"Damn, so ugly." Meng Fei muttered.
After Meng Fei finished mumbling, he folded the five pieces of paper again and again and stuffed them into the small pocket on the front of his coat. Before he was done, Meng Fei tore off all the other papers with drawings on them.
Two pieces of paper form a group, and they are all folded into paper.
The paper of the picture album is relatively thick to begin with, and when folded it becomes squeaky and round.
Meng Fei took five thick pieces of paper and folded them into the shape of a little fox.
Meng Fei took the bulging piece of paper and threw it to the ground. The white blanket was thick.
The paper clattered without making any sound.
Meng Fei: "Tsk, what a rubbish."
Meng Fei thought for a moment and went to the bathroom again.
It had the same face as Meng Fei, but now it only had one arm, one leg, and a torso.
Meng Fei walked over and without hesitation started tearing off the blue and white hospital gown.
Tear it into small strips of cloth, and then Meng Fei threads the small strips of cloth into the gaps in the paper, strings them into a string, and finally ties the little fox on it.
Meng Fei tied a bunch of paper strips around his waist, looked in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, very powerful."
Then Meng Fei went to the bedroom and dragged Maomao out.
The dog-shaped monster with the size of an adult Tibetan mastiff is extremely gentle. Meng Fei pointed at it in the bathtub.
"Save food and eat when you're hungry."
Maomao used her own two pairs of eyes to look at this mentally retarded master with a hint of helplessness.
Meng Fei dragged Maomao back to the living room and said, "Okay, let's continue watching TV."
At this time, it's TV time, 3:10 in the morning.
Meng Fei really sat on the sofa and watched TV all night.
The moment it dawned, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Fei had no reaction. It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon, after he had finished most of his meal, that he was ready to contact the hotel staff.
Meng Fei opened the door of the hotel. Although it looked like it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Fei still didn't go out.
Now, many players from other countries have left their hotel rooms, and the rules for staying in the hotel for one night have also been completed.
Meng Fei did not speculate on life and death. He looked into the void and waved his hand.
"Hey, hey! Can you see me?"
"Now listen carefully to what I say. I need to know if there is any information that I have missed. If so, please tell me."
"Also, you can call me now. I'll give you ten minutes to prepare."
"Also, I want to call the dean. Could you please bring the dean over to me?"
"By the way, in order to prevent you from saying something useless to me, I'll tell you all the information I know again."
Meng Fei recited all the rules and his findings, focusing on the issues he still failed to understand.
"Please use the guest room phone to contact the front desk, and the hotel will compensate you. What will be the consequences of this? Have any players experienced this?"
"Okay, that's the end of my problem. You must call me in ten minutes."
Meng Fei stood at the door of the hotel and counted six hundred.
Zhao Qi and Yin Hele were both nervous and a little excited.
Zhao Qi quickly sent someone to find the director of Qingshan Mental Hospital. His men quickly returned within two minutes of leaving.
"Team leader, um, this old man said he is the director of Qingshan Mental Hospital."
The person who walked into the conference room was an energetic little old man who looked to be in his seventies, with gray hair.
The little old man walked in, looked at everyone, and sighed softly.
He said: "Finally we sent him in."
This sentence contains too much information!
Zhao Qi's expression turned serious, "What do you mean?"
Shen Xiuqing had a look of sorrow on his face and said, "You don't understand my pain."
Zhao Qi: "..."
Everyone in the room was speechless.
Meng Fei learned all the emotional stuff from Shen Xiuqing, right? !
Shen Xiuqing walked to the empty seat, sat down very familiarly, and said: "You continue, you continue, I will listen."
Zhao Qi had no time to pay attention to him and quickly consolidated the information with everyone.
The speed was very fast. In ten minutes, they integrated all the information that Meng Fei didn't know.
Then, Zhao Qi dialed the number connecting Meng Fei.
The blood-red phone flashed with an ominous color.
Meng Fei threw the phone into the bath and could only let Zhao Qi and the others make the call.
But there is a slight chance that this call will be made to something else.
Zhao Qi was lucky this time. When the phone rang for the tenth time, a service staff with a stiff face, as if he had been dead for ten days, appeared out of thin air holding a dinging landline phone.
The service staff was wearing a black uniform. When he saw Meng Fei, he grinned and his mouth was very red.
He stood in front of Meng Fei and said: "Hello, dear guest in room 404, this is your phone number."
The blood-red wires of the landline penetrated from the service staff's cuffs. He stared at Meng Fei with a stiff and horrifying smile and a pair of cold eyes.
Meng Fei didn't panic at all and answered the phone.
Zhao Qi said quickly: "The people currently using the guest room phones have not asked the hotel for compensation. There is no way to answer this."
"But a player called at the time shown on the TV at 9:24, but the service personnel who came were wearing white uniforms and killed the player."
"The service member said something after killing the player."
"Don't be afraid, he's here to replace you."
"Also, in some rooms, crows appear instead of squirrels. But we don't know what effect the crows have."
"As for other information, we are unable to provide it, sorry."
Meng Fei listened calmly and said, "A player who walks out of the room is considered to have passed the level?"
"Yes, they will go to the next rule monster talk." Zhao Qi said quickly.
Meng Fei looked at the service staff with a stiff smile in front of him and asked, "One more question, has anyone found the real guest room phone number?"
As soon as Meng Fei's question came out, everyone felt chills.
What does it mean?
Could it be that the red telephone in the bedroom is not the guest room telephone? !
Zhao Qi was also excited by the question.
Shen Xiuqing came over and said, "Meng Fei, let me tell you, I saw a player preparing to run. He ran three meters ahead. There was a white telephone at the end of the corridor."
Meng Fei: "Okay, I understand. Dean, do you miss me?"
Shen Xiuqing: "No, do you still have any questions? There's still half a minute."
Meng Fei said: "No problem, goodbye."
Just hang up, Meng Fei hung up the phone.
Zhao Qi was dumbfounded, "No, this, I still have something to ask!"
Shen Xiuqing: "You actually expect a lunatic to be obedient?"
PS: The weird rules story is really mind-numbing. If you like it, remember to comment, like it, and send some free gifts. I will work hard to write this book, okay~
