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Yan Qing adjusted himself comfortably, offering half of his pillow to Tan Ming. However, as he moved the pillow, he discovered something hard underneath. Curiously, he reached down and found a phone, along with a notebook beside it.
The size and texture of the notebook felt familiar. Yan Qing poked Tan Ming's arm with his finger. Tan Ming grasped his hand and tucked it under the covers. Yan Qing pulled his hand back out and poked him again. Tan Ming firmly held onto his hand and shoved both of their hands back beneath the blanket.
Tan Ming's palm was warmer than his, radiating a sense of strength. Yan Qing took a moment to process this, feeling a bit dazed for thirty seconds.
"Tan Ming, I told you..."
"Let's talk about it after we wake up."
"Probably not."
"You two are so noisy," Qi Qiuluo complained as he turned over in bed, clearly irritated. He couldn't understand why Tan Ming chose to squeeze into bed with Yan Qing instead of taking the empty spot next to Zhang Liu. They were like ten eggs rubbing together without breaking; it made no sense to him.
"Speak," Tan Ming ignored Qi Qiuluo's grumbling.
"I found Xiao Wang's notebook."
Tan Ming opened his eyes at this revelation. Yan Qing raised the hand holding the notebook high, illuminating it with his phone's flashlight as Tan Ming began flipping through Xiao Wang's notes. The more he read, the darker his expression became.
Qi Qiuluo went to find a charger to power up Xiao Wang's phone and turn it on.
The notebook:
The first page.
The system was activated five hours ago.
"Everyone in the hospital is dead," said Shao.
Seven hours later.
"Warmed," he said, "attacked by a Mutant Tabby Cat, but I received mysterious protection. Thank you, thank you."
Eleven hours in.
"Laziness: I want to smoke! So pitiful."
Shao replied, "Wolf Messenger Identity activated, Wolf Messenger Identity, doctor."
"Warmed: Messenger Tool?"
Shao responded, "It's a mystery."
The first evolution halt.
Shao mentioned, "Teaching building."
He met Yan Qing (the warm-hearted guy) and Tan Ming (the quiet one).
In the Conference Room.
Cold-hearted remarked, "The Prophet left behind a bloody puppy paper for Testing. I'm worried."
Laziness added, "The Prophet predicts that the murderer is me. I'm crying!"
Shao concluded, "Testing."
"Why does this look like a chat log?" Qi Qiuluo said, resting his chin on one hand, his eyes narrowing and his expression serious.
There was Shao, who was cold-hearted, gentle, lazy, and mysterious. Yan Qing thought about the fluctuating emotions of Xiao Wang.
Tan Ming noticed that the handwriting belonged to the same person.
As he examined these records, he constructed different speaking tones for the corresponding characters in his mind. He realized there were distinctions: Shao tended to be more declarative, gentle with a certain intonation, lazy with emotional fluctuations, while Cold-hearted was succinct and straightforward. When viewed separately, it was clear that these were not the words of a single person but rather several individuals. At first glance, it did indeed resemble a chat log.
Aside from Xiao Wang, no one else had ever used his notebook. Who was he chatting with? Was he conversing with himself, playing so many roles? He matched the emergence of these personalities with the timeline of Xiao Wang's character changes and recalled that they aligned perfectly.
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