As soon as Rosie’s voice was heard, Elder Carter had an ominous premonition.
But, holding onto a sliver of hope, he expected it to be rely Nora Scott’s trick, aiming to make them believe she really held sothing over them to achieve her goals...
So he strode boldly into the study.
Once he went in, he never ca out again.
The six remaining elders: ???
Could he have been trapped inside and killed?
At least there should be so sound!
Half an hour later, Rosie’s voice once again echoed in the living room, but instead of unnerving "evidence," it was reminding them they could eat, asking Amy to go upstairs to get lunch for a few elders.
Amy went to the second floor upon hearing this.
As she reached the corridor, she saw a door of a room open, and Rosie peeked out. Seeing her, Rosie waved her over to pick up the lunch.
Amy walked over and saw three bags on the floor containing takeout boxes, unmarked. She was stunned and asked, "Did you make this yourselves?"
"No, it’s takeout from Virtue Retreat."
Amy was surprised, "Virtue Retreat delivers takeout?"
Blinking, Rosie said helplessly, "...I’ll explain it to you later."
"Hold on," Amy wanted to leave with the takeout, thought better of it, and turned back, asking suspiciously, "There’s no movent on the first floor, the front and back doors are sealed, so where did the takeout co in from?"
Rosie said matter-of-factly, "This is the chanism Villa."
"Huh?"
Amy was baffled.
She was different from Rosie; since she initially clashed with Nora Scott, they had never gotten along well. Nora Scott could tell Rosie most of the chanisms in the chanism Villa, but for Amy, she only introduced it as "the chanism Villa," without revealing an extra word.
Amy wasn’t interested in chanical Techniques, and after Rosie had ntioned the Sullivan Clan’s chanism City, it was just that, so she hardly paid attention to the chanism Villa.
"Ahem," Rosie felt a bit awkward, thought for a mont, then explained, "it ans there are actually many ways to get in and out of the villa..."
Rosie tried her best to explain softly to Amy.
Amy sensed her difficulty and didn’t press further, responding with a vague "Oh" before leaving with the lunch.
...
That day, Elder Carter stayed in the study for the entire afternoon.
Not until nightfall, with the other elders discussing whether to go in and check, did he finally co out. But he was like a changed person, pallid and despairing, as if his soul had been siphoned away.
He walked numbly up to the Mansfield siblings, "Give a new hall regulation."
—He had torn his copy to shreds.
???
The Mansfield siblings exchanged a slightly surprised look.
They had as many new hall regulations as they needed. Barton quickly took out a fresh copy and handed it to Elder Carter, who didn’t even look at it closely before signing his na and stamping it with his seal.
The elders: ???
What kind of inhumane torture did you endure in the study?!
Their astonishnt wasn’t diluted in the slightest.
An afternoon’s ti was enough for them to read the new hall regulation through once or twice.
The existence of the new hall regulation greatly diminished their power and authority, even to the point of sidelining them. They were accustod to the sensation of being surrounded by people wherever they went, inside and outside the halls. The outco of the new hall regulation was sothing they absolutely couldn’t bear.
And, the one thing they couldn’t understand was—
The new hall regulation would equally weaken Nora Scott’s power significantly. Why would Nora Scott do such a seemingly foolish thing?
What was even harder to believe was that Elder Carter, who should have been on their side, changed his mind in rely one afternoon, signed his na without a word.
Afterward, he sat down as if dead, watching them silently with a chilling presence, as if waiting for one of them to fall as he did.
This deanor made a few of the elders a bit panicky.
Soone went forward, trying to probe Elder Carter, but Elder Carter refused to utter a word, only let out a cold sneer, then played mute.
Soon, Rosie’s voice echoed once more—
"Elder Carter, you can choose to take twenty-one million and leave, or you can choose to stay here and leave in seven days."
Elder Carter fixed his gaze on the other six, his expression bone-chilling, as he enunciated, "I’m not leaving."
The six elders: "..." Damn, this just got more terrifying.
What exactly happened? Ahhh! It was driving them crazy!
Elder Carter got the exact effect he wanted, clamping his mouth shut and refusing to say a word, sitting quietly while eating his dinner, all the while intermittently gazing at them and occasionally letting out a cold laugh, making everyone uneasy.
...
As the night grew later, two quick-tempered elders, unable to figure out the chanisms, resorted to violence, smashing windows, doors, walls, but to no avail. Later, after demolishing the entire living room, they intended to storm the second floor to confront Nora directly, but as they turned at the second-floor corner, an iron door descended from the sky, blocking their access to the second floor.
The two n shouted and hollered, making a spectacle of themselves until they were utterly exhausted, eventually returning downstairs. What they didn’t expect was that as soon as they stepped off the last stair, soone’s foot slipped, and the floor sank beneath them. Before they had ti to react, the floor suddenly split open, and the two plumted down.
In re seconds, the floor closed up again, and the two elders had vanished without a trace.
This scene left everyone in the living room stunned.
Even though they clearly knew they were in the chanism Villa, they only thought of it as having "windows and doors that couldn’t be opened," never imagining that an unassuming villa like this could contain such traps...
chanism traps just like those in martial arts dramas!
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