Chapter 295 Still Missing Nails
The ball doesn't speak.
Bai Youwei looked at it with more and more suspicion.
After a while, she said to Pan Xiaoxin: "Go and bring the music box over."
Pan Xiaoxin: "..."
The crystal ball was so angry that he shouted: "Hey! Don't you understand what the ball is saying?! I already said that attacking the inspector is a violation! It is a major violation!!!!"
Pan Xiaoxin, who was about to stand up, froze, not knowing whether to listen to Bai Youwei or Qiu.
Bai Youwei looked at Pan Xiaoxin calmly and gently: "It's okay, we just took it over to take a look, twist the clockwork, and listen to the music. We will not attack it in violation of regulations."
Pan Xiaoxin nodded, walked over with a sullen face, picked up the music box, and walked back.
The crystal ball on the music box snorted coldly: "You'd better not play tricks! Don't try to take advantage of the rules! If there are any violations, the inspector will impose penalties... Ah! -"
Pan Xiaoxin suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud!
The music box was held in his arms, but the crystal ball was thrown out in a parabola, landed heavily, bounced twice, and rolled all the way to the corner!
"Oops! Xiaoxin, are you okay? Get up!" Bai Youwei slapped her chest in fright, "Why did you accidentally fall? Fortunately, you didn't do it on purpose, otherwise you would have been judged as a malicious attack by the inspector!"
Pan Xiaoxin on the ground: "..."
The ball on the ground: "..."
Teacher Cheng hurriedly helped Pan Xiaoxin up and patted the dust on his legs, "Are you okay? Did it hurt from the fall? Oh, be careful when you walk next time. The floor was just flooded. Is there still water that made it slippery?"
Pan Xiaoxin silently put the music box on the table, then glanced at Bai Youwei.
Why did he feel that... Sister Weiwei seemed to have tripped him just now?
Well……
Isn’t Sister Weiwei’s leg disabled?
"Where's the screwdriver?" Bai Youwei said enthusiastically, "Now that the inspector is not here, it doesn't matter if you dismantle it, right? Dismantle it, dismantle it!"
Shen Mo took a screwdriver and opened the music box.
The crystal ball in the corner was covered in dust and slowly rolled back——
The ball pressed against the wooden floor, making a squeaking sound. The floor it rolled over cracked, as if it was bearing the force of a thousand pounds, and a long mark was left, heavy, like silent anger.
It rolled all the way back to the living room and stood motionless as the men tore the music box into pieces.
As they dismantled it, they counted the nails.
"One, two, four...eight..."
"Do you think you can clear the level by removing the music box?" A gloomy child's voice sounded faintly from the crystal ball, "The Doll House lives and dies every season. There are 6,798,052 players staying in the debugging stage. Only those who survived until the autumn 1,289 people! And none of these people survived until winter!"
Bai Youwei looked at the crystal ball on the floor.
The counting sound in my ears has stopped...
Stopped at 12.
They need far more nails than this number.
The ball laughed loudly on the ground: "Haha! Stupid humans! Do you think you can clear the level by removing the music box? Doll House is not the simple game you played before! Its difficulty is unique!"
People looked at the nails on the table and fell silent, with a look of decadence slowly appearing on their faces.
"A doll's house, one season of life, one season of death..." Yan Qingwen smiled bitterly and sighed softly, "I see."
Bai Youwei frowned, "What do you mean?"
Yan Qingwen looked up at her: "Do you remember the first round of summer? Tanxiao and Li Li found a model ship..."
He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant.
Li Li's face was as pale as paper and he murmured: "There are many nails on the ship model..."