The air was cold, dark, and damp.
The entire structure was submerged underground, causing the ambient temperature to plummet.
Wu Jin drew in air through his nose. The air inside the match grounds didn’t smell good. It carried the scent of earth, metallic devices, and rust mixed in with strange, acidic substances, all stuck together like glue and lurking in the dark.
Caesar, who was carrying a submachine gun, stepped out first.
“Things aren’t quite right.” He narrowed his eyes and looked ahead with a penetrating gaze.
After the second batch of players were sent in, the elevator squeaked as it rose up, the moving parts making harsh sounds as they collided, akin to an eerie screech.
Wu Jin used the illumination from the weak source of light to stare at the moving track for a long time before retrieving his gaze.
The four of them quickly loaded up their guns.
For strategic reasons, Zoe, despite being a sniper, gave up his usual 12.7mm caliber bullets and replaced them with 9mm bullets that were the same as the ones Caesar and Wen Lin were using.
In Wu Jin’s hands was a 5.56mm assault rifle. As a member of the White Moonlight team that tended towards heavy melee, he took on the role of medium to long range support firepower.
“What was that noise just now?” Zoe frowned.
He had clearly heard a dull noise in the distance before the elevator landed.
“Two sounds, heavy objects colliding, then a small machine gun.” Caesar replied, “Wei Yan... might have gotten beat up by something. Let’s go and sound it out first.”
Soon, however, the few of them were back where they’d started.
They were standing in a sealed space about 30 meters long and 30 meters wide. The walls on all sides were metallic, smooth, and couldn’t be climbed. There seemed to be gaps between the walls, but they hadn’t been able to break them apart.
Zoe frowned, “Let’s first see how high it is. Little Witch,” He turned to look at Wu Jin, “Go to the staircase and measure the wind speed...”
Wen Lin shook his head, “There’s no wind. It should be blocked tight.”
The use of air convection to measure altitude was a common method of exploring the environment, but wind was a required prerequisite for this method.
Zoe stilled for a moment. Wu Jin had just finished calculating with his eyes closed and quickly opened his mouth to say, “80 meters to the surface, and the surrounding walls are 30 meters high.”
On the surface, in the Crosson Show’s live stream room.
Ying Xiangxiang gave an exclamation of surprise, “Worthy of a memory type player. I remember that he was constantly looking at the elevator just now. He calculated the height of the ‘cell’ based on its speed and the time it took for his view of the elevator shaft to be blocked.”
Blood Pigeon nodded and looked at the time, “There’s twenty seconds left before their competition officially begins.”
Within the grounds of the Crosson Show match, a ‘ding’ suddenly rang out in the empty air.
“What was that sound?” Caesar bounced up off the ground, reacting quickly.
The four people on the scene weren’t unfamiliar with the sound in the background... It sounded exactly the same as when the elevator arrived in the twin tower dormitories.
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Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!
Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
