In order to preserve Brangelina, Blanca could only hide her, while he himself was shot and taken away, and is still hanging above the gears, dying.
“Blanca, that was really scary.” Brangelina scrunched her shoulders and pressed up against Paige for another hug.
Paige gave her a hug and pulled aside a chair for her to sit down.
Brangelina sat down obediently, scratching her messy hair from her head haphazardly, her face full of woe, “Hungry, Blanca, I’m hungry …”
“I can’t take you away now.” Paige apologized.
“So this really isn’t edible?” Brangelina looked to the white beads in her hand.
There were many different ways to use compulsion, and if Rachel had used compulsion on Brangelina she would have just put it down, she didn’t have to use this kind of compulsion pill that could be kept for a very long time.
This is enough to prove that this compulsion pill is not Rachel’s, but Blanca put on her body.
Brangelina’s demented disillusionment is the lightest kind, and can be cured with Medicine Curse Sect’s ability.
She remembered that Blanca didn’t want Brangelina to be cured, so how come now, she was giving compulsion pills.
“Can I eat them? I’m really hungry.” Brangelina looked at her expectantly.
“Brangelina,” Paige looked down at her, “Do you feel happy now?”
Brangelina didn’t understand why she was asking this all of a sudden and cocked her head in thought, “I was happy, and I’m even happier to see Blanca, but I don’t like it here, it’s so dark, and Kelsey’s locked up … I don’t know what’s going on, and I’m scared of …”
Brangelina’s words are illogical and backwards and forwards.
Paige looked at her in such a silly way, thinking of all the past that had happened to her, and finally put the white beads on the operating table, saying, “Just don’t eat it, if you eat it, you’ll be even unhappier.”
More unhappy?
Brangelina looked at her in confusion and suddenly added, “Oh, the con woman who said her name was Blanca said that if I eat it, I’ll get out of here.”
That’s because Blanca knows she can’t take her away and can only expect Brangelina to leave on her own after she takes the compulsion pill to regain her sanity.
Forget it.
This thing, it’s better not to use it if you can.
Paige smiled faintly at her, “It’s okay, I’m here, I can take you away just the same.”
After saying that, Paige told Brangelina to sit at ease, while she herself rummaged around in this main control room.
The first thing she found was a stack of drawings, the design of the entire underground space.
Paige stood there and looked through them one by one, her face turning a little pale with the subtlety and horror of the designs.
This was not a maze of mirrors.
It was a huge crushing machine.
After the machine was activated, the huge underground gears would turn, and the so-called mirror maze and rooms were all vaporous and divided into several layers, not on the same plane at all, they would sway with it, and eventually all of them would wheel into a meal for the gears.
“No way …”
Unable to believe it, Paige moved on to the next design.
One couldn’t count on rescue from the outside; once the upper maze was freed and lost its weight, the lowermost room would immediately fall and be strung up.
The lowermost room …
Paige rushes to see, and sure enough, it’s the two rooms where Jasper and Enrico are.
Blanca was the first one that would die, followed closely by Enrico and Jasper.
“Blanca, are you okay?” Brangelina saw her face snow white and moved over to look at her worriedly.
“Don’t you talk to me yet.”
Paige had no time to take care of Brangelina now, staring straight at the design, trying to find a way to stop the mechanism from the inside, but she couldn’t find it.
How could this be …
How could there be no way to unlock it.
Paige looks at a design and pushes the drawing to the floor, her eyes catching every point accurately, her brain spinning at high speed, there must be a way, there must be a way.
“Blanca, are you looking for a way out?” Brangelina asked in a whisper as she sat off to the side, not daring to disturb her.
Paige was too engrossed to care about her.
“Blanca, can I help you with something?”
“…”
Still no response.
Brangelina had to fight back her hunger and play with her fingers down herself for a while, then look again, Paige had thrown almost all of her design drawings to the floor and her face became even more ugly.
Why was even Blanca like this.
Why was everyone becoming unhappy one by one?
Get out …
Brangelina thought, her eyes falling on the white bead Paige had just casually placed on the console.
Blanca hadn’t said the beads weren’t edible, only that they would be unhappy.
Wouldn’t Blanca be happy if being unhappy got them out?
Blanca would be happy.
Paige stood and threw the last design on the floor, not noticing a hand creep past her and remove the white compote pill.
…
There were countless buttons of varying colors on the console without any text written on them, making it impossible to tell what they did.
The design drawings had everything on them, but not a single bit of information about the console.
Paige looked to the dozens of screens on the wall, her eyes landing in the center.
In the dimly lit room, Rachel got up from the floor at some point and looked at the man in front of her with her back against the mirrored wall behind her.
Enrico stood in the center of the room with a cold face, a gun in his hand aimed at a wall of mirrors.
No shots could be fired!
Paige clenched her fingers nervously.
Rachel sat there, gazing at Enrico with a mesmerized gaze and a slight smile as Enrico’s finger didn’t pull the trigger, but instead suddenly raised his head to look straight into the camera.
Paige meets his cold, stern eyes across the screen.
“…”
Her heart inexplicably shuddered.
A few seconds later, Enrico looked at Paige grimly and slowly lowered his hand holding the gun.
Rachel on the floor suddenly says something.
Paige realized something, after entering the underground space, all of their phones had no network and no signal, apparently the shielding was done very well.
But designing such a big organ always needs to be checked and verified over and over again, with Rachel’s health nowadays it’s impossible to run to every room to check it again and again, and it’s also impossible for others to check it and then run in front of her again and again to repeat it, and then to fix it, it’s too time-consuming and labor-intensive.
The best thing to do would be to put in cameras and a separate communication device where she could just sit and command the crowd at a glance.
Communications …
Paige looked to the various colors and sizes of buttons on the console and then to the large and small screens lining the walls.
Her eyes rolled and she tentatively reached out and pressed a white button, only to see the countertop opened up into a hand-sized square and a desktop microphone rise up from underneath.
“…”
Paige watched and couldn’t help but glance at Rachel on the screen again.
Rachel had the kind of talent skills that would have wowed the world, but she didn’t.
Now that she thought about it, she loved Enrico, but she was also addicted to everything she ran, she was obsessed with status and power, so she went to law school and led the Elite Club, and she wanted to be an aristocratic young lady for all eternity.