Esoteric Buddhism: To live as king in America

Looking at the dark corridor in front of her, Ain blinked.

Just moments ago, she was in her room on the twenty-first floor, a warm and comfortable place with picture books to read and the lord's company, which made Ain feel as if she were in a dream.

But just like a dream, in the blink of an eye, everything vanished, and he was far from the comfortable room and the lord, and had come to this cold corridor.

"There's an attack by bad guys!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Ain quickly came to her senses and became alert.

She dropped the sketchbook she was clutching tightly and carefully observed her surroundings. For some reason, despite the situation clearly indicating an attack by bad guys, she didn't sense any hostility at all.

This inevitably caused Ain some anxiety. For some reason, Ain seemed to be born with the ability to sense the malice and hostility of others. It was also thanks to this ability that Ain was able to escape that terrible "castle" and meet the lord who had no ill intentions.

This ability was further enhanced when the lord officially knighted Ain. Even if a sniper was hundreds of meters away, Ain could sense the hostility generated the moment the trigger was pulled.

It was precisely because of this that Ain became a little careless, and as a result of this carelessness, she failed to stand guard in front of the lord when danger struck.

Now, Ain felt immense regret.

"My lord can surely vanquish all evil, but a useless knight who cannot prove his worth will surely be abandoned by him."

We must find the lord as soon as possible!

Ayn clenched her fists, her eyes glancing at the doorplate on the side.

Having lived in a "castle" since childhood, she doesn't know many words, but she can still clearly recognize the cold, hard numbers in front of the "castle" room.

"17-3"

The lights that had just gone out came on at the right moment, flickering and casting a clear beam of light onto the numbers on the doorplate.

"17th floor. This is three floors away from the room we just stayed in. But will the lord still be in the same room?"

"No matter what, we have to get moving. If we can't find it, we'll search the whole place."

Ain turned her gaze upwards. Normally, she should take the stairs to go upstairs, but that would be too slow. Ain decided to use a more efficient method.

She mustered all her strength and slammed into the already flimsy security door of the room, tearing it off in one go.

The occupant of 17-3 was probably a young person living alone; the room was simply decorated and furnished. Ain, however, paid no attention to any of that and went straight to the windowsill.

"There's no foothold outside the corridor windows, but there are inside the rooms. I can jump directly from the windowsill to the 21st floor—with the power bestowed upon me by the Lord, I can do that!"

Outside the window, stars twinkled, and a huge crescent moon hung in the sky, surrounded by stars, but Ain paid no attention.

His thin, bony fingers pressed against the glass window and then forcefully ripped it open.

"My lord, Ain will prove her worth. Ain will come to your side immediately."

Outside the window, a star seemed to have reached its zenith. The instant Ain opened the window, this beam of light struck like lightning, severing Ain's hand that was opening the window.

Then came her throat and the remaining three limbs. Before Ain could even react, she lay in a pool of blood.

"My lord..."

Ain tried to call out the lord's name, but her slit throat prevented her from making a sound. All that awaited the knight girl was the gradual blurring of everything before her eyes, until finally, silence descended.

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Mian's brow suddenly twitched.

"I have a feeling something bad has happened... I hope it's just my imagination."

Mian rubbed her temples, trying to relax her tense nerves as much as possible, and then continued to explore the dimly lit 10th-floor corridor.

Upon realizing she had arrived on the tenth floor alone, Mian's first instinct was to quickly find the others, especially Ai Yin.

This is not only out of consideration for her own safety, but also because as a minor with mental disabilities and a mind much smaller than her appearance, even if Ain possesses the power of a knight, she may not be able to make the right judgment about the situation.

Ayn needs an adult to guide her.

However, when Mian was about to turn around and run towards the stairwell, his plan failed.

The corridors and elevators that should have connected all 21 floors of the Jinfu Building had inexplicably disappeared without a trace. In the dim light, she opened the door leading to the corridor, only to find herself facing an endless loop of 10 floors.

"I've only been here for two days and they've already put me into an endless loop dungeon? Isn't this some kind of 'mistake'?"

Mian was full of complaints. He had thought that making money here would at least give him some flexibility, but he never expected to run into such a heavyweight. He was starting to regret dragging Ain into this mess.

"I hope nothing bad happens to her."

Mian muttered to himself. But only for a moment, he focused all his energy back on solving the mystery.

He knocked on the door of room 17-3, which was currently the closest to him, but the hollow knocking echoed in the corridor without eliciting the slightest response.

He tried to push open the door again, but gave up after only one or two attempts. The knight was Ain, while Mian was merely a "king" with no special abilities other than the armor that required him to be naked to charge. With his strength, it would be difficult to break through the dilapidated iron door.

Mi An originally wanted to use the communication tools that the residents might have left in the room to contact others. After all, just looking out of the corridor window, the outside world was no longer a normal city. Mi An, being all alone, could not possibly open the window and lean out to communicate with Wang Yuanli and the others.

He did have other ways to force open the doors, but trying them one by one was clearly not a solution.

The cell phone and walkie-talkie were left in the room on the 21st floor, meaning that Mian had lost most of her opportunities to communicate with the outside world and obtain information.

In this situation, how do I get out of here? How do I find Ain?

Keep moving forward.

Anxiety spread through Mian's heart, and just then, the mirror fragments that carried the golden finger of feigning death once again demonstrated their presence.

Mian was overjoyed and quickly took it out. Although this cheat code always spoke in abstract language, it always provided crucial information. Perhaps the information it gave now was enough to help Mian escape from here and get to Ain's side.

But Mian was wrong. The shards of the mirror did not show any clues, but only a sentence that seemed to be a parable.

You are the king, the master of this land. No labyrinth or illusion can trap you, for what you see is absolutely true, and what you do is the truth.