Bai Wu walked on the way to the madhouse, watching people in suits and ties or working in office buildings with vehicles, feeling like they were returning to their previous lives.

It seemed that at this time, in a neighborhood seven hundred years ago, there was a fresh cafe he often went to around. He would sit by the window and look for this publication casually, but he prefers to analyze passers-by coming and going.

The most tense problem in the doomsday is resource allocation.

The resource allocation of towers actually has big problems.

It's like a cake that is shared with five people. The best way is to share it with the five people, and they all eat full. In addition, the five people have different abilities and different portions.

But the way to distribute the tower is to eat it casually by the first person. He can finish the whole cake, or just feed it to the dog to graffiti.

Only when he is satisfied and wastes enough will he hand the cake to the next person.

Then, the second person does what the first person does based on the first person.

The order is the level, and the bottom layer is the last person to eat the cake.

They have no supplies, and the supplies they leave are also waste that they don’t want from above.

This social system has actually been riots for seven hundred years, but the reason why it can exist for a long time is very simple - absolute force suppression.

If you want to survive, you must follow its rules.

This is the White Mist, suspected to be from the sixth floor.

So it seems like the same as my previous life, but the third level is completely different from the previous life.

Passers-by hurriedly went to the fourth-level managers' companies to work. When they saw the lower-level people on the second-level floor, they would show their identity cards.

In Bai Wu's opinion, all this is ridiculous.

Especially when I think that if the sixth floor has the terrifying power that crushes the fifth floor, then the so-called people are just domestic animals with different levels of elaboration.

Of course, Bai Wu didn't know what was in the sixth floor.

He hadn't even been to the fourth floor, but he had a cloud in his mind for a while and would not question or indignate casually.

The security outside the madhouse has been greatly strengthened. They are basically people who investigate the army, and there are also several members of the imperial army.

Bai Wu is now a thriller for the investigation army. When he went to the internal madhouse to handle the procedures, everything went smoothly.

What surprised Bai Wu was that the staff of those hospitals were actually affiliated with the Zhenyu Army, but they were also more polite to Bai Wu.

This made Bai Wu guess that Ming Mengde probably still cherishes talents and wants to show his spirit.

The madhouse is still the same as before.

Two old men playing chess? They were sitting seriously at both ends of the board. This time the board turned into Go. One person was playing Go? The other person was playing Go.

The two of them can actually kill you and me...

And the doctor Zheng Duoxi put on the doctor's clothes again? But the nurse did not hold him back, as if the two had reached an agreement.

Bai Wu felt that there were actually secrets hidden in the madhouse, but after glanced around by Prell's Eye, he didn't find any important secrets? They were all ridiculous things about some crazy people.

He came to the sixth floor.

The time traveler from 6-17 was holding slippers as a phone call and calling the Time and Space Association because Miss Ma Lin returned.

The sound coming from 6-19? It’s still Aba Aba Aba.

When the White Fog opens the door 6-18? The first scene is actually a bit terrifying.

Because Yan Jiu was smiling in the mirror? That smile... was very stiff? His eyes were empty and dull? It was very similar to the time when the girl with a caesarean section fell into a state of calmness.

But Yan Jiu is indeed as the captain said? It looks very good. Even if you have no expression on your face, it will be a vase that is pleasing to the eye.

Yan Jiu turned his head and saw that it was Bai Wu, and suddenly let out a scream? The body sitting on the stool was tilted backward unconsciously? He fell down.

"oops."

She rubbed the back of the head that was hit on the ground? Then she stared at Bai Wu again.

[As a child who falls into evil? She is not like the human and god, or the combination of human and demon in mythology? She has many advantages. However, she still has advantages. She can paint in a very short time, relying on her incomparable talent, and her paintings will be very valuable in the future.]

Bai Wu thought about it and it was true. If the arc left by Yan Jiu on the mirror at that time had fallen slightly, he might not have found the clue.

This girl has a high IQ at least.

The atmosphere was too weird, he went straight to the topic:

"I'll ask something about it by the captain."

"Oh, OK. I've painted it all, I'll give it to you."

Bai Wu was stunned and then saw Yan Jiu take out a stack of drawings.

The content on the painting is Yan Jiu's experience of getting along with Cain these days. There is a big gap in the painting, which is used by Yan Jiu to write down the conversation with Cain.

The content is very detailed, and it can be said that Yan Jiu is considered a humanoid camera.

So much so that Bai Wu thought that these drawings could be taken back and analyzed by the drawings, and there was no need to ask Yan Jiu again.

It can be said that Yan Jiu betrayed Cain at a speed that was comparable to his own speed in facing Ding Tai's confession.

"Okay, very detailed. Thank you very much for your cooperation. Then I won't bother you and say goodbye."

Bai Wu was determined to turn around and leave. Yan Jiu looked at Bai Wu in confusion. Of course, she would not let Bai Wu leave just now, and suddenly said:

"Wait a minute, Bai Wu, you said you love me. Is this true?"

Yan Jiu's voice was a little uneasy. In fact, she had seen some pictures and heard some sounds through her heart before.

But she is still looking forward to the miracle.

Bai Wu stopped and looked back, Yan Jiu's fingers were intertwined with each other, while his two thumbs kept turning around.

He was obviously very nervous, but he was still with his big eyes open and stared at himself with a dull look on his face.

After thinking about the captain's words, Bai Wu realized that this was indeed a problem to be solved. He shook his head and said:

"Of course it's not true. At that time, the situation was just an emergency, in order to get information. If Miss Yan misunderstood, I'm really sorry."

Yan Jiu shook slightly, her neck tilted slightly, thinking about something:

"Oh, it's because... do you don't like the gift I gave you? I still have a lot of tartars, which I can give to you. Or do you tell me what you like?"

"Gifts? Oh, you mean those paintings. They are great, even seven hundred years ago, they are excellent works. I like them very much, and I will collect them."

Bai Wu didn't dare to accept the tower under such surveillance.

Although I like money very much, the money in this world cannot buy delicious food, and in the demand for Baiwu, it has dropped by one level directly.

"So you like the gift I gave you, but don't like me?"

"What does this have to do with the gift?" Bai Wu felt strange.

Yan Jiu's face was pale and his eyes were confused.

Bai Wu's words made her feel uncomfortable and confused.

From childhood to adulthood, Yan Jiu felt that there was only one way for people to like him, that is, give gifts.

When they were young, the servants were afraid of her and basically hid from her. The father and brother didn't know why, so they always refused her to leave the manor.

She silently observed what the servants like, and later found out that they liked the tass, so Yan Jiu would secretly bring a stack of tass and ask the servants to play with her.

The charm of money is much greater than that of people. For the sake of the tower, more and more servants are playing with Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu thought she had finally found a way to make people like her, although the evil fallen girl would tell her through induction that this was wrong. If she really liked her, she didn't care what you had.

But she didn't understand when she was young.

The servants gradually became bolder and asked the young Yanjiu for more pagodas, and Yanjiu agreed at first.

But later, when she found that she could not give the servant more tars, the servant's face changed.

At that time, Yan Jiu was thinking that he must always have gifts. He must give people what they want to be liked.

Later... the servants were dealt with, and she was scolded by her father. She gradually realized that those servants were actually just lying to her.

If you don’t like you, no matter how much you give them, you will still not like you.

But every time he meets someone who is willing to talk to him, Yan Jiu will still prepare gifts. Because he is afraid that without a gift, no one is willing to pay attention to him.

The time traveler next door, the injured veteran, prepared gifts, even when Cain kidnapped her.

When Bai Wu said those words on the plane, Yan Jiu thought that she had finally waited for the evil fallen girl and didn't care what she had.

But now Bai Wu said with a clear attitude that he didn't like himself. Everything was just his wishful thinking.

So subconsciously, she thought of a gift.

But now even the gifts didn't work. She looked at Bai Wu at a loss, as if she had encountered a problem that Tao could not solve.

Bai Wu was also a little confused. He felt a headache for dealing with this kind of problem.

But looking at Yan Jiu's expression, he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to leave like this.

He gradually followed Yan Jiu's brain circuit and could even infer some of her previous experiences.

"Please, this must be the revenge of Brother Nao."

Bai Wu stopped, then walked into the house and sat opposite Yan Jiu.
To be continued...