Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

The interrogation room door was indeed unlocked, and it was easily pushed open a crack.

The fourth-floor corridor was quiet, seemingly no different from before, except that the ceiling lights were dimmer, intermittently flashing a faint green light.

"Should we go out?" Player 2 was clearly hesitant. He kept pushing Yan Zhao forward, trying to get her to go out and scout ahead. "Staying here isn't a solution, is it?"

"That's definitely not a solution."

After saying that, Yan Zhao suddenly stepped aside, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him out the door.

Player number 2 was caught off guard, slipped and slid several meters away, fell to the ground, and glared angrily at Yan Zhao.

"What are you doing!"

"I didn't do anything," Yan Zhao said innocently. "I saw you pushing me and thought you were in a hurry to get out."

"..."

Number 17 watched coldly, and seeing that Number 2 did not show any abnormalities after leaving, he also left the interrogation room.

"Since the rules allow it, let's all go back to our rooms."

He's clearly the kind of person who has a mirror on his mind; he needs to take advantage of the nighttime exercise to complete his mission as quickly as possible, so he doesn't have much time to waste.

The three of them then left the interrogation room and headed towards the stairs, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings to prevent any prison guards from following them.

As Number 2 walked, he chatted with Number 17, his tone carrying a hint of flattery.

"Hey bro, what's your name? Do you have regular teammates? If not, how about we team up for the group activity tomorrow night?"

Number 17 sneered, his face showing disdain: "Team up? You look like a little chick, and you don't seem very smart either. What's the point of teaming up with you?"

"Uh, I..."

"Fool, you'd better survive tonight first."

"..."

Player number 2 ran into a brick wall and, not daring to retaliate, could only silently swallow their anger.

What bad luck to run into these two tonight. The woman is hard to fool, and the man is not someone to mess with.

Yan Zhao didn't participate in their conversation; she quickened her pace, wanting only to find Yi Zanglan as soon as possible.

After all, Yi Zanglan should have seen the system notification. If he knew she was being held in the interrogation room, he would definitely have come to rescue her.

She was very confident about this.

...but the more she walked, the more uneasy she felt.

This wasn't the first time she'd walked this path from the fourth floor to the third floor. Although she wasn't particularly familiar with it, she still had some recollection of it.

The staircase was far too long, much longer than she had expected.

Player number 17 quickly realized it too, muttering strangely, "Could we be stuck in a maze?"

However, before they could finish speaking, the three of them finally saw the door in the stairwell and re-entered the corridor.

Player 2 patted his chest in relief: "Thank goodness, it's not a ghost wall."

A chill slowly crept up his spine. Yan Zhao looked around, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"Who says otherwise?"

Then player number 17 realized it too, his eyes widening in horror: "...Damn it!"

There were no prison cells in this corridor, only familiar spaces, which were places specifically for prisoners to work, reform, and study.

This is the fourth floor.

They had just left the fourth floor, walked up a very long flight of stairs, but ended up back on the fourth floor.

They are trapped here.

Player 2 belatedly realized what was happening and quickly ran towards the interrogation room.

"We only encountered this 'ghost wall' situation after we came out. Staying in the interrogation room was definitely the safest option. Let's go back now!"

Theoretically, this line of thinking is correct, but unfortunately, the Doom game never applies to any theory.

...Five minutes later.

The three of them stood there, falling into a collective silence.

Where the interrogation room used to be, only one wall remains, a wall that appears to have been formed naturally and exudes a sinister and cold aura.

The interrogation room was gone; their escape route was blocked.

At the same time, familiar, heavy footsteps suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

Two undead prison guards appeared in the dim light, one holding an interrogation stun gun and a whip, and the other carrying a huge board of nails.

Skull faces glowed with ghostly fire, and they roared as they rapidly approached.

"run!"

Yan Zhao roared, and the three of them turned around abruptly and ran frantically back the way they came.

No wonder the interrogation room wasn't locked.

It turns out that the moment they step out the door, the entire floor will become their testing ground.

Tonight's interrogation has officially begun.

* * * * * *

Yi Zanglan and Tang Yunxi arrived on the fourth floor, but surprisingly, they did not find the interrogation room.

Yi Zanglan was certain that she hadn't misremembered; the interrogation room was located right here, but at this moment, all that remained was a wall.

She asked Tang Yunxi, "You've played quite a few games, have you encountered similar situations before?"

"It seems so." Tang Yunxi recalled seriously, "I remember there was a game like this before, where a player was pulled into a second space through a door, and the original entrance was sealed off."

"Is there a way to crack this?"

"Yes, there is," Tang Yunxi said with difficulty, "unless we can break through this barrier and go in to rescue them, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, everything will only return to normal when all the players who were pulled into the second space are eliminated."

Yi Zanglan remained silent for a long time before looking down at her bracelet.

She nodded: "Then let's give it a try."

"Huh?" Tang Yunxi exclaimed in shock, "How do we test it? Are we going to test it with our fists?"

However, she soon understood.

She almost forgot that this ancestor came with five-star equipment.

[System Prompt: Summon the weapon [Abyss Scythe] to assist in combat? This weapon can deal damage to monsters in the game; the damage amount depends on the monster's strength.]

【Yes. 】

A giant scythe with a black handle and a silver blade appeared in Yi Zanglan's palm amidst a flash of light.

If Tang Yunxi hadn't been quick-witted and hidden a little further away beforehand, he would have almost had his throat slit.

Her heart pounded as she watched Yi Zanglan swing his sickle and cleave the wall in front of him.

"I hope we don't attract the prison guards..."

To everyone's surprise, there was no flying sand and stones as expected, and it didn't even make a sound.

The strike was as silent as a slash into flowing water, yet neat cracks appeared in the center of the wall, as if a hidden door to an unknown space had been opened.

The crack is very narrow, allowing only one person to pass through at a time.

Yi Zanglan held the sickle horizontally, about to walk inside, when he suddenly felt a tightness behind him; Tang Yunxi had already grabbed him around the waist.

"Let's go in like this," Tang Yunxi said nervously. "I'm afraid the wall will suddenly close and block me out again."

"You still have a chance to back out now, but once you're inside, I can't guarantee what will happen."

"I already said we'd go in together! Aren't we teammates?"

"To me, you're just a temporary teammate, still under observation, unlike Yan Zhao." Yi Zanglan calmly stated the facts. "Yan Zhao is my landlord. We have experience teaming up and plan to cooperate long-term. Saving her would definitely be more beneficial than harmful—but if it were you, I might not choose to save you, so you don't need to feel guilty."

Tang Yunxi's eyes lit up; she understood a deeper meaning.

"If we successfully rescue her this time, won't we both have team experience? Doesn't that prove I passed the test?"

"...Maybe."

"Then what are you waiting for? Charge!"