Chapter 67 Chapter 67 (1/2)

Rubik’s Cube

Chapter 67

What to do? The red room that was originally their the only way that would ensure their safety was gone.

This situation was very frustrating.

“What—to—do—?”

Duan Wen opened his mouth and mouthed those words. Those three words were easily understood by the others without needing the transmission of sound.

Everyone knew very well inside that their only two options left were the blue rooms on the left and right sides.

The grey rooms were definitely not an option because grey was on the opposite side of blue.

And as for the rooms with the blue balls, it was the same colour as the room they were in now —- Not every same-coloured room had a time difference. They had managed to enter same coloured rooms safely purely based on luck before.

With the current situation, the chance of entering a blue room with a time difference was fifty-fifty.

Their delayed movements made them irritable.

In this room where speed had slowed down, every attempt to move or talk was slow and awkward.

There was no need for pointless talk.

Duan Wen slowly untied the necklace around his neck. It was something issued internally during Tianqiong’s ten-year anniversary. Duan Wen had used a bit of effort to find this one. Right now, he wanted to use it to test the blue room and see if it would be cut into two pieces as a result of the time difference like how it happened to Morita Yu.

Duan Wen threw the necklace at the tallest Song Qinglan who stood in the centre holding the blue ball.

The necklace flew through the air, the ten-year anniversary commemorative symbol shone brightly under the bright lights.

Song Qinglan caught the necklace. With a ‘beep—’ a round hole on the right wall opened. Song Qinglan climbed up the ladder and threw it with great strength into the blue room on the right.

The trajectory of the necklace through the air was extremely slow.

Everyone looked over. They only saw it fall at a speed that was difficult to see as soon as it passed through the hole.

The crisp sound they were expecting to hear when it hits the ground wasn’t heard.

Song Qinglan frowned.

As soon as the necklace entered the blue room on the right, it had disintegrated into shiny powder before disappearing into the air.

If anyone rashly entered the room, the consequence was unimaginable.

He got off the ladder and shook his head at the others, “No——-”

Everyone opened their mouths slightly. Micro expressions that were typically difficult to detect normally had been slowed down by time so everyone could see each other’s true reaction at this very moment. Including Ji Yushi, none of them didn’t feel fear facing such a situation.

There was still a room with a blue ball on the left.

They had to use something to test it out. Duan Wen shook his head to indicate that he had nothing on him that could be thrown.

Unlike other countries, guns and knives were controlled in their country. Even Tianqiong’s Guardians were not given weapons until they reached their mission destination. After they got out of their capsules, they had entered Rubik’s Cube directly without bringing any of the weapons they had brought along with them so none of them had things that could be thrown away.

Throw the communicator? Or their shoe or clothes?

Ji Yushu took out his box of medicine from his picket.

There was also a game console but it was impossible for him to throw that. He could try it with the medicine.

Everyone watched him throw his box of medicine to Song Qinglan.

The medicine box spun slowly in the air before it was received by Song Qinglan.

The moment it reached Song Qinglan’s hands, he noticed that the weight of it didn’t feel right. In the bookstore in PU-31, he had held the medicine box when it was still full.

Song Qinglan climbed up the ladder on the left wall and opened the box of medicine with his back towards the others.

He glanced at it and then turned back.

Like Duan Wen and Lin Xinlan, he saw Ji Yushi standing below looking up at him. His eyes were calm and as usual he seemed to be the calmest and most sensible one.

In the medicine box, three neatly arranged pills were missing. Sure enough, just as Song Qinglan had expected, those twenty or so hours spent alone in the red room wasn’t as simple as how Ji Yushi had made it out to be.

Song Qinglan took out a pill.

He threw it into the room with the blue ball.

The pill was very small. His eyes locked onto it tightly. He watched it fall to the ground — It bounced off the ground a few times but it was still intact.

Song Qinglan returned to his senses and gestured to everyone that it was okay.

The people here however didn’t breathe a sigh of relief. Medicine pills were not living while people were living beings. Would the time difference affect them differently as a result of this? They couldn’t be certain.

The blue ball bounced back to its original position. It floated in the air, waiting for everyone to make their decision.

In that case, who should they send into the room first?

Lin Xinlan took out a dice from his pocket: “This——–”

Song Qinglan narrowed his eyes.

This person, why didn’t he throw something as useless as a dice if he had it on him?

Everyone negotiated slowly and succinctly. By throwing a dice, the person with the smallest number would enter the room first.

Lin Xinlan threw first. He threw a four.

It wasn’t too large or too small. It was relatively safe.

Lin Xinlan smiled.

Immediately after him was Duan Wen. Duan Wen threw a 5, a very safe number. He however didn’t act very pleased and just threw the dice to Song Qinglan.

Song Qinglan casually tossed it. The dice fell into his palm. It was a 2.

Lin Xinlan stored away his smile. Duan Wen frowned. This may probably be the smallest number.

The last person was Ji Yushi.

The speed of the dice falling was very slow. The numbers constantly changed, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1….Because of the height, the dice not only flipped once, it continued to change. The moment it fell back into Ji Yushi’s hand, Song Qinglan next to him had already stretched out his hand to cover it.

Ji Yushi was surprised.

Song Qinglan hooked his lips. He took the dice.

“3—–” Song Qinglan mouthed, “I’m—-the—-small—est—-”

“Cap—–Song—–” Duan Wen called out to him. He probably thought that Song Qinglan was more valuable as a captain and wanted to volunteer himself.

Song Qinglan motioned for Duan Wen to take the ball and open the door.

He didn’t seem to accept any complaints. Duan Wen had no choice but to oblige.

Song Qinglan climbed up the ladder and moved towards the round entrance.

Ji Yushi watched him without blinking. With the scene of Morita Yu’s death replaying in his mind, his palm and forehead was sweaty.

The moment Song Qinglan’s upper body leaned into the room, he subconsciously closed his eyes.