The old man from Room 301 didn't give up and kept knocking on the door. Hearing the chaotic knocking outside, Qin Fei initially wanted to go out and yell at him. But he worried that the old man might have a heart condition or sothing at his age, and he didn't want to be blad for any mishap.
So he simply put on headphones and turned the ga volu up to maximum. This way, no matter how fiercely the knocking continued outside, he couldn't hear it anymore.
After knocking for a long ti and seeing Qin Fei wouldn't open the door, the old man from Room 301 could only sigh in defeat and slink away, apparently giving up for now.
In the live stream room:
[This 25th round is amazing! First Jiang Ran, now Qin Fei. Though both just got lucky, at least they survived this disaster!!!] comnted one viewer, clearly relieved because he had bet 230,000 on Qin Fei during the betting session. If Qin Fei had been killed by the old man from Room 301, he would have lost all his money.
Middle-aged Uncle: [Alright, now there are three ways to deal with the old man from 301.]
Domineering Female CEO: [This 25th round's participants are quite interesting. I wonder how the others will fare?]
These live stream viewers could freely switch between different cara feeds to observe everything happening in the apartnt building. They weren't limited to the main broadcast view. However, after switching through various feeds without finding anything particularly interesting—like Jiang Ran or Qin Fei interacting with the serial killers in the building—many logged off to wait for the evening's welco party. Usually, sothing interesting happened during these welco parties.
Of course, these viewers weren't idle people either—they all had their own lives and responsibilities. They only watched the stream during their free ti. Because of this, they often missed exciting monts, especially when test subjects got eliminated. Though the organizers provided replays, it wasn't as thrilling as watching live.
Ti passed quickly, and soon it was 7:00 PM, just half an hour before the welco party. Jiang Ran left Room 304 early, took the elevator to the first floor, and found the activity room that manager Xiao Zhang had ntioned.
The activity room was quite large, with a very long table in the center surrounded by tal folding chairs. It had clearly been decorated, with a birthday party-like atmosphere. A red banner hung on the front white wall: "Warmly Welco Five New Residents to Alice Apartnt!!!"
When Jiang Ran arrived, several people were already in the activity room. Besides two staff mbers setting up, the others were probably residents of Alice Apartnt. Jiang Ran didn't approach to greet anyone but simply found a seat and sat down, soon pulling out his phone to pass the ti.
As 7:30 PM approached, more and more people arrived in the already-decorated activity room. And with each new arrival, the system's voice in Jiang Ran's mind began rapid-fire announcents like spitting out beads:
[Ding! Dangerous person detected. Please distance yourself imdiately!
2 points,
2 points...]
[Ding! Dangerous person detected. Please distance yourself imdiately!
6 points,
6 points...]
[Ding! Dangerous person detected...]
Listening to these alerts while observing these seemingly ordinary residents, Jiang Ran couldn't help but show an expression of utter disbelief. He was completely exasperated with the system. Couldn't it even lie convincingly? Was he in a prison? Were all these people vicious criminals? How could every resident in a perfectly normal high-end apartnt be dangerous? This was absolute nonsense!
Finally, 7:30 arrived, and almost everyone had gathered. Especially important was the arrival of Xiao Zhang, the manager organizing this welco event. Seeing that almost everyone—particularly all five new residents—had arrived, Xiao Zhang began the welco party.
All participants sat around the long table while Xiao Zhang stood at the front with a smile: "Welco everyone to tonight's welco party! Alice Apartnt has five new residents this ti. Let's give them a round of applause!"
Clap clap clap clap. The activity room filled with applause.
Then Xiao Zhang continued: "To help our new and existing residents build friendly relationships, we'll now have our five new residents introduce themselves!"
"First up, Mr. Qin Fei!"
Following Xiao Zhang's gesture and gaze, everyone looked toward one spot. Qin Fei, uncomfortable under so many stares, quickly stood up and said: "I'm Qin Fei, 20 years old, a college student." Then he imdiately sat back down.
Faced with this extrely brief introduction, Xiao Zhang seed accepting and moved on: "Next, Mr. Wang Xixi!"
Wang Xixi was a man with average looks but very fashionable clothing and hairstyle. He stood up and said: "Hello everyone, I'm Wang Xixi, 27. Though currently unemployed, I'm working hard to reform my band." After glancing around, he sat down.
This introduction was clearly more substantial than Qin Fei's. Imdiately, another fashionably dressed young man in his twenties smiled and said: "Wang Xixi? So you're in a band too? I used to be in one that recently disbanded. Maybe we could form a new band together?"
Wang Xixi was surprised to find another musician among the residents: "Really? Though I only do lead vocals, not other positions."
The young man laughed: "Perfect! I can play any position except vocals—never got blessed with good singing pipes. After this, want to check out my place? I've got several great guitars, including one signed by Acallon."
"Really?!"
Unlike before, Wang Xixi's eyes now shone with excitent. The guitar was his favorite instrunt, and Acallon was the world's top guitarist! Just seeing his signed guitar from afar would be an honor—getting to see it up close? That would be incredible!!!
In just these few exchanges, it was clear these two were kindred spirits getting along famously. The other residents, all quite polite, didn't interrupt their conversation despite not being particularly interested in bands or music.
After their exchange ended, Xiao Zhang continued: "Now, let's have our third new resident introduce himself—Mr. Murong Fu!"
"Murong Fu?"
Jiang Ran, sitting on the right side, looked toward the moderately handso man standing up on the left, thinking what a morable na this was. After all, everyone knew "Northern Qiao Feng, Southern Murong Fu." He just wondered if this world had that famous novel "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils"...
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