Chapter 425: World Differences – This Part

After Ying Duo obtained the door key, he could precisely locate the Undead's whereabouts; perhaps Fang Zhiyan had cleared the way in advance, making this journey unusually smooth.

Opening the door, the room's light was a grim white, illuminating every corner clearly, leaving no shadow for anyone to hide in.

The room was separated by a piece of glass of unknown material; the floor was covered with a gray anti‑slip mat, and those locked inside were at the opposite end of the room, huddling together against the wall in small groups.

They wore identical white uniforms, the fabric thin, likely the lab's standard Isolation Suit.

A few people curled up in the corner with their knees drawn to their chests, shoulders still trembling slightly.

When the sound of the door slowly opening outside was heard, those huddled in the corner trembled even more; of course, a few also immediately fixed their gaze on the doorway, their bodies instinctively pressing back, but the wall was directly behind them, leaving no retreat.

However, the glass was One‑way Glass; those inside could not see outside, while those outside could see every move of the people inside.

Ying Duo's gaze swept over the exclamation marks above the many NPCs' heads, then after circling the room, settled on the wall beside the door.

There was an embedded sensor panel there; he looked at it, and a string of Ying Guang Lu Data Stream flashed in his eyes.

The sensor panel emitted a "zzzz" sound, the indicator light on the button changed from red to green, and the door lock's click was especially clear in the quiet room.

The people inside did not try to seize the chance to escape when the lock opened; instead, they cautiously edged further into the corners, attempting to hide deeper.

Xi Ren Sheng grew impatient; once he knew a more challenging boss lay ahead, who would want to waste time on these filler missions?

He swung the door open and slipped inside, the bells jingling all the way; he stood in the center of the room, pushing his mask up to his forehead, scanning the room.

"Why are you all frozen?" his voice rang in the room, "Isn't the door open? Let's go!"

No one moved.

Fine, Xi Ren Sheng didn't intend to give them psychological counseling; instead, he headed toward the wall that could be seen at a glance ahead.

Earlier no one moved, but now they shrank away quickly, almost rolling and crawling to both sides.

Directly in front of Xi Ren Sheng, only two girls huddled together, eyes tightly shut as if resigned, with unsmeared tear tracks on their faces.

They saw Xi Ren Sheng approach and their bodies shivered simultaneously.

"Excuse me," Xi Ren Sheng said with a hint of impatience, "you're blocking the way."

The two girls' bodies still trembled, their pupils reflecting the shadow of Xi Ren Sheng's black‑and‑white mask.

Xi Ren Sheng took another step forward, the bells chimed a few more times, and the girls' bodies shook even more; one buried her face in the other's shoulder hollow.

"You go aside," Hua Jian Lei's voice came from the doorway; he hurried in, stood beside Xi Ren Sheng, and crouched down toward the two girls.

He extended his hand toward the two girls, his fingers slightly curved, as if inviting them to dance.

"It's alright," his voice was soft, and the girls' taut heartstrings gradually relaxed, "We're here to take you out."

The two girls looked at him, then at his hand.

The hand was very pale, fingers slender, nails neatly trimmed; after a hesitation, one girl, still entranced by Hua Jian Lei's beauty, cautiously placed her hand on his, her face slightly flushed.

Hua Jian Lei grasped her hand, helped her stand, and simultaneously extended a hand toward the other girl.

The girl didn't dare reach out; Hua Jian Lei waited two seconds, then proactively seized her wrist and pulled her up from the ground.

Hua Jian Lei turned aside, clearing the path to the doorway.

"You can wait beside me for a moment; later we'll leave together."

The two girls nodded, obediently moved to the wall and stood, still leaning together, their gazes fixed on Hua Jian Lei's silhouette, as if fearing he would disappear the next second.

This differs from Hua Jian Lei's proactive approach that firmly grasps potential romantic fate; Xi Ren Sheng focused on his own creation.

He carried a can of spray paint barely used, first drawing an "S+" on the wall, identical to the one on the fashion show backdrop.

After a moment's thought, he added a clown face, though regretting that he only brought red paint; once finished, Xi Ren Sheng stepped back two steps, tilted his head, seemed unsatisfied, then leaned in to add a red dot on the clown's nose.

He wrote a line beneath the clown face: "Entropy Increase reaches a stroll here."

When he finished the last character, the spray can's pressure was nearly gone, causing the final "stroll" character to be only half‑formed, looking as if something had bitten it.

The people in the room watched his graffiti, their expressions shifting from fear to confusion.

Although the newcomers were dressed differently and not in uniforms or white lab coats like the earlier ones, only now did they finally have a sliver of belief that these people truly came to rescue them.

At last someone spoke, the voice coming from a corner, hoarse from prolonged silence.

"Are you… really Entropy Increase?"

The person's gaze shifted from Xi Ren Sheng to Hua Jian Lei, then from Hua Jian Lei to Lao Bao.

He was among the later ones captured here; before being taken, he had already heard the name Entropy Increase.

If it's them, perhaps they truly could get us out!

Lao Bao scratched his head upon hearing that; honestly, when Xi Ren Sheng chose that name, it was meant so that anyone from the wasteland could see at a glance that the organization was all Undead.

Xi Ren Sheng loved flamboyance; he wrestled for a long time over what kind of organization name would instantly reveal they came from another world.

There were huge differences between the two worlds, such as energy sources and history.

Yet in the Old World spoken of by those people, life then seemed much like the real world; only after Mutation fell upon this world did all prior knowledge become useless and thus abandoned.

Naturally, there was no special term like "Entropy" either.

Because......

"In this world's physical laws, entropy doesn't exist at all; aside from us, who else could be players?"

The person was silent for a moment, then smiled.

He turned his head toward the others in the room, his voice a bit louder than before.

"They are players like us," he said, "they came to rescue us."