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The door clicked shut again, shutting out the obsession at the doorway.

The corridor was just as it had been when the three of them arrived...

However, a two-foot-wide dark red drag mark on the carpet silently testified that a violent incident had recently occurred here.

The drag mark was still wet, stretching from Wonka's doorway all the way to the corner of the stairs.

Ren Yi was momentarily stunned.

To prevent Noah from exaggerating when he said "I will not die," he was quite careful with his knife, deliberately avoiding the lungs, aorta, and ventricles.

Although it was pierced through...

However, this level of physical puncture is roughly equivalent to a flesh wound for beings of their level.

But isn't this scene a bit too exaggerated?

That amount of blood is almost as much as a slaughterhouse starting up!

Noah... is he some kind of fire hydrant?!

A sense of foreboding flashed through Renyi's mind.

Hopefully, this guy is either alright or dead, and not half-dead and holding a grudge against me, that would be troublesome.

......

Walking down the red carpet back to room 303 on the third floor, I could hear a cacophony of whispers coming from under the door before I even got close.

Push the door open at will.

Besides the dusty smell of the previously empty room and the raw seafood smell from Liv and Sean, there was also a strong smell of blood.

And his friend—

Nathan, Klaus, Luigi, and Sean formed a somewhat irregular semicircle, solemnly gazing at Noah's corpse lying on the floor.

Aurora frowned, her hand hovering above the 'corpse' glowing white.

From Noah's open robe, one could see that the wound on his left chest was just a faint scar... but he had his eyes closed and remained motionless.

"Still not alive?" Renyi approached and asked.

Aurora shook her head in confusion, and asked:

"The wound has healed, and I've checked his vital signs and they seem fine. Could it be shock caused by excessive blood loss?"

"...Then there's nothing we can do."

With a regretful expression, he spread his hands and said, "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural course of life. Please accept my condolences, observe a minute's silence, and then dispose of it."

Nathan immediately cooperated by pretending to take off his hat, cover his chest, and lower his head.

"Oh! Poor Mr. Noah, he left us before he could finish his treasured gummy bear..."

"hiss--"

A soft gasp interrupted Nathan's half-finished eulogy.

Noah, who had seemingly "cooled down," twitched his eyelids twice before slowly opening his eyes.

He sat up abruptly, raising his hand to cover the back of his head:

Why does my head hurt so much?

The engineer nervously touched his nose, his eyes darting around as he pretended to examine a crack in the ceiling.

It seems like when I was going down the stairs just now...

Noah's head accidentally made intimate contact with the steps a dozen or so times.

Noah rubbed the back of his head, his gaze sweeping warily over everyone's faces before finally settling on Ren Yi.

"Who are you? Where is this? And who...am I?"

The three consecutive amnesiac events.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The sorrow on Ren Yi's face vanished instantly, and she immediately stepped forward, smiling warmly.

"Your name is Li Si. You were unfortunately caught in a shipwreck, and we rescued you... Don't be afraid. You were seriously injured, so it's normal to have a headache."

"Li Si?"

Noah squinted, scrutinizing Ren Yi's overly sincere face, and found no flaws.

"Yes, Wang Wu is my younger brother. We live next door to the Mianyang community."

Noah was silent for a moment, then let out a cold snort, his feigned weakness vanishing completely:

"I knew you'd say that!"

He stood up from the ground, patted his clothes which were covered in dust and blood, and found it was completely futile, so he turned his hands away in disgust.

"They don't even have a proper script for their acting... Li Si? What a ridiculous name."

Noah grumbled as he strode toward the only mattress in the room.

Liv was sitting on it, and before she could react, he reached out and grabbed the edge of the mattress, then yanked it off—

"Thump!"

The young siren ancestor cried out in surprise and rolled two and a half times on the floor.

"Get out of the way."

Noah plopped down in the middle of the mattress, lay down casually, put his arms behind his head, and arrogantly crossed his legs:

"The victim needs rest."

"Awooo—!"

Liv was thrown around and saw stars. She slammed her tail on the floor and bared her teeth, ready to pounce and tear the two-legged creature apart.

Esther reacted quickly and grabbed her tail from behind.

"No, no, no! Calm down!"

Ran walked over to the mattress and looked down at Noah, who glared back defiantly.

Except for Liv, who is still struggling.

The others didn't dare to breathe, afraid that the two would start fighting in the blink of an eye.

At this tense moment, Noah opened his mouth with an unfriendly expression—

"On Wonka's face..."

"I'm sorry," Renyi said preemptively.

Noah's words caught in his throat. He propped himself up with one hand, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

"you--"

"I was wrong." (The sentence is cut off again.)

His tone was sincere, his attitude was upright, and his words came from the bottom of his heart.

Noah reached into his pocket for a cigar, only to find his hand covered in half-dried blood clots. He immediately felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He was so angry he almost laughed.

"I know I'm also very sad because I stabbed you in the back."

He lowered his eyes, his expression full of self-reproach.

The blade was slightly chipped when he pulled it out; it was his favorite knife besides the Raven.

Noah was caught off guard by this combo and was about to say, "Don't give me that nonsense," when Renyi had another trick up his sleeve.

A flash of blue light appeared.

A brand-new 19th-century style black three-piece suit appeared out of thin air in his hands.

"I'll pay you back for the damaged clothes."

Seeing that the other party still didn't say anything.

Another flash of blue light, and another small jar of colorful things appeared in my hand.

"This is chewing gum made from guar gum."

Without a word, he shoved the jar into Noah's hand, adding helplessly, "We're limited by resources, and we couldn't find anything better. You'll have to make do with this for now."

Noah, brimming with rage and nowhere to vent it: "..."

He looked at the candy jar in his hand, then at Renyi beside him, whose face seemed to say, "How can you still be angry after all this?" All his unspoken words turned into a long sigh, filled with countless complex emotions.

Noah ultimately couldn't continue cosplaying as a victim.

It's not that he has a good temper; it's just that he's offered such a smooth and professional way out that if you don't accept it, you'll seem petty.

"...You're smart to know what's good for you."

He mumbled incoherently.

He slowly sat up from the mattress, opened the small candy jar, pinched out a green hard lump, and popped it into his mouth.

Crunch it down, and a strong rubbery smell hits you right in the head.

Noah: ꐦ≖ ≖

Shit! I've already gone down the stairs too early!