Chapter 1285: Workshop of Truth
“Wait,” Dr. Jia pointed out the inconsistency. “Aren’t there supposed to be seven rooms? This is only the sixth one. Why is it the last?”
“Whatever,” Wang Zikai said impatiently. “The sooner we get this shit done, the better.”
“I agree, but it’s still better to confirm it,” Dr. Jia said in a patient tone, but he cursed at Wang Zikai in his mind, What do you know, you imbecile!
Cerulean Dog said coolly from under his mask, “We’ve always been in the seventh room.”
“What do you mean?” Zhang Wei asked.
Cerulean Dog didn’t answer. It didn’t seem like he would. They exchanged a glance, each coming to a speculation.
“Let’s go to the next room first.” Vermilion Bird believed that making progress was more important than getting to an answer now.
“Of course.” Cerulean Dog took a step forward. “I’ll count down from three. You’re going to all jump at the same time.”
“Again?!” Zhang Wei’s face darkened and distorted. “I’d rather not see that again. It’s seared into my brain.”
White Dew scoffed. “I remember someone saying he’s accepted it.”
“That’s neither here nor there. Acceptance doesn’t mean I’m a masochist.” Zhang Wei argued.