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Zhong Kui's Diary
The three of them first approached the manhole and observed for a while. Currently, all the lines are routed through the manhole into the room. Facing the camera, they argued intensely, with Fatty gesturing wildly at the rooftop. If someone were to see us on the camera at that moment, they would think Fatty meant to check the roof.
Kong Xuan pretended to ponder for a moment before nodding. The three of them grabbed the Toolbox and entered the safety passage, heading directly to the 85th floor.
Yes, we could only reach the 85th floor. The 86th, 87th, and 88th floors are reserved for Huang Lao's Golden Blade Advertising. Unless you are an employee of Golden Blade Advertising, you absolutely cannot enter those three upper floors. The elevator in Sky Building only goes up to the 85th floor; to access the upper three floors, one must take the stairs. The only stairway is guarded by twelve Muscular Men. Entering requires not only fingerprint recognition but also a card swipe. That card is a high-tech product used only in certain military bases.
In other words, we cannot enter through normal means.
Fortunately, we did not plan to take the normal route.
After reaching the 85th floor, they immediately turned into a public restroom, as it was the only place without surveillance. Thus, our starting point was from the restroom.
There were five stalls in the restroom, and one of them was occupied by someone using it. The smoke swirling inside suggested that this person was taking advantage of the situation to smoke. The three exchanged glances and each slipped into a stall, waiting for that person to come out. After a while, sounds of tissue rustling were heard, followed by a belt buckle and flushing sounds, and finally, the door opened with gradually fading footsteps.
After peeking out and confirming that no one else was in the restroom, I instructed Fatty to keep watch while I pushed open the window. A wave of hot air rushed in.
Peering out of the window made me dizzy; wow, being hundreds of meters high really is... frightening. I pulled my head back and rummaged through my Spatial Bag for about ten suction cups. These were climbing tools used by Jin Zhao during the Jin Family Incident to install a Projector. Last night when I was with Lingfeng, Lingfeng had given me a whole bunch of them. They were originally intended for Special Police equipment but were discarded in storage because they were inconvenient to carry.
After securing the suction cups, I glanced at Fatty's belly and jokingly said, "Fatty, I feel like using just four suction cups isn't very safe; why don't you tie another one on your belly?"
Surprisingly, Fatty didn't argue back but actually followed my suggestion and tied another suction cup on his belly with a grin, saying, "An Ran threw up this morning, so I need an extra safety measure."
"Did you throw up on your belly?" At first, I didn't think much of it until I suddenly exclaimed after a moment: "Wait, is An Ran pregnant?"
Fatty nodded with a beaming smile: "Yes! This morning I bought one of those test kits and got two lines. Also, my neighbor's last name isn't Wang."
"Ha ha, congratulations!"
The three of them laughed as they tidied up, tossing the excess items into the Spatial Bag. Just then, footsteps were heard outside the door. Fatty immediately dashed to the entrance and braced himself against it.
After a few pushes from outside that failed to budge the door, a voice called out, "What's going on in there?"
"The toilet is clogged with cigarette butts; we're cleaning it up. It's a mess in here, so don't come in yet!" Fatty shouted back.
"Damn, it's clogged again. I'll go downstairs!" The person outside paused for a moment and muttered, "Looks like I can't smoke in the bathroom anymore."
Clogged again? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect such issues to occur frequently in the A-Level office building. Once the footsteps faded away, I first tested the walls of the bathroom. The outer curtain wall was just like the inside of the bathroom, all tiled. As long as crawling inside was safe, it would definitely be fine outside. I crawled up to the Flower Board and back down several times, feeling confident there was no problem. Only then did I cautiously poke my body out of the window and start climbing up gradually.
After much effort, I finally reached the rooftop platform. I flipped over the guardrail and pulled out a bundle of Climbing Rope from the Mustard Seed Pendant, tossing it down about twenty meters. Soon after, Kong Xuan and Fatty climbed up one after another.
Once we stored our gear, the three of us turned to look at the spear-shaped Spearhead. Under the sunlight, the blood-red Spearhead shone with dazzling brilliance, stinging our eyes.
"Is your Fortune God inside this Spearhead?" Kong Xuan frowned and asked.
"It's not me; it's what the Cursed God told me. He’s on top of Sky Building." I recalled carefully to ensure I wasn't mistaken: "The top floor is this Spearhead, right?"
"That guy might not have seen much of the world; he could be referring to the rooftop platform as well," Kong Xuan stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Fatty rubbed his belly and looked around: "That suction cup tied to my stomach made me suddenly need to pee; I have to go."
Ignoring him, I glanced around. This rooftop platform was square-shaped. Besides this Spearhead structure, there were also four large Cooling Towers. The Gun Spire was located in between these four Cooling Towers. To describe it more precisely, the entire rooftop formed a '田' shape with four Cooling Towers in its spaces while the Spearhead was at the intersection of the '田'. On our side where we climbed up, there was also a room between two Cooling Towers; that was the entrance leading to the safety passageway to the rooftop.
"Let's see what's behind those Cooling Towers," I motioned to them with my chin.
The three of them each chose a Cooling Tower and went to check them out.
After circling around one of the Cooling Towers, I found nothing behind it. When I returned to my original spot, Kong Xuan came back from another Cooling Tower, turned around, and went to check a fourth Cooling Tower. When he returned, he shrugged at me, indicating that there was nothing unusual.
After waiting for about five seconds without seeing Fatty return, I couldn't help but call out, "Fatty!"
"What's up?!" After a while, Fatty's voice came from behind one of the Cooling Towers, drawn out for some reason.
"What did you see?" I asked curiously.
This Cooling Tower was large but only about seven or eight meters in diameter. Even if Fatty was crawling on the ground, he should have made a full circle by now.
"I'm just taking a leak," Fatty replied after a moment, still dragging out his words and sounding half-dead. "I just pulled down my pants; why are you in such a hurry?"
I laughed and cursed lightly, turning to observe the Spearhead with Kong Xuan.
After waiting for about two more minutes, Fatty still hadn't come out. I couldn't help but get angry and shouted, "Fatty, are you playing with yourself?"
"Can you just chill for a second? I've only just started!" Fatty responded slowly and sarcastically.
Something felt off. Kong Xuan and I exchanged glances and rushed over to the Cooling Tower where Fatty's voice had come from.
When we got behind it, we saw Fatty happily relieving himself while holding onto Pecker, looking quite pleased.
I immediately felt relieved and smiled at Kong Xuan to head back. However, Kong Xuan looked shocked.
"What’s wrong?" I asked in surprise, wondering if he was stunned by Fatty's Pecker.
"Look closely at the expression on Fatty's face." Kong Xuan's expression was unusually serious, and he suddenly shouted, "Fatty!"
After a while, Fatty finally spoke up: "What the hell—it's so noisy—"
After hearing Kong Xuan's words, I stared at Fatty's face. It was indeed revealing; Fatty's expression seemed to move in slow motion, his mouth slowly opening frame by frame, and then he responded at an extremely slow pace. His movements were at least four times slower than usual.
"What is going on?" I almost shouted.
"I don't know," Kong Xuan frowned and then rolled his eyes at me. "Damn it, you're a Grandmaster-level Expert, and you don't even know to check what's going on?"
"Damn, I almost forgot I'm a master," I cursed and walked directly towards Fatty.
Just as I took two steps forward, Fatty flickered as if he had been electrocuted, flashing twice before... he disappeared right before my eyes.
Fatty had actually vanished without any warning.
I instinctively shouted, "Fatty!"
There was no response, as if no one had ever been there. But I was sure Fatty had just been there because the Cooling Tower still bore the marks of where Fatty had urinated.
"What’s going on?" I turned around and asked Kong Xuan sharply. "Kong Xuan, what is happening?"
"I—I—don't—know!" Kong Xuan took a long time to respond, his voice suddenly elongated.
"Damn." My scalp tingled because at that moment, Kong Xuan was acting just like Fatty, speaking in slow motion like in a movie.
Seeing my panic, Kong Xuan seemed to understand what was happening; a look of horror appeared on his face as he shouted, "Damn it!"
"Don't move!" I leaped forward, my hand shooting out like lightning towards Kong Xuan.
At the same time, Kong Xuan began to shimmer. Just as my fingers were about to touch Kong Xuan's shoulder, he vanished into thin air like a phantom.
"Kong Xuan!" I shouted loudly.
There was no response. Kong Xuan had disappeared right before my eyes, just like Fatty.
"Kong Xuan! Fatty!" Panic surged within me as I rushed to the spot where Kong Xuan had vanished, reaching out with my hands but grasping nothing. I then ran to where Fatty had disappeared and tried again, still finding nothing.
"Fatty! Kong Xuan!" I shouted with all my strength, my voice hoarse and desperate.
The area was silent, as if I were the only person there from the beginning.
I ran frantically around the four Cooling Towers, hoping to suddenly see Fatty behind one of them or to bump into Kong Xuan... I wished that this was all just an illusion, that it was merely a dream.
The more I shouted, the more anxious I became; the more I ran, the more restless I felt. I was slipping into a state of half-madness. At that moment, the door to a nearby room burst open, and four or five Muscular Men rushed in wielding batons. The leader, a man with a bushy beard, shouted at me angrily, "Damn it, you actually came to cause trouble at the Stage! Brothers, beat him to death!"
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