Don't follow the rules

Chapter 188 Qimeng Amusement Park (28)
It is clear that there is something in the words.

An Han knew that this was an obvious topic trap and he shouldn't ask further.

An Han understands the truth that the more he knows, the faster he dies. He regrets his life and doesn't have that much curiosity.

But Ning Yao's expression clearly wanted to tell him that no matter whether he was curious or not, he would drag him into the water.

"I want to do something bold." Ning Yao stared at him, squinting her eyes and smiling slyly, saying ambiguous words.

Feeling the danger, An Han turned his head unconsciously, avoiding Ning Yao's gaze: "Then you just do it boldly, don't tell me, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't help you."

Ning Yao put his hand on his shoulder: "Don't underestimate yourself, if you join the gang, you can help me a lot."

An Han brushed off his hand: "I don't remember our relationship being so good."

Ning Yao was not annoyed, but still smiled: "The reason for pulling you into the group is to inform you, not to discuss with you."

An Han froze, suppressing the fear in his heart, pretending to say stiffly: "I refuse."

"Then I refuse your refusal."

A circle of ink-like black mist suddenly appeared behind Ning Yao, slowly approaching An Han. His pupils dilated in shock: "This, this is..."

Ning Yao scratched his head: "If a person like you doesn't develop into an accomplice, you will definitely cause me a lot of stumbling blocks in the future. I'm not as smart as you. It wouldn't be worthwhile if I fall into your hands."

"So, either join my plan, or I will write your deeds of sacrificing yourself in the ghost story into today's report."

The rippling black mist swayed and condensed into several flexible tentacles, climbing up along An Han's limbs, wrapping around his neck dangerously and intimately, scratching gently.

An Han has no doubts about the danger of the black mist. He is sure that as long as he refuses again, these black mist tentacles will immediately break his neck.

He pondered for a moment, and then boldly said: "I can promise to keep the secret absolutely. With your ability, it is easy to get rid of me without anyone noticing. You...you really don't have to ask me to conspire with you in your 'big event' , I'm really limited."

Ning Yao waved his hand: "Your ability is useful to me, so I don't need to worry about it. Don't be so wordy, the time has come to decide your fate, join? Or die."

An Han lowered his head in despair: "Of course I don't want to die..."

The tentacles of black mist wrapped around his neck slid down his shoulders and dispersed in the air.

Ning Yao stretched out his right hand and made a friendly handshake gesture: "Welcome to join."

An Han sighed, and held his hand back: "My life is also my life, save some money, don't let me die."

"Naturally, you are now my little brother." Ning Yao slapped his chest.

"Chunyu knows your plan?"

"Shh, of course it's hidden from him, and you're not allowed to say it."

An Han was shocked: "He doesn't know? Could it be that your plan is aimed at Chunyu?! No, I will never let you hurt him."

Ning Yao held down An Han who was about to jump up: "It's not a plan against Chunyu, it's just that it's not convenient to tell him about this plan. If he finds out, he will definitely interfere with me... Don't worry, I will never hurt him."

An Han looked at Ning Yao suspiciously, then corrected his expression, and said to him seriously: "I succumbed to your coercion and joined your plan, there is nothing to say that I am inferior to others, I can help you do what I can. But there is only one thing, you must never hurt Chunyu."

Ning Yao muttered: "There is no need for you to say..."

"what?"

"Uh, nothing! I mean, 'powerful'? That's a really ugly word you used."

An Han reversed his cowardice before, and bravely looked Ning Yao straight in the eyes: "Don't change the subject, although I am weak and cannot restrain your plan, but if I find out that you have an attempt to hurt Chunyu, even if you fight hard My life, I will not let you succeed."

"Okay, okay" Ning Yao raised her hand helplessly and swore, "I swear that my plan will not harm Chunyu, nor will I use you to harm him in any way."

Although An Han didn't believe it all, he still let go of his guard a little bit.

"So what do you need from me?"

"There's no rush for this, you won't be needed yet, just wait."

Ning Yao stood up and stretched, stretching his muscles and bones: "What we have to do now is to break the situation in front of us first. Come~ my counselor, do you have any good ideas?"

"Smelly shameless, who is your adviser." An Han cursed with a dark face, pushed his glasses, picked up the floor tiles beside him and began to study.

Ning Yao selectively filtered out his curses and continued: "As you have reasoned before, I only blasted the floor and ceiling because the walls here have a powerful self-repairing function. An attack of this level cannot be done by the talisman blasting." It cannot keep up with the speed of its repair. The previous blasting of the ceiling only relied on the explosion of the talisman and the force of gravity to barely succeed."

"You're right, even if we bomb all the way to the ground floor, we won't be able to get out. I can't break through the wall, let alone the ground floor."

"But it should be different if we find Chunyu and Yingying. Their magic attack power is much stronger than mine. Well, maybe they have broken through the wall and ran out now?"

Ning Yao looked distressed: "If Chunyu and Yingying woke up and found themselves trapped here, then punched the wall and went out, and the wall repaired itself, we will never find them again."

An Han rolled his eyes at him: "If the two of them managed to escape and found that we had lost contact, they would definitely find an opportunity to come back to rescue us from the outside. How could they escape on their own?"

"Haha said so."

An Han ignored him and continued to study the floor tiles.

At first, it didn't feel strange when it was spread on the ground, but as soon as he took it, An Han immediately noticed the strange texture.

It is not as cold as ordinary floor tiles, and its weight is much lighter than expected. It seems to be pressed from a very light and fluffy material.

He pressed it so hard that his thumb could even leave a shallow dent on the floor tile.

"Is there a fire?" An Han asked.

Ning Yao threw him a fire talisman.

"...Is there a lighter?" An Han's eyes behind the lens showed a little helplessness, "I can't activate the fire talisman."

"Hey, what a big deal." Ning Yao helped him light the fire talisman and held it up diligently.

Forget it, so be it.

An Han didn't bother to talk nonsense, and directly put the floor tiles on the fire to bake, but the floor tiles didn't burn as expected.

"Don't be in a hurry to stop the fire, I'll study it later."

An Han took off the floor tiles and scratched the surface with his nails. After a while, a colorful film was torn off the surface of the floor tiles, and its entire pattern was peeled off.

The floor tiles that are not covered by the surface film reveal their original appearance, which looks like a piece of snow-white rice cake.

An Han put it on the fire talisman again, but this time, just barely getting close, the snow-white floor tiles were immediately set on fire, emitting thick black smoke and a pungent smell, and dripping from the edges Melted liquid droplets.

Ning Yao's eyes widened in surprise: "What is this?"

An Han sniffed it gently and confirmed, "It's a compressed foam board."

(End of this chapter)