Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game

The detective dalao probably wasnt expecting to be right on the money.

Up to this point, meanwhile, the Missiontakers have been to many floors already.

Even discounting the two (or three?) storeys full of madmen or blood, then the Missiontakers have been to four floors, the 20th, 21st, 24th, and the 31stfloors. They were able to gather information there as well.

Not to mention what Lin Qin and Wu Jian found out on the 16thfloor.

Currently, the two of them have gone down to the 15thfloor.

The stream is starting to get a bit crowded, with X Beijin himself on a screen, one each for elevators One, Two and Three, and one for Lin Qin and Wu Jian.

The viewers are finding themselves stretched too thin.

X Beijin thought about it, and decides that a Gods eye view is detrimental to the feeling of surprise, and completely revealing everything in real time would also contribute to an unhealthy feeling of dominance and assertiveness in over everyones heads.

While in the Tower, he cannot possibly have such an angle of

No, wait, thats not necessarily true.

X Beijin is shocked by his own thoughts for a moment as his brows furrow.

He has yet to attempt streaming inside the Tower itself. To be honest, he isnt sure what the list of locations on the right would read if he was streaming in the Tower itself. Would it have just been a mess of number IDs?

Although that said, he does genuinely wish that he would never have a need to stream in the Tower.

If he really did choose to do so, then it may also be the final showdown, where he has decided to go all in, to put every single thing on the line for an all-or-nothing

X Beijins thoughts are digressing again, and he stops it with a bitter grin. He uses a can of drink to hide that from view, as he looks down wearily at the ground.

Right now, he suddenly, desperately wants to know, if his future self still remembers how he felt right now, then what would he think of it? What would his future self say, regarding the hope of escaping the Tower brought forth by this streaming system?

Hope, is no stranger to becoming poison.

Shortly thereafter, he recovers himself, and sets the main view of the stream to the 15thfloor, where Lin Qin and Wu Jian are, and ignores the pile of witty comment barrages that follow.

What, he knows Lin Qin the best among this group of Missiontakers. So what if hes checking on him first? You got a problem?

No, you do not.

X Beijin is very self-assured here.

On-screen, everyone can see the 15thfloor clearly.

It is almost like a scene after a devastating storm has ploughed through. Almost all the office desks and chairs, and other stationery and utensils, have been strewn and piled up on the wall furthest from the window. Its a mess.

It is difficult to say if it was pushed over by the shockwave that must have accompanied whatever caused the disaster outside, or if it was merely thrown over at the wall, because

One single set of office desk and chair, are still standing right in the middle of the emptied office grounds. Alone.

Against the backdrop of the fire from the burning city outside.

Even the shockwave that has shattered all the glass of the building, that has charred all the window frames and walls, has not seemingly moved this desk and chair a single inch from where they were.

Lin Qin and Wu Jian entered this floor via the emergency stairs to the side, and they are able to see the situation with a casual glance. It is blatant how empty the floor feels, and also notice how blatant the desk and chair combo are on the eyes.

Wu Jian, confused, wonders, why a lone desk in the middle of nothing? Did anyone do that on purpose?

Anyone would have the same question when they see it.

Assuming that someone has deliberately placed this particular desk and chair in the middle of the floor-space.

They walk over, and the very adept atmosphere reader, Wu Jian, elects to check out other locations of the storey. In the meantime, Lin Qin is checking on the scene depicted outside the window standing behidn the desk.

He sees that at this height, it is perfect for showcasing the inferno burning outside.

Lin Qin is staring at it with his usual poker face. No matter how shocking the scene may be to any other person, he isnt particular shocked or surprised by it. It is a city. It is burning. Thats it.

So what?

Instead, he is currently feeling rather irritated, even slightly wrathful just thinking, would he seriously have to go through every single floor down until he finds the owner of the Nightmare?

What if they are actually below the 9thfloor?

Wouldnt he have to use those supposedly random elevators then?

Lin Qin knits his brows. The frustration and annoyance is slowly inching towards a critical threshold.

Shortly after, though, Wu Jian is back, reporting, there are no elevators stopped on this floor. The bathrooms are locked, as usual, and I dont see anything else remarkable

Lin Qin suddenly asks, if the Nightmares owner is hiding in a toilet

Wu Jian seems surprised by the question, and then considers it, replying, then we would have to reach the management offices that could be on the 1stfloor, and after taking the keys, wed have to man, thatd be a pain in the arse.

Lin Qin shakes his head.

Theyre going to leave the floor behind and head downstairs.

Though before they do, Lin Qins temper flares when he bumps into the chair on his way out. He throws it towards the pile of furniture at the wall.

Then, seeing the desk left behind, and still pretty pissed off in general, he throws it over as well.

The floor is finally empty, as all the desks and chairs and office supplies, have ended up in a landfill at the far side of the wall. The weirdly upright and stable office desk and chair that is inexplicably being an eyesore is finally gone.

Lin Qin is satisfied.

He calls on Wu Jian to leave, but the man is just standing there, enchanted, staring at the now emptied space where the desk once stood, and then, at the pile of office supplies.

Wu Jian asks, dalao, do you feel like

Lin Qin is looking at him oddly. He doesnt feel like anything.

Although the viewers in the stream are completely on the same channel as Wu Jian.

holy shit!!! the way the little apple threw the desk and chair adding to the pile of desk and chair on the wall

X Beijin, looking at the comments rolling past, cant help but chuckle.

The viewers of the stream really are good at dragging the topicdu jourto the most hilarious conclusion in the most solemn of settings. Oh how talented they are, and how seriously stupid in hindsight he was even wary of them.

Currently, he hasnt many viewers either, and it averages about 10 or so viewers the entire duration of the stream. As they themselves say, streaming of horror games dont seem to be at all popular in their circles.

Though compared to what he was ambitious about when he first acquired the streaming system, his current use is largely limited to just finding out more about the Nightmares, and his progress towards using it to escape the Tower has been basically null.

He cant help but sigh.