They dared not kill Nan Bei out of consideration for Jiang Feng. Now that Jiang Feng was no longer on their side, their refusal to kill Nan Bei was more about using him as bait to deal with Jiang Feng.
Thus, he was captured, and it was a dead end.
"Zhan Ying, hurry up! I heard we're having braised pork for dinner tonight. I still want to get back and eat."
The woman driving in front smiled and said, "If you say so, we should have eaten first. Otherwise, we wouldn't even get to have a last meal before execution. Dying hungry would be a shame."
"Don't say such unlucky things."
"I'm just stating the facts."
The car sped along and soon arrived at the Paradise Research Institute.
A skyscraper that pierced the clouds, estimated to be over a hundred floors, surrounded by many shorter buildings standing close together. It was accompanied by a large garden, making it look less like a research institute and more like a high-end residential area.
Everyone changed into white lab coats. Except for Nan Bei, the others wore masks and followed him out of the car, heading towards the institute.
He presented his identification badge. After the security checked it, they quickly let him through, but the scrutinizing gazes indicated the special nature of his identity.
"They want to kick you out."
Nan Bei said expressionlessly, "Burning bridges is something they do often."
Although Nan Bei came from the slums, he was exceptionally intelligent and was admitted under special circumstances. He had been working at this research institute all along, doing a lot for them.
He was a researcher on the surface, but secretly, he had been trying to stop the wealthy from their insane actions, which was then discovered by Jiang Feng. Su Dan Novel Network.
Jiang Feng wasn't a good person either, but he was unlucky enough to fall for this lunatic Nan Bei, and had to cover for him, going mad with him. He was now in danger because of him.
"Then what do you plan to do?"
In the slight reflection in Nan Bei's eyes, he saw Zhu Zhan's solemn face. He said meaningfully, "I hope I won't have to make a choice soon."
Everyone else thought the same.
He led them to the elevator, but due to their access levels, they could only go up to the sixties floor at most.
They had discussed this on the way. Once they stopped, they would act according to their initial plan.
Zhu Zhan retrieved the weapons she had temporarily stored for them, returning them, and then followed Nan Bei to find the person. The others went to deal with the surveillance and power supply.
They had no access, and the power would be cut off soon, so they took the stairs.
In this building, the stairwells were almost abandoned, with no surveillance or lights, which gave them considerable advantage.
Nan Bei walked, touching the handrail. Zhu Zhan moved beside him as if on flat ground. Perhaps to ease his anxiety, Nan Bei couldn't help but strike up a conversation with her. "Where did you hide their weapons before?"
"A mustard seed space... You're curious?"
Nan Bei had already heard the first part of her sentence and smiled, retorting, "Is it a bit late to ask now?"
"Even if you knew, you couldn't get it. It's no big deal to tell you. It's like telling you that true immortality exists, that there are really gods and immortals. You might not believe it, and even if you did, you could never achieve it. It wouldn't affect me in any way."
Nan Bei: "...So, are you implying that you are an immortal or a god?"
Zhu Zhan remained silent.
Nan Bei, realizing it, stopped asking.
Actually, he understood that these things were not real. Everyone had their own secrets. Nakedness was often ugly, and there was no need to be completely honest with everyone.
"Which floor is he on, approximately?"
"It could be anywhere above the 80th floor. That's where they're kept, so we'll have to spend some time searching."
Actually, he wanted to say he might not even find him.
Today was perhaps a bit impulsive. He should have found the person first, and then brought him away.
Hearing this, Zhu Zhan turned to ask the system, "Can't you use that tracking thing? Help me find the person."
[Host, the beginner's gift package has expired. Now, to track someone, you need to buy a locator yourself.]
Zhu Zhan recalled Nan Bei's words earlier. She had thought that once she found the person, she would attach a wisp of her spiritual sense to him.
But now, all of Chong Yan's soul fragments were in the game world, and so was his spiritual sense. She had miscalculated.
"Buy it."
[It requires points.]
Zhu Zhan frowned, "I don't have any?"
[Of course you do!] The system exclaimed excitedly: [Miss, you earned over 400,000 points in your very first world. You are absolutely a rich lady in our strategy department.]
"Then stop babbling and hurry up and do it."
The system suppressed its excitement, meticulously selected the most reasonable payment method, and bought Zhu Zhan a one-day membership.
[It's done, Miss. You can check it yourself... It seems to be above you, about 80 meters away.]
Zhu Zhan tilted her head and asked the person beside her, "Eighty meters up, roughly how many floors is that?"
Nan Bei was puzzled but still said, "The standard floor height here is 4.8 meters per floor. 80 meters is about 16... 17 floors. We are on the 83rd floor, so the 100th floor!"
He exclaimed, "The 100th floor of this building is a restricted area. If Chong Yan is indeed the person who initiated the holographic era, they would definitely place him in the restricted area, the 100th floor!"