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Chapter 105 It's Safe Only at Night [Seeking First Subscription]

By this time, Mobile Guy had already gone up to the second floor. He stood hesitantly outside the door: "Can I come in?"

Gu Mian and the others hadn't actually closed the door, but Brother Mobile still asked a question as a formality.

Since they've already asked, they can't very well just tell them "you can't come in."

Only then did the mobile operator step inside.

As soon as he entered, he said somewhat impatiently, "I think there's something wrong with my room..."

The group remained silent, listening quietly to him speak.

The mobile guy frowned: "It looks like a child's room. There's a bunch of marbles and children's cards under the bed. I also found a piece of paper in there that I don't know what it is. Take a look."

As he spoke, he handed the items in his hand to the group of people.

Gu Mian looked up and saw that he did indeed have a thin piece of paper in his hand, on which something seemed to have been written.

However, the paper was later altered, and thick black ink covered up the original writing. They could only make out that the first character was "王" (Wang).

Gu Mian felt that the character "王" (king) seemed a bit awkwardly written.

Meanwhile, the couple on the other side also came over as if they had planned it.

Mingliang first glanced cautiously in the direction of the stairs before speaking: "You know what? We actually have a crib in our room. Although we're a couple, we haven't thought about taking things to that point yet..."

Ignoring Mingliang's whimsical thoughts, Gu Mian pondered that Zhao Lei was indeed the most important NPC in this instance.

The rooms in this building basically cover Zhao Lei's entire life, from infancy to adulthood.

The room for couples corresponds to infancy.

Mobile Brother's room represents his childhood.

The fat man's room is from his childhood.

Chu Changge's room corresponds to his university days.

The time period corresponding to my own residence should be after I graduated from university.

So, what time period does Zhao Lei's room represent?

Although Mingliang was just making small talk, he knew what was going on. He was about to say something more when Zhao Lei's voice suddenly came from the doorway: "You're all here."

The group turned their heads to look at the doorway.

Zhao Lei looked at them with some confusion: "It's almost evening, and I wanted to ask if you wanted to eat, but I found that no one was in the room. I didn't expect you all to be gathered here..."

The sky outside the window had already darkened, and it was clear that night was not far off.

If this weren't a supernatural instance, Gu Mian would truly admire Zhao Lei's selfless dedication.

He not only took in six people trapped on the mountain but also provided them with food and lodging. He was truly a wonderful person.

But it's different in the supernatural dungeon; you can't even be sure if he's a living person.

My mother taught us from a young age not to eat food from strangers. Although Gu Mian grew up without a mother, he understood this principle.

"No need," the mobile phone guy quickly waved his hand, "We're not hungry..."

Although it sounds a bit suspicious, it's still better than eating food made by who-knows-what kind of person or ghost. Seeing this, Zhao Lei didn't press the matter: "Okay... Oh right, I don't know why, but I suddenly found that I can't make phone calls and can't contact the outside world."

Chu Changge's brow twitched: "Can't contact the outside world? Was it like this a few days ago too?"

Zhao Lei stood outside the door and shook his head hesitantly: "When I came up here a few days ago, I only called my dad, but I couldn't get through. The signal here was probably already broken then..."

Chu Changge then asked, "After you went up the mountain, did you only call your father and not anyone else?"

Zhao Lei nodded slightly: "I haven't called anyone else, so I now suspect that the signal had a problem a few days ago."

Logically speaking, heavy snow blocking the mountains shouldn't completely cut off cell phone signals.

Moreover, according to Zhao Lei's description, it seems that the signal here had some problems before the heavy snow blocked the mountain, but he himself did not notice it.

The mobile phone guy opened his mouth and asked, "Did you call your father before you went up the mountain?"

What he actually wanted to ask was something like, "Why did you come up the mountain to find your father?" But now they were mountaineers trapped in the mountains, not detectives searching for a missing father, so it wasn't appropriate to ask anything too outrageous.

Although it was already very tactful, the question was still a bit beyond the scope of the question. Zhao Lei opened his mouth slightly, seemingly puzzled as to why Mobile Brother would suddenly ask such a question.

The moment the mobile guy spoke, he regretted it. He saw that Zhao Lei's suspicion level against him had risen to 10.

But Zhao Lei was good-natured, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "I remember calling... because of some special things."

Mobile Brother opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to ask more questions, but seeing the 10 points of doubt, he closed his mouth again.

Just as the conversation was about to fall apart, Gu Mian suddenly spoke up.

Gu Mian is adept at lying, and she can also spout nonsense without batting an eye.

“We six were stranded on the mountain and you took us in. We have nothing to repay you with. You can tell me more about your father. Perhaps we have met him down the mountain.”

Zhao Lei nodded upon hearing this: "Yes, if you saw him down the mountain, it at least proves that my father is still alive."

"Still alive?" The fat man's expression became more varied. "Who talks about their own father like that?"
"My dad is short and has a bad temper. He often yells at people, and I was beaten by him a lot when I was a child."

"He's actually not very capable, but my grandfather left a lot of inheritance, and this house was also left by my grandfather."

As Zhao Lei spoke, his expression became dazed, as if he were lost in memories.

"My dad was short, had a bad temper, and was incompetent. All he did was drink all day. Back then, he couldn't find a wife at all..."

The fat man raised his eyebrows slightly; he had never seen anyone talk about their father like this before.

"Fortunately, my grandfather was very capable. While he was still healthy, he found my mother for my father. I heard that my mother's family was extremely poor at the time, and they practically bought her."

"My mom is beautiful, and my dad treats her very well, but she seems to look down on him at all. Not long after my grandfather passed away, she abandoned us and ran off with someone else."

"I was only two or three years old then, so I can't remember clearly."

"But I know my dad has disliked me since I was little because of this. He criticizes and grumbles about everything I do, always saying I'll grow up to be an ungrateful wretch like my mom."

"Later, he probably got tired of me and sent me to boarding school. My grades were actually quite good, but I often got the cold shoulder at school because I was always the worst in terms of food and clothing. I would wear the same clothes for a whole season without changing them. In the summer, I would sweat profusely, then take off my clothes, wash them, and wear them again the next morning after they dried."

“I have good grades and my teachers like me, but my classmates don’t. They often talk badly about me behind my back, saying that I’m just a bookworm who can’t do anything but study. I know all of this.”

Here's the group number again: 923017694
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