After a slight hesitation, Nan Youxi reached out and clicked OK.
He didn't know what this reserved program was, nor what this simulation that included all people was, but he knew that this was the only way to the secret.
[Simulation starts]
This prompt text did not appear above the simulation interface as usual, but stretched across the center of the interface.
Then, this line of text disappeared and new text appeared.
[《605》]
[Director: …]
[Starring: …]
Why is it a dream movie screen? Why are the director and the leading actor blank
Nan Youxi was just wondering when a wave of sleepiness swept over the beach of his consciousness and he was soaked in the heavy sea water.
He closed his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him, and in the darkness there was a line of words.
This is a lonely world.
[You ask her how many other people live in the building besides you. She tells you there are seven.]
[You asked for the room numbers of seven people and decided to visit them one by one.]
[First is 303. You learned from her that 303 was the first resident to arrive.]
[You knocked on the door of room 303.]
The white text faded, and Nan Youxi's consciousness space returned to darkness. The darkness was to welcome the arrival of light.
Even though it was just a dim light.
Nan Youxi stood in the corridor, looking at the sky outside the window.
He didn't know whether what was outside the window could be called the sky. If the sky was above his head, then the gloomy white mass, like the white on a rainy day, was the sky of this world.
If the sky is composed of the sun, the moon, the clouds, the stars and the alternation of day and night, then the thing on top of him is just a monotonous lid emitting a dim light.
He frowned and stared at the white space. He wondered anxiously whether it was the sky above him or the lid.
This question is very important, as it concerns whether the room behind Nan Youxi is 303 or 501.
He is now in the third room on the third floor. According to common sense and the common house number arrangement method, this is undoubtedly 303, but...
He turned around and saw a sign with the word 501 hanging on the wall next to the light wooden door.
So he looked at the sky or the lid for a long time, hoping to find a way to determine whether this room was 303 or 501 by confirming the grayish-white thing. If that method could determine even the sky or the lid, it could certainly determine a small room.
He had not yet realized that this small room was more mysterious than the sky or the lid outside the window. In the ordinary world, the sky is the foundation of the world, but in this world, these small rooms are the beginning of the world.
He looked at the number plate for a long time, his eyes darting around the door frame, trying to find some explanation.
He failed. The door was surrounded by walls wrapped in orange plastic, which was smooth and one glance was enough to tell that there were no other clues.
His mind became more and more confused. He stood there for a long time and finally drove away those disruptive thoughts.
It doesn't matter whether it is 303 or 501. He just needs to press the doorbell. If someone answers, it is 303. If no one answers, although he cannot be sure that it is 501, it means he can give up temporarily and look for the room with the sign 303.
He was just a little nervous. For a long time, he always thought that there were only him and her in this strange world. He hadn't talked to anyone for a long time. As excited as he was when he heard that there were seven more people, he was as nervous as he was standing here.
Unlike the students who were used to thinking positively, he stood in front of the wooden door, thinking that this was a world without laws, that this was a strange world, and that he had lived here for so long but had never seen even one of the remaining seven people.
He finally pressed the doorbell. Before he left, the girl did not stop him. It seemed that the seven residents were not murderers.
The doorbell rang three times at once, and the sound spread from the crack in the door to the corridor and to Nan Youxi's ears.
The noise stopped. There was no "please wait" or "coming" from inside the door, nor the sound of slippers stepping on the soft floor. It was dead silent all around.
Nan Youxi rang the doorbell again, and when the second sound faded away, a note was stuffed out from the crack of the door.
He thought that there was no one behind the door, that the door was open or that they were talking through the door, but he didn't expect that there would be a game of passing the note.
Picking up the note from the floor, he read the words on it.
This is Japanese. Fortunately, he had fallen in love with a Japanese girl online and learned some from her. After coming to this world, he learned a lot more from the girl. He could barely read Japanese books and write some simple sentences.
"Is there a problem?"
The words on the note were very ordinary.
Nan Youxi felt his pocket. He didn't have a pen. He had never seen a pen since he came to this world. The girl taught him Japanese using the most classical stationery - branches and sand table.
As if sensing his embarrassment, another pencil was handed out through the crack in the door.
It is an HB pen.
Pressing the paper against the wall, Nan Youxi wrote her reply below the line of text.
"Hello, I don't know how long ago I arrived, I should have been a new resident for a month or half a year. I live in 205, my name is Minami Yuki."
He stuffed the note back under the door.
After a while, the paper came out again.
"Hello, 303, Asano Nao."
Is she Japanese like her
And the name Nao is for a girl
Nan Youxi's panic completely disappeared, and his confidence returned. As long as they were women, whether they were girls or old ladies, he could easily win them over.
He thought for a moment and decided to start the conversation with an interesting question.
"Why is there a sign saying 501 outside your door?"
"It should be Kyouma and the others who did it."
"Which room does Xiongma live in? Are they naughty?"
After stuffing the note into the crack of the door, Nan Youxi waited for a long time without any reply. He scratched his head and judged from his rich experience that the woman inside the door was already a little annoyed with the chat and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.
He raised his hand and knocked twice on the door: "I'll go visit someone else. See you next time."
His eyes were fixed on the ground in front of the door. If the woman inside the door didn't want him to leave, she would hand him the note again, and he would have to leave time for her to write.
The floor was milky white, with no paper suddenly covering it.
He walked along the floor and headed to the fifth floor.
The next target is 509.
Nan Youxi asked the girl for the information of the seven residents, but she didn't tell him and just let him go and check it out himself.
As for 303, he at least knew that it was the oldest resident, but he had no idea about 509, which was the next building he was going to.
Next to the door of the ninth room on the fifth floor, there is a sign with the number 105.
He rang the doorbell.
There was no movement the first time, no movement the second time, and then the third time the bell rang, the door shook violently.
This is the sound of a fist hitting a door panel.
This voice translated into words, to put it mildly, is - "Sorry, I'm busy", to put it bluntly, is - "Go away".
The fifth floor is the highest floor of the building. Next to room 509, there is another resident in room 511.
Nan Youxi rang the third doorbell.
This time he pressed the button five times, and the doorbell rang and alerted 509. The door of 509 vibrated again, but there was still no response from 511.
He had already rung the doorbells of three of the seven households, but didn't see a single soul.
He originally thought that Nao Asano from 303 was weird enough, but he didn't expect that 509 and 511 were even weirder.
He created files for the three residents in his mind. 303 was temporarily classified as mild, so he could continue to contact him. 509 was classified as dangerous, so he needed to be cautious when contacting him. 511 was classified as unknown, so he would try to ring the doorbell next time.
In the corridor, the light from the energy-saving lamps was very bright, but Nan Youxi felt that the brightness was very pale and somewhat eerie. He quickly walked to the fourth floor, where there were also two residents, one in 402 and the other in 410.
He pressed the doorbell of room 402 first.
The ringing had not yet stopped when a voice was heard behind the door.
"Is there a problem?"
It was a girl's voice, timid and weak.
"I'm a new resident, here to visit." Nan Youxi was excited, he felt that this was an excellent person to talk to.
This kind of introverted and timid girl is the type he is best at dealing with.
"What is your ability?" the girl's voice sounded again.
Nan Youxi frowned, not only because the girl's question was strange, but also because the girl's tone of voice changed, from a shy little social phobic to an extroverted little social cow.
"What ability? I'm not sure about this kind of thing yet," he replied.
The door opened with a click, and a middle school girl poked her head out. She was a lovely child, with long black hair that was a little messy, and her deep eyes showed a hint of curiosity.
This curiosity disappeared after she blinked, her eyelids drooped, her little head shrank back, and she left behind a very immature sentence.
"It turns out to be a potato, huh."
Looking at the closed door, Nan Youxi pondered the meaning of the word "potato". According to the context, it should have the same meaning as "Muggle".
The residents of Room 402 were also very strange. However, he finally met someone and broke his record of zero.
The words "potatoes" and "ability" said by the other party seemed to imply some secret.
I'll go back and ask her.
Nan Youxi knocked gently on the door of Room 402: "My name is Nan Youxi, please give me your guidance in the future."
"Hundred Demon Eyes Kyouma."
The girl's response came from inside the door, her words tinged with a hint of arrogance.
Nan Youxi wrote down the name. He thought that Baiguime should be the surname and Xiongzhen should be the given name. Both the surname and the given name were very evil and handsome.
Now, he knew the names of two and a half people.
One is Hyakkime Kyouma, and the other is Asano Nao. He thought, Asano and Nao, both are very nice words.
The remaining half of the name was "Kyouma" written by Asano Nao on the paper. The confusion of the house number seemed to be the work of the troublemakers led by Kyouma. I don't know which room Kyouma lives in, the fifth floor he has already visited, or the floor he will visit next.
A girl who likes to make trouble is barely within his ability to deal with.
Glancing at the sign with the number 101 hanging next to the door of 402, Nan Youxi silently counted the rooms and came to the door of 410, which had the sign with the number 107.
He rang the doorbell.
Three times, a total of nine rings, and no one answered from inside the door.
Is there no one here like in 511
But where else can the residents go if they are not in their rooms
Coming to the window, Nan Youxi looked into the distance through the transparent glass that reflected the lights in the corridor. The endless green grass stretched all the way to the horizon or the edge of the lid, and there was no human figure on the grass.
Is it in the room, but you are too lazy to pay attention
Nan Youxi sighed. Why was it so difficult to find a resident who was willing to talk
Compared to these residents, she was like an angel.
Going down to the second floor, Nan Youxi continued to ring the doorbell.
The resident also did not respond.
He went down again and came to the first floor.
Just as the doorbell was about to fade away, a voice rang out: "What's the matter?"
This was a clear female voice, and both the pronunciation and intonation made Nan Youxi feel comfortable. Nan Youxi was not a voice control, but he felt that he could be now.
"I'm a new resident, my name is Nan Youxi." He said in a low voice.
"My name is Nakajima Reina."
The female voice responded to Nan Youxi again: "It's not convenient for me now. Can we talk next time?"
Of course, Nan Youxi would not disturb an inconvenient girl, so he apologized and said goodbye. The visit ended here, and he went straight to his room.
He replayed those three sentences in his mind. Just now he just thought they sounded nice and had a kind of melodious beauty. Now, he felt the charm of those three words.
He felt the elegance; those three sentences sounded pleasant and pleasing to the ear because of the elegance of pronunciation and intonation.
Reina Nakajima is another Japanese girl.
Including that guy, all the known residents except myself are Japanese girls.
What on earth is this place? Who are those girls? Nan Youxi was full of doubts.
What concerned him most this time, apart from the "ability" mentioned by Hyakkime Kyoma, was the girl named Nakajima Reina on the first floor.
Before he could think for long, he was already standing in front of the door of 205. This was the only room with the correct door number, so this was his room.
When I opened the door, what came into view was a window with white curtains and a girl lying on the bed in front of the window.
The girl was wearing a light green pajamas. The thin long clothes and trousers covered her fair and slender body. Her soft long hair was scattered on her back and hung at her waist.
"I'm back." The girl turned over, hugged the white quilt, and looked at the boy at the door.
"Yeah." Nan Youxi stepped into the room and sat on the stool next to the bed.
The room was small, with a bedroom at the entrance and a narrow bathroom next to it. Everything in the room was white, except for the pajamas they were wearing.
Nan Youxi raised his hand. The sleeves of his light green pajamas were very clean. Even though he had been wearing this set of clothes for who knows how long, the pajamas were still very clean.
"How is it, have you seen anyone?" The girl turned around with her little butt as the center. She lay on the bed with her head hanging outside the bed board, staring at Nan Youxi's face with smiling eyes.
Her long hair fell to the ground, and Nan Youxi reflexively reached out and lifted the girl's hair.
He divided the long hair into two strands, wrapped them around the girl's neck and tied a knot. The hair hung on the girl's neck, with the lowest point half the height of the bed from the ground.
While tying the knot, he did not forget to glance at the girl's chest. When the girl was lying prone, he could still see a faint hill of skin, but it was completely invisible when she was lying flat.
"I met one and talked to two." He answered the girl's question.
(End of this chapter)