Qin Qin swore that in this life, aside from slacking off at work and taking it easy, and being less than friendly to his boss, he'd never done anything to deserve divine punishment. He had no idea why he was so unlucky as to be picked for this ridiculous escape game.
He had even less idea why Wang Chen, the person he got along with worst of all, had been picked too.
Museum of Horrors, Battle of the Spring and Autumn Periods, Deadly Hotpot...
Help!!
If Heaven gave him another chance to choose, he'd choose to be late today!
"Ding-dong, Xingzhou Station. Please get off. Passengers who fail to get off within the time limit will be punished."
Qin Qin was woken by Wang Chen, who was sitting across from him. He looked at his colleague, who was only a few ranks above him and could barely be called a boss, with some annoyance. Struggling to resist the urge to punch him, he swallowed and asked, "What?"
Wang Chen gestured toward the LED strip beside them. The familiar message had turned into a blatant threat.
"What kind of nutjob hacked your company's system? That's got to be jail time, right?"
System: Attention, passengers. The cabin doors will close in five seconds. Passengers who fail to get off in time will never be able to get off again.
Qin Qin: ...That's kind of cute, actually.
Wang Chen: ...
A sharp mind x excellent physical fitness
The protagonist is imperfect. Please don't break up the CP.
It's just a novel, a random idea, so don't take it seriously. There's no logic to it. I'm just bad at writing but love doing it.
Updates whenever I feel like it.
Theme: Don't worry about the dim road ahead. As long as you fight with all your might, nothing can stop you from becoming your own sun.
Why do I feel that there is one missing person among the people who smoked the southeast, north and west? Who smoked the south?