The third floor of the tower, the former site of the Sixth Noble College.

As Ming Che said to Bai Wu, as long as he has money, he can let his children learn a lot of lessons before the Tower era.

In such an apocalypse, music, art, and photography are no longer necessities.

But the third layer is different.

The third layer does not feel the apocalyptic atmosphere at all. People still chase stars, play, work, study, indulge, and fall.

Because they don't worry about the pressure of survival at all, at most they will worry about working too much overtime and affecting their quality of life.

In the first few decades of the Tower Age, people still had a strong sense of crisis, but then there was no sense of crisis. Anyway, there are the town army and the survey army, and there are towers anyway.

There is no shortage of students in the Sixth Noble College every year, because this is the place where all kinds of upper-class skills are learned.

So a few years later, the school had the money to build a new campus, and the old campus, which had not yet had time to deal with, became a place that no one cared about.

In particular, two students had died here, and rumors that it was haunted made even more inaccessible.

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In the storage room in the corner of the gymnasium of the Sixth Noble Academy, Yan Jiu was quietly painting.

Candles are lit in the room, and dusty sporting goods and various ball props are placed around the room.

There's a basketball court right outside the house, but she doesn't like to be too empty.

She actually likes small and confined places, and when she was kidnapped, she offered to be locked in a small dark room.

This surprised the kidnapper with the smiley mask.

Or rather, this girl surprised him from beginning to end.

He likes children with distorted personalities, and in his opinion, such children have great potential to become evil.

Not so long ago, he happened to lose such a child. Fortunately, in a place like the Tower, some unfortunate lives are always created.

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"According to the rest of the story, I should have two endings. Continue to be with you, listen to you talk about the scandal at the top, and then one day, you take me out of here. ”

Or ...... You're going to die here, and I'm going back to the asylum. ”

In the storage room, Yan Jiu closed the paintbrush and looked at the masked man in the shadows.

"And which ending do you prefer?" The Masked Man asked.

"If it had been two hours ago, I would have liked the ending you said I would have liked, but now that I've changed my mind, I don't want to leave here."

"Oh? Why? Do you want to go back to that bunch of lunatics again? Should I have told you? It was a cage, and it was put there? They are all outcasts that no one cares about. ”

The masked man's gaze fell on Yan Jiu's painting.

In a short period of time? She painted a total of seven paintings, the first one? It was a plane with a nervous face sitting on the plane.

The second picture? Is it an arm with eyes? Strange humans with horns growing in the key section.

The third painting is a picture of a tall demon with bone wings on his back, moving against the tide of evil.

The fourth picture, the evil fall with the severed arm? With the other arm? Smashed the cabin of the aircraft to pieces.

In the fifth painting, a human and a woman fall in a blood-red sky, and the woman's hand holds half a heart.

The sixth picture is a sea of crimson clouds. Above the sea of clouds? The nervous woman clasped her hands together in the face of the endless fall.

The seventh picture? It was a short man and a big man, galloping.

Yan Jiu painted very quickly? But the painting is unusually solid.

"I have someone I like now, it's different from what you said? There are people in this world who love me? Am I not an outcast? There are also people who don't even want their lives for me. So I don't want to be evil. ”

Yan Jiu's face was blank.

The white mist is also an expression most of the time, but it doesn't look as sluggish as Yan Jiu.

The relationship between the masked man and Yan Jiu is not so much a kidnapper and a hostage as it is more like a teacher and a student.

He preached a lot about the benefits of becoming a depravity.

Such as absolute freedom, endless life. Especially when it comes to Yan Jiu's emotional inadequacy, once this kind of person becomes an evil fall, he will often evolve beyond the level.

In the world outside the tower, he would take her to a special area where all the evil fell were intelligent and rational. They will like her unconditionally.

And the human race, just living in this tower to deceive themselves, this race is slowly rotting.

Only by becoming an evil depravity can we welcome the vast world.

Of course, just not resisting and becoming a villain is only the first step, and most importantly, to make this girl hate the tower.

Only enough negative emotions can make it evil. So these days, he has also been instilling girls with all kinds of ugliness of human beings, so that they can understand all kinds of tragedies made by human beings.

Combined with the misfortunes of his childhood, Yan Jiu did have the idea of not wanting to be a human anymore, and even hated the world.

But now everything has changed.

"You go, I'll wait for him to save me."

"Is it the person in your painting? He's coming to save you? ”

The masked man looked at the last painting, the blue survey corps combat uniform, and the height difference that could be felt on the drawing paper, and the face, he was not unfamiliar at all.

"Yes, they're already on their way."

The masked man looked at Yan Jiu with a blank face, and then stretched the corners of his mouth with the index fingers of both hands, forcibly making a smiley face.

This little girl can't even express the joy of being liked.

What a good seedling, it is naturally suitable for evil.

Just looking at the last picture, the person he had been eyeing recently, he also felt that he might have to separate from this little girl.

"No one will love you, your identity is too special, and if they save you, you have to go back to the madhouse and never come out. Even then, do you want to go back? ”

Yan Jiu lowered his head.

Being able to leave such a clue for Bai Mist, she is naturally smart, and she is also weighing the pros and cons.

But it didn't take long, and someone's phrase "I must save her" still seemed to echo in my ears. ”

She raised her head and said seriously:

"I don't want to be evil."

"What if someone who comes can't save you?"

"I don't want to be evil, you let me go."

The masked man sighed, nodded and said:

"Since you don't want to, then I can only respect your choice, but one day you will understand that this tower is not worth protecting."

Naturally, the mask could have forcibly taken away Yan Jiu, and with Yan Jiu's physique, he would soon become evil outside the tower.

But the masked man never did.

He never minded using deception, just as the evil fall is free, and the vast world outside the tower belongs to the evil fall.

This statement is naturally a lie, because the evil fall cannot leave the fixed area.

But as long as these lies can make him willingly become evil, he can tell them without the slightest guilt.

"You should go, they're coming soon, the person who came is very powerful, you can't beat him."

The masked man was unmoved, of course he knew how powerful the dwarf man was in the last picture.

This is different from the meeting he planned, he thought that the scene of the meeting would be outside the tower.

He let out a strange laugh:

"It's true that this body can't beat him, but it's a pity to waste the opportunity to fight him in advance."