After the level assessment, the meeting in the studio was dismissed.
According to convention, the trainees were free to do whatever they wanted for the next month.
Zong Jiu stretched and walked to the elevator for A-level trainees. He pressed the button for the stairs.
The elevator for the trainees' dormitory was also very high-end. It was obvious that it was years ahead of the technology in the real world. Just press the button and the trainees would be sent directly to the door. As an A-level trainee, there was no need to wait. From the moment he stepped out of the elevator, there was already a presidential suite attendant waiting for him.
"Hello sir, I am your A-level trainee's personal butler."
The tuxedo attendant bowed respectfully to him. "If you want to change my gender or voice, you can do so in the suite's holographic screen at any time. I will be responsible for your daily life in the A-level suite, including food and beverage services. Just press the butler's bell and I will be on standby for you at any time. "
Wow, that's impressive.
Thinking back to when he was an E-level trainee, sleeping on a hard bed in a ten-person room, he couldn't help but sigh at the evil hierarchy system.
Zong Jiu nodded and walked into the door the attendant opened for him.
Even though he had changed from an executive suite to a presidential suite, the decoration style he had preserved was still the same.
The room was still in the cool Nordic style. The large floor-to-ceiling window simulated a snowy forest. The only difference was that there was an additional door next to the window. When he opened the door and walked out, he saw a small backyard with snow falling.
The fireplace embedded in the wall was burning just right. The reddish-brown wood piled up under it was clearly burning, but strangely, there was no smoke.
The suite was big enough. It was almost three times the size of the B-level trainees' dormitory. The small bathtub in the bathroom had been turned into a built-in surf pool. Zong Jiu mentally compared the pool to the large bathtub in No.1's room. He shook his head. He still felt that his surf pool was much more pleasing to the eye.
There was an unknown cold incense burning in the room. The fragrance was strong.
Almost as soon as Zong Jiu walked in, took off his shoes and stepped barefoot on the furry carpet, the British Shorthair, who only knew how to sleep all day, jumped out of its nest by the fireplace. Its fat ball-like body bounced on the carpet and bumped against the white-haired young man's pants.
Zong Jiu was flattered.
He squatted down and skillfully wrapped his hands around the cat's legs, lifting it from the ground to his chest.
"Hiss … You've gained weight again."
Lan Bai meowed twice and licked its paws.
The white-haired young man narrowed his eyes.
The room had changed, but the cat was still there.
Previously, the suite was not that big, and it only needed to run two laps to reach the top. Now, this suite should be enough for it to sleep more comfortably.
So he held the cat in one hand and picked up the colorful amusement park rule book on the table with the other. He quickly went to bed and opened the book to read.
Just as the main system had said, this special scenario was opened to help the trainees heal their souls.
There was a large grassland on the left side of the playground and a large crescent-white sandy beach on the right side. If he remembered correctly, that place used to be filled with rocks and reefs. Now, it had been completely rebuilt and incorporated into the theme park by the main system.
There were more than three hundred types of rides written in the tour guide alone, and this did not include duplicate rides. For example, four roller coasters of different sizes were all grouped into one. The area was so vast that it even included the seaside. There were hot air balloons, motorboats, skydiving, cliff bungee jumping, and other exciting rides.
At the end of the book, it was written that in order to let the trainees experience the joy of the amusement park, a special experience card would be issued for every ride. As long as they could play all the rides in the park within a month, they could go to the central castle to exchange for a C-grade blind box with the completed experience card.
This reward was not bad.
Although there were many rides, there was still a month's time. Moreover, the most thrilling ride was bungee jumping, which paled in comparison to the terrifying instance dungeons where people could die at any time.
As long as it took time, there was no need to pay any price. Presumably, many trainees would choose to collect the experience card, especially the newbies who lacked items and survival points. Moreover, the reward was a C-grade blind box. If they were lucky enough to get a special item, then they would really earn a lot. It could be said that from the perspective of the event, the main system was being kind.
It was indeed quite lively.
Zong Jiu laughed and turned the page.
After the introduction of the tour guide, it introduced the two-day Halloween Battle Royale that the main system had mentioned.
Playing was secondary. Of course, the special event was what everyone was most concerned about.
Sure enough, this time, the evil main system did not let them down.
The Battle Royale would be held on the nineteenth and twentieth day of the month.
In fact, it was only one day. As for why it took two days, it was because the event would start at nine o 'clock in the evening on the first day and continue until six o' clock in the morning on the second day.
When the Heavenly Master System released hundreds of different ghosts into the theme park, these ghosts all looked different, and their personalities were also different. Some ghosts liked to skin people, some liked to add a pot in the middle of the amusement park and throw people in to cook and eat, some liked to collect people's eyeballs, and some ghosts liked to catch people and tie them to the drop machine. Then, they would turn off the brakes and let the drop machine soar into the sky. Then, they would enjoy the scene of the people falling down and being smashed into a bloody pulp.
Of course, in addition to these bad ghosts, the guide also specifically noted that there might be good ghosts with good hearts. After being caught by the good ghosts, they would only scare you and would not kill you. Of course, this was just for show. When the time came, which trainee would be stupid enough to care about which ghost was good and which ghost was evil? Their first reaction when they saw a ghost was not uniform: Run!!!
Every hour, the main system would announce the location of a new safe house.
As long as the trainees were in the safe house, they would not be killed by the ghosts. However, the safe house location would change every hour. The trainees had to move from one safe house to another.
The rules of the game were that as long as you could survive in the amusement park for ten hours without being killed, it would be considered a normal clearance.
A normal clearance would give you an A-level blind box draw and 3,000 survival points. The rewards could not be said to be not generous. It was likely that many trainees who were thinking of giving up would reconsider after seeing this. After all, Xu Sen had obtained an A-level item and was the best example of flying from C-level to A-level. Who knew how many people were jealous of him.
In addition, there was a special clearance mission in Battle Royale. As long as you could complete this mission, you would get an S-level blind box draw.
However, in general, this activity was a voluntary activity. Trainees who wanted to participate only needed to stay in the amusement park on the 19th at nine o 'clock in the evening. It was not compulsory to participate.
After reading, Zong Jiu's interest was piqued.
A month of rest was a bit long for him. It would be too boring if he did not move his muscles and bones.
Besides … wasn't the amusement park one of the magician's favorite stages?
He put the manual aside and his eyes darkened. He picked up the sleeping cat lying on his chest and placed it on another pillow. He jumped off the bed and took off his jacket.
The temperature of the fireplace in the room was too high. With the central air conditioning turned on, it did not fit in with the snowy scenery outside.
After returning from the dungeon, he had worn the blue and white uniform for 120 days. He had also changed back into the clothes Zong Jiu had worn before.
Zong Jiu had never cared much about what he wore. Even though the first floor of the horror trainees' dormitory was an indoor city, he did not choose many clothes for himself except for the last disguise.
The white-haired youth walked to the wardrobe.
Fortunately, the A-level housekeeper was considerate. Not only did the suite have all the daily necessities, but she had also chosen clothes from Zong Jiu. Every piece of clothing fit his body perfectly.
Zong Jiu glanced at the wardrobe and pulled out an ordinary white shirt from the pile. He tossed it onto the bed.
With his back facing the wardrobe, he undid his hair tie and undid the buttons on his shirt one by one.
His white hair fell, covering his swan-like slender neck. The thin fabric slid down his shoulders, revealing the beautiful lines of his back.
Magician had always had a good figure. His legs were long and straight without any excess fat. Due to the lack of pigment, they were so white that they seemed to reflect light in the dim room.
After doing all this, Zong Jiu bent down to pick up the dirty clothes on the floor. He stepped on the carpet and turned to the bathroom to throw them into the laundry basket.
The youth curled up on the ceiling, casting a sunken shadow under the warm spotlights. It was dazzling as it reflected the dancing flames in the distance.
With his back facing the room, he curled up on the bed. The British Shorthair lifted its head and looked at him meaningfully.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but there was a trace of dark gold in the usual cat's icy blue eyes.
After the white-haired youth walked into the bathroom and the sound of water came from the surfing pool, the British Shorthair walked lazily to the bathroom.
Unfortunately, its smug pace did not last long.
Just as it walked into the bathroom, an irresistible force came from the top of its head.
Magician's well-defined fingers pinched the back of the cat's neck.
Under the pressure that cats were most afraid of, the British Shorthair was lifted from the furry carpet into the cold air. Its four feet flopped in the air and it meowed helplessly. It looked weak and helpless.
What kind of bad intentions could a kitten have?
Zong Jiu sneered. "Keep pretending. Keep pretending."
He touched the top of the cat's head with his other hand. As expected, he touched a cold puppet string.
"You've grown up, No.1. You can even control a cat. Shame on you."
Sure enough, after its identity was exposed, the British Shorthair immediately stopped its futile struggle. The gold in its eyes expanded and became cold, dangerous, and incorporeal.
"Do you want to know where you exposed yourself?"
The white-haired youth raised his eyebrows. He casually grabbed the puppet string and slowly broke it.
"This cat has always ignored me. It feels wronged to live under the same roof as a human."
"Only you. Ha, you don't even look like one."