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

Yi Zanglan and Tang Yunxi successfully met up with Yan Zhao at the junction of the second and third floors.

"I brought the mirror."

Tang Yunxi handed her mirror to Yan Zhao, her eyes darting back and forth between Yan Zhao and Yi Zanglan, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Yan Zhao noticed this and frowned, asking, "Is there something you want to say?"

"...Hehe, not really."

"Your guilty conscience is written all over your face."

Yi Zanglan stood to the side and spoke slowly: "She probably feels that she heard too many secrets she shouldn't have during the day, and is worried that we will kill her tonight."

"Oh!" Yan Zhao suddenly realized, and immediately revealed an evil sneer. "That's right. With a bastard like me who doesn't recognize his own family, plus a mentally ill patient with a criminal record, you teaming up with us is like a lamb entering a tiger's den. You definitely need to think about it again."

"No, no!" Tang Yunxi waved her hands frantically. "I didn't mean that. I... I was afraid you two would distance yourselves from me, because you used to be very upset when I pried into your private affairs..."

Yan Zhao glanced at her: "It's because of the rules today, not because you asked about it on your own initiative."

"So...you two won't have any issues with me?"

"I should be asking you, do you have any complaints about us?" Yi Zanglan said with a half-smile, her tone unusually gentle. "Dangerous individuals like us might be untrustworthy and lack martial ethics. What if we kill you one day?"

Tang Yunxi was taken aback: "Would you kill me?"

"Yes, I love killing my teammates. Once you're dead, Yan Zhao won't be able to escape either."

The bewildered Yan Zhao: "..."

Speechless.

Tang Yunxi could tell that the other person was trying to scare her. Since they were in the mood to scare her, it proved that they hadn't distanced themselves from her.

She quickly cheered up and playfully wrapped her arms around Yi Zanglan's waist: "Anyway, you haven't killed me yet, so wait until later. I'm very valuable!"

"Let's put aside whether it's valuable or not, can't we get down to business?" Yan Zhao grabbed her braid and impatiently pulled her away from Yi Canglan. "Are you still going to do your mission or not?"

Tang Yunxi then seemed to realize something: "Oh! Then I'll leave to you tonight, Zhaozhao!"

"Don't call me Zhaozhao."

"Okay, Zhaozhao!"

"?"

Yan Zhao ignored her, took out the mirror and held it in his palm, preparing to use his skill.

[System prompt: Use the [Vengeful Spirit Tracking] skill? Skill duration: 5 minutes. Can be used twice globally.]

【Yes. 】

"Keep up."

Within sight, the purple mist, like kite strings, was spreading in wisps and strands.

She uttered two words crisply, then turned and ran quickly toward the stairs.

* * * * * *

Following the guidance of the purple mist, the three of them arrived at the fourth floor.

Tang Yunxi asked curiously, "There are no cells on the fourth floor. Does that mean the little boy's mother isn't a prisoner, but a prison guard?"

"Have you seen any female prison guards since the start of the game?" Yan Zhao sighed in frustration. "But my skills don't go wrong. There must be a reason why the residual scent of the items led us here."

However, because the mirror is only related to the little boy ghost and is not considered a direct item of the little boy's mother, the ghost's search for the vengeful spirit cannot be accurately located, and the fog keeps moving through the corridor.

Yi Zanglan stopped in her tracks. She silently looked around, her gaze finally settling on a door.

"There," she said softly, her tone firm. "It's the warden's office."

Although the purple mist appears chaotic, it is actually traceable. Upon closer observation, it can be seen that the mist is slowly spreading radially in all directions from the office door as the center.

The three walked to the door and found it was still locked. The keyhole was special and could not be opened by any external force unless they had the key.

Tang Yunxi, quick-witted, asked, "Lanlan, can your sickle split something?"

"Yes, my scythe can cleave anything." Yi Zanglan nodded with a smile. "Why don't I cleave open the prison gate too, and we can pass through directly?"

"..."

OK, OK, she was definitely being stupid.

Yan Zhao stared at the keyhole, then suddenly seemed to remember something and exchanged a glance with Yi Zanglan.

"I know where the key is."

"Yes." Yi Zanglan agreed with her, "It's with the prison guards."

And they weren't normal prison guards during the day; they were human-shaped prison guards, and they didn't have keys hanging from their waists.

Only the undead prison guards at night carry keys on their waists.

The six undead prison guards each carry a different key, meaning they need to determine which key is real first.

This means that during their exercise time, they cannot return to their cells. Instead, they must approach the undead guards, observe the keys on their waists, and then look for an opportunity to strike.

...It sounds no different from courting death.

Tang Yunxi hesitated a little, but not out of fear.

She hesitated and said, "Let's think about this more carefully. I can figure out a way myself. You two don't need to break the rules for my sake."

Yi Zanglan smiled and asked in return, "Do we two look kind and selfless?"

"Uh, this..."

"Don't feel pressured, I have to open this door too." Yi Zanglan shook her mirror. "This afternoon, my dear cellmate told me that it and its sisters need a talisman, which only the warden has."

Of course, this is the embellished version; Aro's original words were:

[Go find that old beast who runs Qingyang Prison; the four of us need a talisman.]

With this talisman, I can finally tear that damned, bastard son of a bitch to shreds.

You could tell he was extremely angry.

"I also need to go into the office to find something," Yan Zhao said. "The system notified me that my sentence has ended and I need a stamped certificate of release."

To get in, she first needed to find a certificate to fill in her name, and then find the warden's seal to affix it.

In this light, although the main and side quests each have their own ways of getting busy, as the story nears its end, everyone ends up in the same place: trying to get something from the warden's office.

Tang Yunxi suddenly realized, "Lanlan, when you told me to get ready, did you already guess that we'd need the keys tonight?"

"We can't be 100% sure, which is why we need to conduct an on-site inspection."

"How can I help?" She thought for a moment, then quickly provided her own answer, "That's right! My wheelchair's cooldown period is over. I can drive it to attract the guards' attention, and you two can follow behind and look for an opportunity!"

Yan Zhao said, "Theoretically it's feasible, but there are three floors in total, and the three of us probably can't handle it alone."

Even if the two undead prison guards on each floor patrol regularly and don't go to other floors to meet up with their companions, it's not an easy task for them to distract the prison guards by going up and down the stairs.

After all, patrol routes are not fixed. Tang Yunxi has a wheelchair and can adapt to the situation, but it is hard to say whether Yan Zhao and Yi Zanglan can outrun them on their own two legs.

If at least one more person joins, making two groups, the success rate will be higher.

As the three were discussing, they suddenly heard light and eerie footsteps coming from the depths of the corridor.