"Ronald!"
"Patricia!"
"Charge---!!!"
Although Ronald had devised a plan to leave the watchtower beams behind.
But just as they sprinted the last dozen ters straight, the beam speed suddenly accelerated.
Faced with this unexpected change.
Ronald and Patricia had no better solution but to run wild, not even taking the ti to look back.
Eventually, Ronald and Patricia shouted each other's nas.
The two dashed out together at the last mont, then crashed into the maze's exit.
Bam!
Whirl—
Ronald and Patricia slamd into the ground, their cute bodies tangled together, rolling in like a ball of yarn.
The choice for courage didn't disappoint.
Just when the beam was about to catch up, they reacted in the nick of ti, evading its capture range, successfully escaping the maze.
Besides so pain from the fall, there was no other problem to face.
"..."
"Hahaha—"
Sitting up, Ronald and Patricia exchanged a glance, unable to hold back their laughter.
Honestly, the maze wasn't dangerous.
The biggest crisis during the challenge was rely being thrown back to the maze's entrance.
Yet for Ronald and Patricia, they experienced a unique adventure, which was indeed a precious experience.
"Alright, let's get up."
After the laughter, Ronald was the first to stand, then he pulled Patricia up from the ground.
At this mont, they surveyed their surroundings, finding themselves in a brand new environnt.
Having gone through the maze, they were now at the core site of the entire military facility, the workplace of the Kingdom of Rooney's senior officers.
Due to the influence of the military aesthetics, the decor here was luxurious, but mainly reflected a simple design language.
Even under the maze's modifications.
The structure here was visible at a glance, allowing quick locational confirmation within the building.
"Oh?"
Ronald raised an eyebrow.
This structure posed a question to them.
Is this the reward site after passing the maze, or does this simplistic design hide further maze challenges?
In such a situation, Ronald directly pulled out the Work Notes.
Previously, the arrow of text pointed straight here, and by gently shifting the direction, it now indicated a room on the second floor.
—Their target was right there.
Ronald took a deep breath and put his Work Notes back into his coat, imdiately opting for the most direct strategy—shouting.
"Mr. Blaze, are you here now!"
"..."
Ronald's first shout went unanswered.
Yet he wasn't discouraged and imdiately repeated his call, persistently seeking a reply.
As it turned out—this annoying approach was quite effective.
After Ronald had shouted fifteen tis, the cult magician trapped in the room for over ten hours couldn't help but respond:
"What are you yelling for!"
"Yes, I'm here, but you think you can co up?"
"..."
Hearing this sound, Ronald and Patricia exchanged looks, almost bursting into laughter.
This thod might be annoying but was quite effective after all.
At least it worked against these cult magicians!
Confirming the target was on the second floor, Ronald and Patricia moved to the side, planning to ascend via the stairs to find him.
But on their way, a new obstacle appeared.
—The stairs were broken.
Though an important military facility, the internal stairs to the second floor were cut off?
Ronald didn't even need to think to be sure it was a new challenge from the maze.
Yet the problem wasn't just this.
Considering the ti spent circling in the maze just now...
"Patricia, we should still have over an hour now."
"To be safe, we should complete this challenge within an hour."
Patricia nodded without hesitation:
"The building's structure is simple, I'll go left, you go right, let's split up."
"Okay!"
Ronald agreed with Patricia's plan.
Or rather, there wasn't a better way to explore the building.
The simple design left no room for secrets, the only place to gather information or changes was from the office doors.
Ronald ca to the right side, reaching out to push the first door.
Click—
Behind the door were ordinary people controlled by the maze.
Their attire suggested they were army staff of so sort.
With high psychological resilience, especially those of this higher identity, they were elite among elites. So when Ronald walked in, they didn't lose composure; instead, after understanding the situation, they actively helped Ronald analyze.
"Sir, we have communicated while trapped here, but the room itself holds nothing to assist your ascent."
"So I boldly deduce—the thing enabling your success upstairs must be the only changeable thing here."
Instantly, Ronald grasped the staff's idea:
"The only changeable thing, isn't it the room doors?"
The staff nodded, saving him from explaining; he then directly offered his strategy:
"You can open and close the room doors while observing the stairs—I feel there'll be so gain."
"I'll try that now." Ronald imdiately accepted the suggestion.
Staff, after all, worked in a professional thought field, so there was no reason for Ronald not to adopt seriously considered conclusions.
After all, these people had been trapped here for over ten hours!
"Patricia, go check the stairs; I've found sothing!"
Ronald shouted from the corridor, Patricia quickly complied.
"Hang on, I'm coming."
"..."
"Ronald, I'm at the stairs now!"
Ronald went over to open the first door—
"How about now?"
"No change at the stairs!"
Ronald stepped over to open the second door—
"How about now?"
"Still no change!"
Ronald pondered a bit, then went to close the first door and open the second—
"Now?"
"..."
"Ronald, a piece of wood extended from the stairs!"
After a brief silence, Patricia's excited reply reached from the stairs:
"The stairs here weren't broken, but hidden in the wall."
"With certain conditions t, they still co out!"
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