If Yu Wen or Old Yu saw You Huo's expression, they would have immediately ran off but Qin Jiu just laughed.
His muffled laughter rose from his throat and he said: "Okay fine. It indeed isn't very clean, the frames also look a little thin so it probably won't last....This place also isn't big. What do you want to do?"
You Huo maintained a cold expression and don't plan to pay him any attention.
Qin Jiu also wasn't in a hurry. He just continued to wait.
You Huo was watched for a while before he finally said impatiently: "I hope that you can lie on that lovely smelling bed, put a rope around your throat and give me the other end so that the moment I move it, everything will turn completely quiet. Can you do that?"
Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes.
For a moment You Huo thought he was unhappy. He didn't expect to see him laugh and say: "I'm afraid I can't do that. I don't have that kind of interest."
You Huo: "....."
Crazy bastard.
The crazy bastard at least still had some human decency and he didn't really put You Huo onto the Hunter A's bed.
You Huo sat on the floor with his hands behind his back. He was tied to the pillar that supported the roof.
Qin Jiu walked around him to open the window.
The window in the attic was very small. It was no bigger than his palm but the cold air that came in managed to diffuse out the sour smell in the attic.
Qin Jiu: "Cold?"
Those words were just complete bullshit. Wearing a T-shirt on a snowy day like this, would he not be cold?
But compared to being cold, You Huo couldn't stand the smell more.
He ignored Qin Jiu's question and frowned: "Can you let me stand?"
"No."
"...….."
You Huo glared at him coldly
Qin Jiu returned back to the bedside and sat at a small round wooden table. Facing You Huo, he said: "Your legs are too long so you might accidentally kick me. Sitting is more stable."
You Huo: "...…."
Stable your mum.
After two consecutive bouts of irritation, You Huo turned to the right and no longer paid him any attention.
On the right, the place that was supposed to be a wall was covered with a piece of glass. Through You Huo's angle, he could see half the living room downstairs. The examinees were currently standing around or sitting in daze.
Without You Huo, the old, weak, sickly and pregnant were like headless flies. They spun around aimlessly and had no sense of direction.
Yu Wen grabbed the knife and desperately started to engrave words onto the wall.
He intended to write down all the physic formulas that he knew even if it had nothing to do with optics. After racking his brains out, he realised that everything that he knew was written in less than five minutes.
It was only when the time to apply knowledge comes that you regret not acquiring enough of it.
In Yu Wen's eighteen years of life, this was the first time he felt pain when he thought of this sentence.
"What else? Does anyone remember anything else?" He turned to look for help from the others.
Yu Yao revealed a despondent look: "I did physics and chemistry in high school but I changed to literary studies in University. After working for so long...…Those things on the wall, I wouldn't have remembered it if you didn't write it."
Yu Wen looked at her like a small puppy: "Big sister, please think a little harder. Whatever you think off, just add it!"
He fortunately took after his mother. Although he cannot be compared to You Huo, he could still be considered rather good looking at school.
Yu Yao's maternal love instincts grew. She hesitated and said: "I still remember the refraction schematic diagram. The very, very, very basic type. Don't laugh when I draw it."
"Won't laugh! If anyone laughs, I'll cut them. Really."
After nonsensically promising her, Yu Yao held her stomach and moved over. Using the knife, she drew an arc and two refracted lights.
Yu Wen made an "oh" noise and internally thought that it really was very simple but he himself had forgotten about it.
"Anyone else?"
Yu Wen was like a passionate salesman. His eyes swept past the rest of the people.
The two old ladies.....Forget it. They probably don't know anything about physics.
The thug and sickly man had already lowered their heads in shame.
The bald man was dazed. It was good enough that he wasn't crazy.
And there was also an old man with twin grandchildren. The old man appeared to be suffering from slight dementia and his grandchildren were only in elementary school...…To use physics to abuse children, it was something Yu Wen couldn't do.
The foreigner Mike could say two words ———–"Neo" and "neosomo". It was completely useless.
As for Old Yu....he only knows about alcohol.
Yu Wen finally experienced the despair his brother felt.
922 moved his luggage in and saw him standing in daze in front of the fire stove. He said: "I suggest that you stay away from the fire. Don't burn to death before you can even answer the question."
Yu Wen fiddled with the broken jars and thought: Forget it. Might as well burn to crisp.
He looked up at the attic.
The glass had become worn with time and it was very blurry. The lights in the attic was also dark. He wondered what that 001 invigilator was doing to his brother. Would his brother be looking over here and be disappointed when he sees them acting so hopelessly...…?
"There are still 5 minutes." 922 reminded him.
Everyone panicked.
The places where someone could stay in this old cabin was limited and the places where people could sit was also limited.
There were tableware placed on the dining table but one represented death so they couldn't randomly sit in a chair.
922 took the suitcase and circled around before squeezing together with 154 on the sofa.
152 complained: "Isn't boss in the attic?"
922: "I know."
154: "Then why are you putting the suitcase here? Waiting for him to get it himself?"
922: "The two bad guys are up there. I don't want to go up yet."
154: "....."
Useless