Chapter 2781

The fire soon burned into the bathroom, but just as Shiler had speculated, not a single flame touched the toilet.

Shiler had actually discovered long ago that the thing controlling the hallucinations in the room and the thing that polluted the people in the room might not be the same; it was more likely that they were two sets of systems.

Assuming that this thing that created hallucinations had a way to pollute others, it didn't need to create these fancy hallucinations at all; it could just put the pollutant on the carpet at the entrance; whoever stepped on it would die.

And if the thing that polluted others with toilet water had a way to affect the entire room through hallucinations, it could completely create invisible toilet water and splash whoever it saw; there was no need to guard the bathroom.

So they were very likely two monsters that didn't interfere with each other, and might even have formed some kind of check-and-balance relationship; the hallucination monster used hallucinations to force people to come to the bathroom to be polluted, and the toilet also gave the hallucination monster a means to kill.

But the premise was that neither of them harmed the other's fundamental interests.

It was obvious that the territory controlled by the monster that polluted others was the toilet; it polluted others through the way of toilet water splashing, while the hallucination monster might control other places besides the toilet; hallucinations were almost everywhere.

But now Shiler stood on the toilet lid, and all three parties were a bit awkward.

The water and fire created by the room's hallucinations were real, at least real under the perception of the guests, which meant that it must be composed of some kind of thing; it might not be scientific enough, but it was a kind of existing matter.

This kind of matter wanted to invade the toilet's territory, and of course, the toilet couldn't allow this, so the hallucination fire couldn't interfere with the toilet.

The toilet polluted others by spraying water, but now Shiler was standing on the toilet lid, and the toilet lid couldn't be opened at all, so the toilet couldn't spray water either, and couldn't pollute Shiler.

These two sides seemed unable to truly affect the guests, and could only use indirect ways; otherwise, even if Shiler was a big living person, this toilet lid should be able to be opened just the same.

Shiler felt that if he found something to press on it, the toilet lid definitely wouldn't care about these and would still be able to be opened; the only reason it couldn't be opened now was because it was himself standing on it.

The fire couldn't burn it, and the toilet lid couldn't be opened; all three parties formed a stalemate; in the end, the hallucination chose to compromise, because it was already close to ten o'clock at night, and its time was running out.

Shiler jumped down from the toilet lid very smoothly and rushed out of the bathroom at the fastest speed; he wasn't sprayed by water, but as soon as he returned to the room, he discovered that the room was ridiculously cold.

Temperature could also kill people; Shiler was very clear about this point; the hallucination was at its wit's end and wanted to use various ways of death to torture himself, so being frozen to death could also be considered a relatively painful way of death.

And what was even more troublesome was that low temperature would affect the speed of the brain's operation; to a certain extent, it could also be considered that the room had come up with a way to weaken Shiler.

Shiler still didn't intend to leave the room; although the temperature in the room had reached a point completely unsuitable for human survival, and he was shivering with cold, after discovering the room's intention, he turned back and walked into the bathroom.

This time the toilet was affected; a thin layer of ice formed on the outer layer of the toilet; Shiler pressed the flush button and dodged quickly; the toilet lid still popped up, and water sprayed out; Shiler discovered that this time the water sprayed out and the water left on the ground before weren't frozen.

This verified his previous guess, which was that the toilet water was indeed problematic; otherwise, there was no reason why only this kind of water wouldn't be frozen.

Shiler endured the cold and came to the living room, picked up the beverage bottle he had finished drinking water from, and after returning to the bathroom, he did an extremely bold act, which was to use this beverage bottle to collect the water on the ground.

He was very careful not to let his hands touch the water, and this water didn't violate the laws of physics to jump up and slap him, but was very smoothly collected into the beverage bottle by him.

There wasn't actually much water sprayed out; it filled about one-fifth of the beverage bottle; after discovering the water was gone, Shiler went to press the flush button again and dodged, and successfully obtained a little more water.

Just like that, Shiler filled the mineral water bottle.

Then he began to splash water into the room.

Wherever the water touched, all the ice melted, and the hallucinations seemed to have been scalded, melting away in large patches; and Shiler still wasn't satisfied; he moved a bed-side table that had melted, hugged the bed-side table, walked to the bathroom, and smashed it fiercely onto the toilet.

With a crash, the heavy and hard solid wood bed-side table smashed the toilet directly; after the toilet disappeared, the water pipe connected to the toilet began to flow water out gurglingly.

And, it seemed that this reckless act of Shiler's broke the balance of the toilet item itself, and the water began to gush out faster and faster; when Shiler walked out of the bathroom, water had already begun to flow out from the crack of the bathroom door.

This was what was called an eye for an eye; all the hallucinations touched by the water disappeared; the room began to tremble slightly, as if something had been attacked and was screaming.

Shiler leaned against the wall leisurely, watching the water on the ground being covered for a while, and the hallucinations disappearing for a while; not long after, the temperature in the room began to rise.

The thing controlling the hallucinations seemed to have fallen into a disadvantage, but it didn't seem willing to give up, and made the temperature in the room higher and higher again.

Unfortunately, it still couldn't affect the water in the room; if it could really unite with the thing that eliminated the polluted water and turn the water into steam, filling every corner of the room, Shiler would really have to consider returning to the sofa.

Both sides struggled for a long time, only to find that neither could do anything to the other; the water produced in the bathroom was limited, and the hallucinations couldn't appear where there was water; they finally decided to truce, and the time was also close to midnight.

Shiler tightened the cap of the mineral water bottle; he didn't splash all the water, and still left some at the bottom of the bottle; after discovering that this thing could restrain certain other things in the hotel, he really wished he could open a tap water plant, if only there weren't any bigger bottles.

Shiler was now going to verify his last guess.

At 11:45, Shiler dismantled a section of the sofa that was still in the room from the overall sofa and dragged it to the door; during this period, the room wanted to compete with him for the right to use the sofa, but gave up after being splashed in the face with toilet water by Shiler.

Shiler dragged the sofa to the door smoothly; it was 11:50 now; he opened the room door slowly, and dragged the sofa into the corridor without any scruples.

After he closed the room door, the door was locked almost immediately, and it was locked with a very loud click, as if some existence was saying, you must never come back again.

It was already 11:53 when Shiler dragged the sofa into the recess where the elevator was.

Shiler placed the sofa at the entrance of the elevator, with the back of the chair against the elevator door, and at the same time placed the alarm clock on the sofa; it was 11:55 now.

Shiler rushed to the end of the left corridor at the fastest speed, came to the Room 1910 opposite Room 1900, took out his small knife, and with lightning speed, took down the door number of Room 1910, and then installed the Room 1913 door number in his hand at the fastest speed.

It was 11:59 now.

The door number of Room 1913 took about 15 seconds to emerge from the wall; there were 45 seconds left until midnight.

Bang!!!!

The thing inside the door of Room 1913 really didn't leave; its first slam of the door knocked Shiler, who was blocking outside the door, flying out.

Shiler hit the opposite wall straight on, but didn't seem to feel surprised at all; he quickly propped up his body and stood up, running toward the elevator at the fastest speed.

There were 30 seconds left until midnight now.

The thing in Room 1913 seemed to have retreated a few steps and started to build up strength again, and Shiler took about 5 seconds to run to the location of the elevator.

He didn't care about the alarm clock, nor did he care about the sofa, but first stepped on the sofa cushion, then stepped on the sofa back, and stood directly at half the height of the elevator door, looking up.

Right at the place level with his line of sight, which was right above the elevator door frame, hung a sign with the same style as the door number, with the floor number "19" written on it in Arabic numerals.

Shiler began to dismantle this sign.

This sign was much larger than the room door number, the screws were also larger, and it was harder to twist; it took Shiler five or six seconds to twist out one screw; accompanied by the three screws being dismantled, there were 10 seconds left until midnight.

One circle, one circle, another circle; when there were 5 seconds left until midnight, the sign marking the floor was held in Shiler's hand, and the elevator below the door frame disappeared slowly.

Midnight arrived.

Ding!

The sound of the elevator arrived as promised, but it didn't ring from the location where the elevator was at all.

The sound rang from the end of the left side of the 19th-floor corridor.

The door of Room 1900 opened.

Shiler breathed a sigh of relief; his speculation was right.

That monster didn't come out of the elevator at all; the sound that rang before all the rooms rang wasn't the sound of the elevator arriving, but the sound of the monster in Room 1900 starting to move.

Because the locations of Room 1905 and Room 1900 were swapped, Room 1900 became the room closest to the elevator; this distance gap of less than one meter made it impossible for people to judge from the sound whether it was the elevator or Room 1900 that had a problem.

The trap had been laid since Shiler entered the hotel.

The sound of the elevator opening was a very unique sound; Shiler heard this sound the first time he walked into the 19th floor, so when he heard this sound again, he would definitely associate it with the elevator in the first instance.

So after hearing that the sound in the corridor was n+1, one would definitely feel that the first extra sound was a sign that the monster had arrived by elevator, implying that the monster would use the elevator.

Then, by guiding through the power of public opinion to Gordon telling Shiler that taking advantage of the gap when the monster used the elevator and rushing into the elevator was the only way to leave the 19th floor, a perfect trap was completed.

Some people with vigilance might think that close contact with the monster might lead to death, or that although this plan was feasible, it might be necessary to find the monster's pattern.

But everything was fake from the beginning.

The monster didn't come in through the elevator at all, but had always been staying in Room 1900; perhaps its only ability besides killing was to make the same movement as the elevator, to complete this part of the clever trap, making people follow behind it to seek death.

It was completely imaginable how desperate the explorer would be after going through all kinds of hardships, thinking they had found the pattern and could succeed once, following this elevator-sound monster forward, only to find that the other party stopped at the door of Room 1900.

But this time this monster wasn't so lucky.

Bang!

When the first elevator ringing sound rang and the elevator monster walked out of Room 1900, a huge impact sound also rang at the end of the left corridor; the monster in Room 1913 slammed the door and came out.

Shiler, holding the sign, walked down from the sofa and sat on the sofa unhurriedly; although he couldn't see what happened at the end of the left corridor at all, there was no doubt that a collision had begun.

The monster in Room 1913 was clearly not in the same system as this elevator-ringing monster either.

The fact that it would make the move of slamming the door meant that it wasn't in the same system as all the monsters that laid out this trap; if it really had any help for this plan, the other party couldn't have locked it in the room.

A silent collision began.

Shiler closed his eyes and covered his ears, not listening, not looking, not feeling; the entire corridor began to tremble frantically, and some fragmented screams and whispers rushed into his ears.

Blood flowed from Shiler's ears, but he acted as if he didn't hear it, just sitting calmly on the sofa in the center of the corridor.

Five minutes later, the corridor quieted down.

Shiler, carrying his briefcase, stood up, walked to the center of the corridor, and looked toward the left; there was nothing there; the doors of the two unique rooms, 1900 and 1913, were all tightly closed, as if all the horror and fear just now were hallucinations.

And Shiler knew that he had already found the way out of the 19th floor.

He took the 19th-floor door number, came to the door of Room 1904, and took down the door number of Room 1904, and nailed the floor door number with 19 written on it.

Shiler looked down at the half footprint on the carpet in front of Room 1904, and the half footprint left by Jerome that Peter saw when he came out of the wardrobe flashed in his mind; the size and shape of the two footprints slowly overlapped.

This was the answer to the 19th floor.

A brand-new elevator door slowly emerged.

"Ding!"