Chapter Ninety-Three

"If one day, the Backrooms enter the Overworld, when the strange comes to the world. The only weapon we can rely on is mathematics.

That's all.

This is the weapon of the gods, and it is also the most powerful weapon that mankind has discovered in 20,000 years of evolution. ”

He turned his head and suddenly smiled again: "There is such a rule in probability.

In a single experiment, there is a small probability that an event will not occur.

Yes, definitely. ”

Chen Qing pointed here, and then pointed outside: "So the information in Zhang Lan's room is true, and here." ”

Before he finished speaking, he was about to speak again when the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

With a "click", the switch behind Chen Qing was pressed, the light bulb lit up, and the light in the room made the two of them feel dim.

It seemed to have something to do with the yellow color of the lights, and they looked at the shadows that appeared under their feet, and their hearts suddenly became alarmed.

The two looked at each other, then retreated to look into the room, and in just a few seconds, several phantoms began to appear in the aisle that the two had vacated.

The phantoms were in a black uniform, and the cuffs were stained with ink.

Their bodies gradually became solidified from the bottom to the top, and after two or three steps, they became entities and walked towards the workstation.

When they pulled out their seats and sat down in front of their workstations, the dark circles on their faces were clearly visible.

"Chen Qing."

She called softly and tugged at the other party's sleeve with her hand, and he turned his head and saw the worry in Jiang Wan's eyes.

"Don't rush ......"

He lowered his voice in response, took half a step back and stopped the other party's body behind, but when everything was done, the people in front of him didn't seem to see the two present.

They move in unison, their heads bowed, their necks about thirty degrees from the tabletop, and they reach out and take the third book from the tabletop.

They brought in pens, and when they turned the third page, all that was left in the room was the sound of the tip of the brush falling on the paper.

"What's going on......" she muttered softly, the rest of the people really didn't notice her?

But the two of them clearly didn't do anything, and they appeared.

"What's on that note?" Jiang Wan tugged at the corner of his clothes, and saw Chen Qing hand over the note.

"You can't be distracted during working hours.

Door-to-door visits are not allowed during working hours.

Lights are not allowed to be turned on during working hours.

Working hours must be unconditionally in accordance with the orders of the superior. ”

Chen Qing looked at them and looked up at the lamp again.

The lights are on, but the lights are turned on before they work, and it only says that they can't turn on the lights during working hours, so what if it's in the dark?

He thought to himself, and with a flick of his fingers, he flicked the switch in the room.

"You ......" Chen Qing squinted his eyes and got used to the dimming brightness, before he asked him a little stunned: "When did you get the pen cap to leave!" ”

"Just now." Chen Qing scratched his ears, but his eyes were fixed on the door where the two of them had entered before.

"It's not! I mean! Why would you go with someone's pen cap! ”

Chen Qing's fingertips were a little stiff: "It's not." What if it is taken out and it is an intangible cultural heritage? ”

She was silent, a little embarrassed in the small room.

She was silent for a long time before a word came out of her mouth. "Awesome."

Just as she didn't know what to say, the dilapidated door was suddenly opened.

The broken door beam was pushed protruding, and the sagging stick was now pushed upwards by nearly ninety degrees.

It's hard to tell if the person who walks in is a person.

Chen Qing's brows gradually furrowed as the figure appeared, the man was dressed in a tattered suit, and there were only strips of cloth near the limbs, but his body was intact, and it could even be called gorgeous.

It has only one eye on its face, but that eye occupies almost half of its face.

Under the eyes, its mouth opens to the point below the ears, it grins, and the teeth in the mouth are evenly distributed throughout the mouth.

It smiled softly, and the brain located in its throat also entered Chen Qing's eyes.

The brain was throbbing, it was definitely its brain, and it reached out and reached into its mouth with its pus-twisted, pagged fingertips, and with its slightly deflated eyes.

"Oh......" it muttered softly, not knowing who it was talking to: "My brain"