haired weirdo who was beaten black and blue on the ground, and said, "I have something to ask you."

The blond-haired man smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Brothers, please ask me anything. I will answer whatever I know."

Zhang Yangqing took out the photo frame and waved it in front of him: "Do you recognize this room?"

With a strange and difficult effort, the blond-haired man opened his eyes, which were swollen to a slit, and looked at the photo frame.

In the photo, the woman in gray stands in that dark red room with a terrified expression.

The blond-haired man's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "This woman is really beautiful! Can you introduce her to me?"

Zhang Yangqing's smile froze for a moment.

He stood up and looked down at the guy who was already bruised and battered but was still thinking about women.

Then, he looked at the copper-plated figure strangely and said calmly, "Keep fighting."

Copperface grinned strangely, revealing a "received" expression.

"boom!"

"what--!"

The blond-haired man's eerie scream echoed down the corridor once more. (End of Chapter)