Si Lei took two steps forward and said, "Wait!"
"Ma'am, I have to return to the team."
"Understood, I won't delay you too long. I have one last question left - I think, regarding the "Guide", maybe we..."
Bree suddenly stopped, frowned and smiled, "I understand what you mean."
Si Lei was a little surprised, "Oh, really?"
Bree lowered her voice and said, "I am happy to make you a friend."
"...That's a real honor."
"I will find a way to leave you a copy of the Guide - if we enter the waiting room before three o'clock."
"That's great...but does this violate the rules in the 'Instructions'? What if I don't find Cabin 12 in time?"
"How does this count as a violation? This just follows the rules," Bree spread out his hands. "Those who arrive first can take as much of the Guide as they want - but it doesn't say that we can't redistribute it according to our own preferences? "
Si Lei stared into Bree's eyes and nodded after a while, "...You are right."
Bree laughed: "Anyway, it's nice to meet you. When we get on the ship, we must have a drink together."
"sure."
After turning around, Si Lei looked down at Will Bree's business card. His social identity was not stated on it. Apart from his phone number, email address and mailing address, the only piece of information was the "Thorn Monk" logo on the reverse. ——Those are three chains of thorns with spikes, which are tightly wrapped around a red St. James Cross, like three snakes spitting out messages, and the snakes' tails meet at the bottom of the cross.
There is also a line of floral slogan printed under the badge: Beyond the darkness, we will regain the glory of our fathers.
…
When Si Lei returned to Hesta and Turan, the "Thorn Monks" behind her had divided into several three-person groups and dispersed in different directions of the hall.
Turan pushed Hesta toward the negative floor, and Si Lei quickly caught up, "Where are we going now?"
"The East Alpha area on the first floor, Jane said there seems to be an exhibition there..." Turan replied softly, "How is it? Did you gain anything?"
"Yes." Si Lei spoke quickly, "I asked him a few questions, and the first few rules should be consistent. Waiting room No. 12, meeting at three o'clock, and storing luggage at the reception desk in advance - they also A group of people were specially left to bring their luggage in, I guess they wanted to try what would happen."
"Oh, nice idea."
"But there may be a discrepancy in the last one," Si Lei looked at Turan. "That person mentioned that 'the one who arrives first can take as much of the Guide as possible.' Although this may be his personal understanding... But I I tend to think that this is their rule."
"Whoever arrives first can take away as many "Guidelines" as possible..." Turan fell into memories, "What do our rules say?"
“I just said the Guide is important, don’t miss it.”
Turan frowned, "...Does the 'unpredictable risk of being late' mentioned in the first rule refer to this? If you go late, the "Guide" will be taken away by others?"
"I don't know," Si Lei said softly, "and they seem to tend to think that this is a training specially designed for them - do you know what kind of group the 'Thorn Monks' are? They don't look like monks... …”
Turan shook her head. Just as she was about to joke about the name, Hesta in the wheelchair suddenly turned sideways and stared at the northeast direction of the hall without saying a word.
"What's the matter, Jane?"
Hesta scanned the crowds in the distance and nearby with a vigilant expression. She clearly felt that something was staring at her in the dark. She was unaware of it until her eyes met those eyes inadvertently.
They were a pair of gray-blue eyes, clear and cold.
"Did you see something?" Turan quickly understood Hesta's reaction, "Is someone following us?"
"It seems..." Hesta whispered, "Not sure."
Turan quickened his pace.
The three of them quickly entered the elevator leading to the negative floor together. Si Lei pressed the door close button several times, and the metal door slowly closed. In the increasingly narrow field of vision, the entire hall looked normal.
"I didn't feel anything..." Turan looked at Si Lei, "What about you?"
"Me neither, but it's better to be cautious."
The elevator began to sink. It was not until it entered the sea that the three of them noticed that it was a viewing elevator - the walls under their feet and the surrounding elevator box were transparent. The elevator did not go down vertically, but at an angle of nearly 45 degrees. The tilt angle slides towards the center of the port hall.
Only then did the three realize that the so-called "Minus Level" was far deeper than they expected, but this was not reflected on the map in the hall.
The elevator opened again after running for about forty seconds, and the scene in front of them surprised them again - there were many tourists in this underwater world. In front of the elevator entrance was the entrance to an underwater restaurant, and many passengers chose to come here. Kill the time and wait until the ticket check-in time approaches before returning to the ground and heading to different piers to board the ship.
"If the entire basement level is Waiting Room No. 12, have we already entered in advance?"
"...No, the waiting room must at least be connected to the dock." Si Lei looked around, and finally looked at Hesta, "Which exhibition do you want to come down to see?"
Hesta raised his left hand and pointed to a poster on the glass wall nearby.
Si Lei looked sideways and saw a dark green poster not far behind her.
"Comes from the deep forest." Si Lei muttered softly.
Emerald green waves or flame patterns form its background. Those lines are intertwined layer by layer, forming a dense network, surrounding the words "from the deep forest" in the middle. It looks like a natural place. An art exhibition with closely related themes, it will be held from January 19th, and today happens to be the last day.
Taking a few steps closer, Si Lei discovered that the font of the title had a very complex texture - it looked like an island seen from the air, but also like deep and shallow vines. Their images and meanings complemented each other, and it was obviously a lot of work. Think less.
Under "From the Deep Forest", there is also a line of light green subtitles: Where will you start?
Si Lei immediately got closer and took a closer look. She stretched out her hand and gently rubbed her chin, "'Where to start' - this question is indeed very suspicious. Do you think it has any hidden meaning, Jane?"
Hesta shook her head and tilted her finger towards the lower left corner, "...curator."
Si Lei followed Hesta's finger and quickly found a familiar name among a bunch of dark brown text in the lower left corner of the poster, "Palan?"
Si Lei's eyes lit up: "Oh, is this an exhibition organized by Palan?"
"I was in the lobby and saw this poster..." Hesta whispered, "I just wanted to...come over and have a look..."
Turan was confused, "Who is Paran?"
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