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

Jones wasted no time and asked directly for directions to the restroom.

The security guard said there were toilets on every floor and he knew their general locations, but the layout of the toilets on each floor was different. Some were at the end of the corridor, some were next to the stairs, and some were sandwiched between two rooms.

The two searched floor by floor, from the first floor to the second floor, and from the second floor to the third floor.

At the end of the corridor on the fourth floor, the toilet door was ajar, with dim light shining through the crack and an indescribable stench, like something that had been rotting for a long time.

The lights were off, and there was a thick black mist inside, so thick it looked like ink, churning and surging in the upper part of the toilet.

There was also a sobbing sound, not a person crying, but a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound, like the wind passing through a narrow gap, or like something making a low hum in its throat.

The door to the pit was creaking, opening and closing repeatedly.

Jones felt that this must be the place, as it looked similar to the initial surveillance footage.

Shining a flashlight inside, I found that the layout was indeed very similar.

Jones pulled the bandaged security guard to the corner of the corridor, squatted down, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and drew a simple diagram of the toilet on the paper.

The location of the door, the location of the toilet, the location of the sink, and the location of the window.

He had seen the surveillance footage and remembered the general layout of the toilet.

The camera should be positioned above the sink, directly facing the toilet.

He marked the possible locations of the cameras on the drawing and then handed the drawing to the bandaged security guard.

“I can’t handle it by myself. There’s that weird creature inside. It’s a weird creature in the toilet. There are no cameras in the toilet now, so its ‘presence’ in the toilet is very strong. We definitely can’t fix the cameras if we go in. We can only try to lure it away.”

The bandaged security guard frowned as he looked at the blueprints: "A diversionary tactic?"

"One person goes in to lure the strange creature out, and the other person waits until it comes out before going in to turn on the camera."

Jones looked at the bandaged security guard and continued, "To avoid you feeling like I'm rigging you, you can choose: you distract the guy while I fix the camera, or you fix the camera while I distract him."

The bandaged security guard was silent for a moment, looked down at the bandage in his hand, and then stretched his legs.

"My hand is injured, as you can see, so I probably can't repair the camera. But my legs are fine, so I'll go distract it."

Jones patted the bandaged security guard on the shoulder: "Dude, you've got a tough job."

The bandaged security guard sighed, "It's alright. It's rare to run into humans. I'm scared of this godforsaken place too. Let's work together."

He took a deep breath, walked out from around the corner, and headed towards the restroom.

His steps were neither fast nor slow, but very steady.

The bandaged security guard walked to the toilet door, pushed it open, and black smoke rushed out, icy cold.

The sobbing grew louder, and the door to the pit slab shook even faster.

The bandaged security guard took a deep breath and kicked open the door to the innermost pit.

A head popped out of the pit.

That head was huge, two or three times bigger than his own, like an inflated balloon.

His skin was grayish-white, he had no hair, his features were squeezed together, his eyes were small, his mouth was large, and the corners of his mouth drooped down, as if he was crying.

Upon seeing the bandaged guard, it let out a low growl, spewing black smoke from its mouth with a strong, putrid stench.

The bandaged security guard turned and ran. He ran very fast, much faster than he usually did, and his legs were indeed nimble.

Big Head let out a roar and climbed out of the pit.

Its body is twisted, its limbs are long and thin with prominent joints, and it crawls on the ground at a speed no slower than the bandaged security guard.

It chased the bandaged security guard out of the restroom and into the corridor.

Jones moved the instant the bandaged security guard kicked open the door.

He slid in from the other side of the toilet, close to the wall, his footsteps so light they were almost inaudible.

The black fumes in the restroom thinned slightly after Big Head's eerie departure, but they were still thick. Jones looked up and saw a camera above the sink; it was round, black, and the red indicator light was off.

He stepped onto the sink, climbed up, and reached for the camera.

The switch was on the side; he flipped it, and the red indicator light came on.

The black aura suddenly contracted and dissipated by more than half.

The stall door stopped shaking, the whimpering stopped, and the toilet was as quiet as if nothing had happened.

Jones jumped off the sink, rushed out of the restroom, and went to find the bandaged security guard.

The bandaged security guard was squatting in a corner at the other end of the corridor, panting heavily.

The big head had mysteriously disappeared, leaving only a long, wet drag mark on the ground, leading to a closed door at the end of the corridor.

The bandaged security guard looked up, saw Jones, and grinned.

That smile held the relief of surviving a disaster, as well as the smugness of "I didn't die."

“Well done.” Jones reached out and pulled the bandaged security guard up.

The bandaged security guard dusted himself off: "It's your turn to go next time. My legs are about to give out."

Jones laughed: "Okay, I'll go next time."

On the giant screen in the Dragon Kingdom, Zhang Yangqing also found the toilet.

Unlike the other chosen ones who prepared cautiously, Zhang Yangqing swaggered in.

He swept the beam of the flashlight around the toilet, walked to the light switch, pressed it, but the light didn't turn on.

He wasn't surprised. He glanced at the several closed pit doors and his gaze lingered on the innermost one.

That door shook the most violently and the fastest, and the black mist seeping from its cracks was the thickest.

Zhang Yangqing walked over and reached out to open the door.

A large head emerged from the pit. According to the procedure, this large head should have been menacing and intimidating Zhang Yangqing.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yangqing raised his hand, and the beam of his flashlight shone directly into Da Tou's eerie eyes.

The light was so bright that Big Head instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes and shrank back.

Once its eyes adjusted to the light, it lowered its hand and saw Zhang Yangqing still standing there, the flashlight still shining on it, his expression calm, as if he were looking at a disobedient dog.

Big Head suddenly flew into a rage: "I'm the BOSS here! You're asking for death!"

In its rage, its head grew even larger, and black smoke billowed from its body, causing the temperature in the entire toilet to plummet.

It opened its mouth, let out a deafening roar, and charged towards Zhang Yangqing.

Who knew that Zhang Yangqing would not only stop running, but also kick him?

That kick was both accurate and ruthless, striking Big Head Weird in the chest. Big Head Weird's body leaned back, crashing into the partition of the pit, then bounced back and fell to the ground.

Before it could even get up, Zhang Yangqing had already walked up to it, looking down at it with a fierce gaze: "Did you turn off my camera?"

Big Head was stunned by the strange sight.

It lay on the ground, tilted its head back, and looked at Zhang Yangqing with disbelief on its face.

This script is wrong!

It's the weirdo, it's the owner of this toilet, it's the one who should be hitting people! Why is it the one getting hit now?
Zhang Yangqing laughed: "Oh ho, you're still pretty stubborn."

Then he went up and started punching and kicking me, hitting the most painful spots: my ribs, chin, knees, and bridge of my nose.

Each punch carried power amplified by all attributes, causing Big Head to scream eerily and tumble within the black mist. (End of Chapter)