"Da da da da", footsteps sounded, and Richard entered the stone building and walked to the wooden stairs—A-233 was obviously on the second floor.
The stairs were covered with carpet, but it had not been washed for an unknown period of time. The original color could not be seen at all. It was dark and full of stains.
Richard stepped on it and pulled Pandora up. He didn't feel much softness, but felt an indescribable stickiness under his feet. It was like walking on the surface of a mollusk, and I couldn't help but frown, thinking of the giant octopus I encountered in the sea.
"Creak, creak", amidst the sound of people infiltrating the wooden stairs, Richard reached the second floor and saw the narrow and cramped corridor. Because the walls are very thick and the windows at both ends are very small, only a small amount of sunlight comes in, making it look dark and a bit eerie.
Richard frowned deeply and pulled Pandora deeper into the corridor, scanning the house number.
"230, 231, 232, 233... Well, this is it." Richard pushed the door hard and opened the door to his room with a creaking sound.
Richard pulled Pandora in and saw that the entire room was about ten square meters in area. It was not small, but it was definitely not big either.
There was a carpet on the floor that should have been blue, but because of the humidity in the room, it was covered with moss and lichen, and the ocean blue turned into forest green, giving off a pungent smell. Around the carpet, there are traces of a large amount of various liquids, yellow, black, purple, and the largest one is red. I don't know if it is blood.
There were spider webs hanging in the corners, and the surrounding walls were covered with sharp scratches, as if a madman had scratched furiously with his nails. At the center of the wall was a blooming pink "flower". Looking at the traces, Richard guessed that a bottle filled with liquid had been broken on it.
Looking towards the rest of the place, Richard saw the pitiful furniture, a bare wooden bed, a three-legged table, a chipped candlestick, and two chairs - one of which was already shaky and the other one. He was like a skinny beggar who was beaten to death by thugs with their fists. Large pieces of the brown paint on the surface peeled off, nails protruded from the back of the chair, the chair surface was cracked, and there were a lot of sharp wooden stubbles on the diagonal section, all pointing upward, waiting for someone to sit on it.
The whole room was a complete hellish scene. ,
Seeing this situation, Richard had already made plans to find an opportunity to move out, but that would have to be done until he was basically familiar with the entire White Rock Tower Academy. For now, it’s better not to go too far.
"call-"
Richard took out a breath and murmured: "It seems like it needs a good cleaning."
Turning his head, Richard looked at Pandora, who was still carrying her luggage, and asked, "Do you want help?"
Pandora turned her eyes away, and then back again. With a "thud", she put down her suitcase and staggered towards the bare wooden bed. She found a spot that could barely be called clean, lay down on it and closed her eyes... to sleep. .
Richard: "..."
Shaking his head, Richard walked out of the door with some helplessness. After a lot of effort, he found a bucket and rag downstairs, filled it with water and came up.
After checking that no one was around, Richard closed the door and put the bucket away. He began to cast spells to control the air flow and clean up the dust in the room. Then use the "water droplet condensation" magic to turn into dense water droplets, evenly moisten the stained area, and wipe dry with a rag. Finally, the dust, stains, and the body of a dead black scorpion were all thrown into the bucket. The water in the bucket was completely black, and it was considered done.
As for why there is a black scorpion corpse, then we have to talk about a small incident that happened during the cleaning process.
When cleaning the wooden bed, Richard saw that Pandora moved her body very cooperatively to wipe the bed board clean, and he knew that the other party was not asleep.
After confirming this, Richard looked at Pandora and asked, "Are you sure you really don't want to help?"
Pandora's answer was simple. She lay motionless on the clean bed board.
At this moment, a black scorpion with no eyes and a finger length crawled out of nowhere. He crawled onto the bed and got closer to Pandora's body. When he discovered that it was a living creature, he decisively raised his tail and showed his poisonous hook.
Then... what greeted it was a slap from Pandora.
"Snapped!"
After a crisp sound, the black scorpion did not struggle at all. Faced with the powerful "two-way foil" level dimensionality reduction blow, it directly changed from a three-dimensional creature to a two-dimensional specimen. The erected poisonous hook didn't even break Pandora's skin, it shattered directly.
After doing this little thing, Pandora turned over and continued to "sleep".
After looking at it, Richard understood: he could only clean the whole room by himself, and Pandora would never hope for it. As the saying goes - you can never wake up someone who is pretending to sleep.
Now, you can never wake up a dragon that is pretending to sleep.
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The door opened with a creak. After cleaning, Richard walked out with a bucket, preparing to go downstairs to dump the sewage. And just when I was going out, I saw not far away from the corridor, a graceful girl walked out of a room waving her hands repeatedly with a look of disgust on her face - well, yes, the dormitory of White Rock Tower Academy auditors is Mixed living quarters.
I have to say that White Rock Tower Academy is very rough in its management of auditors.
The main purpose of recruiting auditors is to recover part of the crystal coins, which are the so-called exemption certificates. Once completed, students are left to fend for themselves in the academy. The outstanding ones, like Macbeth, may stand out, while most of the rest will be eliminated after being drained of their value.
Therefore, the treatment of auditors is the worst, the identity nameplates are the worst, and the dormitories they live in are also the worst. They are not arranged uniformly like other students, but are placed wherever there are free rooms. Therefore, freshmen It is very common to live with old students, boys and girls.
This will inevitably lead to some lewd things happening at night, and there may be one man and one woman, one man and many women, many men and one woman, or many men and many women in a room.
More complicated situations are not uncommon. After all, many of the auditors are nobles from various countries. They have learned many tricks from their fathers.
White Rock Tower Academy's attitude towards this is, as long as you don't cause trouble, it's okay. But if trouble occurs, the wizard will take care of it personally.
Freezing at hundreds of degrees below zero, flames at over a thousand degrees, acid that quickly corrodes the body, and lightning that electrifies the human body to a crisp will make unruly people understand what punishment is.
Thinking of this, Richard ignored the girl and continued walking towards the stairs with the bucket.
But from behind, a girl's voice sounded: "Hey! That...that boy, stop!"
"Huh?" Richard stopped and looked at the girl, "You called me?"
"Uh, yes, it's you." The girl nodded, very sure.
"Is something wrong?" Richard asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Something's wrong." The girl nodded and then asked, "You were cleaning just now, right?"
"good."
"Then are you interested in helping me clean the room?" The girl looked over and said with shining eyes, as if to tempt, "There is a reward!"