But it had nothing to do with him. He slung the backpack over his shoulder;
inside that backpack were several Molotov cocktails.
He did not return to the managent office but went back to his ho in Room 304.
After getting ho.
Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran was in the living room and saw the ancient beautiful lady kite that, long ago, the other alternate personalities had taken from the kite serial killer Wang Nuli.
He only glanced at it and did not linger to admire it.
Because he knew he would soon be forcibly pulled back into the inner landscape world by the Danger Warning System.
At that mont, he sat on the sofa.
The strange smile that used to frequent his face was gone, replaced by an all-consuming frost.
It was very cold around him.
The air seed to have frozen solid.
Especially in the dead of night, the silence—despite the lights being on—felt oppressive.
Light should bring security, but every ti people looked at him, that sense of safety vanished instantly.
"The main personality sure is lucky."
"When he was on Earth, he t many people who helped suppress us."
"That alone would be fine."
"Then there’s ti travel, and systems binding him—what other bullshit could appear on him?"
"And this System is so annoying. It lets us out to deal with crises, and once the crisis is resolved, it pushes us back with no power to resist."
"Are we its damn disposable wipes?"
These thoughts kept cycling through his mind.
Gradually, an unwillingness and irritation filled Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran’s eyes, but in the next mont those feelings vanished and were replaced by shock.
"Wait—did I miss sothing?"
"The Danger Warning System must favor the main personality when it cos to main versus alternate personalities."
"But every ti the System acts, it never helps the main personality directly wipe us out;
it just uses us as disposable wipes..."
"So what if the main personality dies? Completely disappears?"
"If he dies, will the System still help him?"
"Before, we and the main personality couldn’t directly et in the inner landscape world like that last ti."
"Therefore, none of us could kill the other."
"But now it’s different."
"If next ti, the outside world’s main personality—who only retains kind mories—encounters a crisis he can’t resolve, and the System drags us out, then the alternate personality pulled out intentionally pretends to be overwheld, causing the full-version main personality to restore."
"Once the full-version main personality enters the inner landscape world."
"All of our alternate personalities strike together and eliminate him."
"And then it’s mission accomplished?"
All of this raced through Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran’s mind.
The more he thought about it, the more plausible it felt.
However, executing this plan posed huge problems.
First: persuading every alternate personality to join.
That alone would be very difficult.
Second: the dication from Arica that the main personality Jiang Ran had been taking had suppressed several of the most perverse alternate personalities into sleep.
Without those few, could the remaining alternates together eliminate the main personality?
"Oh right—those pills... get rid of all those Arican ds. Anyway, the main personality doesn’t have much money;
I doubt he can buy them again!!!"
Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran abruptly stood up, ready to walk into the room and pour those bottles of Arican dicine down the toilet.
At that mont.
The System’s voice descended into his mind.
[ Ding! Crisis detected resolved. Alternate personality returning! ]
With a bang.
Jiang Ran’s body collapsed back onto the sofa.
Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran was forcibly pulled back into the inner landscape world.
Round 28, Day 6.
A little after one in the morning.
Jiang Ran woke up holding his head, face contorted in pain.
Upon waking.
He suddenly scread.
"No! Don’t chase ! Don’t bite !!!!"
Then Jiang Ran shot up from the sofa, staggering as he nearly fell.
He realized he was no longer at the construction sites but back in his own ho.
"Was that a dream?"
Images of being chased by dogs still raced through his mind.
The pain in his butt and the large patches of blood on his body also told him it was not a dream.
Once again, an alternate personality had saved his life.
"Hiss—every ti an alternate personality cos out, I lose part of my mory."
This ti, Jiang Ran’s mory only went as far as being beset by two dogs and struggling with them.
Everything after that was blank.
Still, he had grown used to it.
"Just wonder how Fang Xiao and the others are doing? Sigh, I should still get my wounds treated at the hospital."
He changed out of his bloody outer clothes and pants.
He left Room 304.
He went down to the first floor of the apartnt building.
Stepping outside, the sll of blood hit his nose strongly.
Following the scent to the left side of the building, he saw soone there killing dogs.
The ground was littered with the corpses of several large dogs.
Looking closely, the person was Fang Xiao.
Where he got a big lamp and a water pipe from, Jiang Ran had no idea.
And where was Old Dog?
Jiang Ran didn’t concern himself;
he didn’t want to get involved.
He just wanted to go to the hospital to treat his wounds.
He checked his phone—now it was already two in the morning.
He sighed and looked up at the moon, half-covered by clouds.
He walked to the gate and noticed soone still standing outside the security guard booth.
It was the security guard Xiao Xing.
Seeing him, Jiang Ran asked, "Huh? Are you on the night shift? You haven’t slept yet at this hour?"
Xiao Xing looked at the scattered stars in the night sky and, hearing Jiang Ran, lowered his head and said, "Yes, I’m on the night shift tonight, but I’m also waiting for soone."
Jiang Ran frowned in puzzlent. "Waiting for soone? Like waiting for a delivery?"
He assud Xiao Xing had ordered food;
otherwise, who could he be waiting for at this hour?
Speak of the devil.
At that mont.
A white van drove out of the darkness and slowly stopped in front of the apartnt gate.
A door opened.
A stylishly dressed man in his forties stepped out of the van first.
Honestly, judging by appearance, the man could easily pass for under thirty.
What betrayed him were the composed air about him and the crow’s-feet at his eyes.
Behind him ca another man.
This second man also looked under thirty from his appearance.
But compared to the first man, he genuinely looked his age, not like the older man who simply looked young.
And in terms of clothing, he was nothing like the stylish flair of the first.
In fact, most n around him paled in comparison to the first man’s fashion sense.
Xiao Xing warmly opened the face-recognition gate for the first man and ran out to hug him.
The first man accepted the hug and said, "Xiao Xing, I didn’t expect we’d et again."
Xiao Xing released him and flashed a smile. "I didn’t expect it either. But that just shows our fate."
Jiang Ran watched this scene and still hadn’t figured out who these two were.
Then the second man walked up to him, smiling, and said, "Hello, you must be Assistant Manager Jiang Ran?"
"We’re new tenants. Xiao Zhang told us to co to the apartnt first and then get our respective apartnt keys from you."
"Oh—keys? They’re on the managent office desk on the first floor. You can just take them yourselves."
So it turned out they were new residents;
it was just their arrival ti that was creepily late.
Not only creepy.
When Jiang Ran saw the two of them, the Danger Warning System in his head chid again.
One points 9, the other points 10.
"If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving."
Jiang Ran decided not to deal with all this nonsense;
he needed to go to the hospital to treat his wounds.
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