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

Without even turning his head, the blond-haired weirdo casually slapped the skinning weirdo away, sending him flying into the wall and knocking him unconscious on the spot.

Then he continued walking towards the woman in gray, muttering, "Don't be afraid, beauty, I'm here to save you."

However, in the time he wasted, the woman in the white dress had already run to the woman in gray, squatted down and gently patted her face: "Wake up, wake up!"

The blond-haired weirdo originally intended to push aside the woman who was in his way, but he sensed that the copper-skinned weirdo's aura had locked onto him. He stopped in place with a displeased expression, watching helplessly as his chance to "save the damsel in distress" slipped away.

The woman in gray slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes blankly, saw the woman in the white dress, and then saw Zhang Yangqing not far away. Her gaze gradually focused.

She struggled to sit up, trying to recall something: "Master, how did I get here? I only remember being in a room, then someone knocked on the door, and then I don't remember anything else."

The woman in the white dress briefly recounted what had happened.

After hearing this, the woman in gray looked at Zhang Yangqing with a face full of gratitude: "Great God, thank you so much for saving me! If it weren't for you..."

Zhang Yangqing waved his hand casually: "It's nothing."

But he noticed that not only was the blond guy acting strangely, but even the copper-skinned guy's strange gaze would occasionally fall on the gray-clothed woman.

That look in his eyes was completely different from when he looked at the woman in the white dress.

With some kind of interest?

Could it be that this woman in gray has a special constitution?
To put it bluntly, if Zhang Yangqing hadn't been there to keep things under control, those two might have tried to snatch him away.

The woman in gray seemed to sense something and subconsciously moved closer to Zhang Yangqing.

The matter has temporarily come to a close, but Zhang Yangqing has already begun to analyze it rapidly in his mind.

According to the normal procedure, he would have to stay here for more than four days before he could ask that old weirdo for one piece of information each day.

But now, he has so many passengers around him, plus the two "unofficial members," the Copper-skinned Strangeman and the Yellow-haired Strangeman.

One person asks one question, which greatly increases the margin for error.

It can be said that Zhang Yangqing is the most advantageous chosen one at this stage.

If he can endure four days, he will be able to obtain a large amount of intelligence.

Other chosen ones can ask at most two or three questions a day, and then they have to bite the bullet and go for it.

All of this intelligence is crucial to surviving in Yudu and completing the settlement mission.

For example, what do those keywords mentioned in the rules, such as "white-winged cockroach," represent?
Is there a "three-eyed tenant" here?
Do you have any [self-walking gray leather shoes]?
Where is the casino located?
What does "shelter-in-waiting" refer to?
How to avoid a moving manhole cover?

Where is the [Ancestral Dragon's Tooth] needed for the final settlement quest? And so on.

The abundance of keywords indicates that this level is extremely complex and dangerous.

That old weirdo can't say he knows everything, but he can definitely answer some of the questions.

During these four days, various problems will arise: bizarre attacks involving skinning, inexplicable hunger, and dangers hidden in various rooms.

This is the beginning of real danger for Yudu.

But is Zhang Yangqing the kind of chosen one who would stay obediently for so many days?

Obviously not.

He discovered a problem.

From the strange conversation with the blond guy, it can be inferred that this guy has lived here for a long time and has asked the old weirdo for some information, such as information about the skin-peeling weirdo.

That means that many of the guests who come here have asked the old ghost.

Aren't these strange tenants ready-made sources of intelligence?

Instead of waiting four days to ask that shady old weirdo, it's better to ask the tenants who have been living here for a while.

They may know more than the old mystery.

Just as Zhang Yangqing was pondering, the strange aura emanating from the copper skin beside him suddenly surged violently for a moment before being quickly suppressed.

Zhang Yangqing looked at him: "Are you very hungry?" Tongpi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Great God, how did you know? That hunger almost made me lose my mind."

Zhang Yangqing said calmly, "Our room is on the seventh floor. The seventh floor is a place where we devour each other. If we don't eat, we won't be able to control ourselves. Our rules are similar."

Copper Skin's strange expression turned serious: "Shall we go upstairs and find some food first?"

Zhang Yangqing nodded: "Okay, let's also 'ask' for some information."

Copper Skin nodded thoughtfully.

With the next round of exploration about to begin, Zhang Yangqing told the two women to go back and rest first.

Knowing they couldn't be of much help and would be doing a good job of not causing trouble, they nodded and left together.

The blond-haired man's eyes darted around mysteriously as he said, "Then I'll go back and rest too?"

Not only Zhang Yangqing, but even Tongpi Guiyi could see through his intentions. This guy wanted to go along to pick up girls!
Copper Skin suddenly grabbed him, wrapped his arm around his back, clamped it around his neck, and pulled him under his armpit.

“You’re quite capable, kid. I think you can join us.” Copper Skin said with a sinister smile, but that smile looked anything but malicious.

The blond-haired man struggled strangely for a few moments but couldn't break free at all. He could only look at Zhang Yangqing in despair.

Zhang Yangqing nodded: "Let's go together."

The blond-haired man gave a strange look: "."

I don't want to be together!

But he dared not speak, and could only helplessly follow Zhang Yangqing up to the seventh floor, his body strangely clamped between the copper sheets.

The three of them arrived at the seventh floor.

The corridor here was even darker than downstairs, with the wall lamps flickering on and off, and a faint smell of blood permeating the air.

Occasionally, strange sounds could be heard coming from one of the rooms, like chewing or whispering.

Copper Skin glanced around strangely and asked in a low voice, "Master, what should we do? Should we knock on the doors and drag those tenants out to ask them for information?"

As he spoke, the guy rubbed his hands together, eager to get started.

Zhang Yangqing shook his head: "Knocking won't work. According to the intelligence, people only open the door when we knock on the second floor. This is the seventh floor. If we knock rashly, they will be scared."

"But don't forget one thing: we're all living on the seventh floor. We'll get hungry, and so will they. We've just arrived and can still endure the hunger. We'll only know once we wait for them to come out on their own and follow them."

The copper-clad figure suddenly realized what was happening and nodded.

Zhang Yangqing surveyed the terrain and whispered, "Let's split up and hide. You two will be in one group, and I'll be in another."

Copper Skin nodded strangely, then dragged Yellow Hair away to a shadowy corner.

Zhang Yangqing chose another location where he could observe several key intersections simultaneously.

Time passed by, second by second.

The hunger grew stronger and stronger. Zhang Yangqing could feel that this hunger was not only a physical need, but also a kind of rule urging him to eat, otherwise he would become weaker and weaker.

Approximately 37 minutes passed.

Finally, something happened.

The door to room 744 slowly opened.

A strange figure dressed in pajamas walked out.

He looked tired, had dark circles under his eyes, and walked unsteadily; he was clearly a long-time tenant who had lived here for a long time.

After he came out, he looked around and then walked straight into the depths of the corridor.

Copper Skin was the first to notice and immediately followed quietly.

Zhang Yangqing also noticed the commotion and flanked from another direction.

The three of them, one in front and two behind, followed the strangely dressed woman in the pajamas and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor. (End of Chapter)