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Marcus turned his gaze to Captain Jojo Vich and gave a firm nod, issuing the command, "Take them away, well done Captain." His tone was calm but authoritative, as if this simple order carried deeper implications.
Upon receiving the command, Jojo Vich immediately nodded and with a resolute voice, gave orders to all the soldiers, "Be on guard! Move out! Let's go!" With his command, the surrounding soldiers swiftly sprang into action, surrounding and pushing John and his group towards the interior of the governor's mansion. This scene appeared both orderly and swift, showcasing Jojo Vich's authority as the captain and the discipline of the soldiers.
During the process of being pushed forward by the soldiers, John occasionally looked back at Marcus and saw the smile on his face, which stirred up a complex emotion in his heart. At that moment, John deeply realized the predicament he and the team were in, as well as the careful arrangement by Marcus. He knew that he had completely lost to the other in this game of power and intelligence, and the sense of powerlessness and uncertainty about the future made him feel helpless. However, faced with this situation, John chose to face it in a self-deprecating manner. He helplessly laughed, maintaining a sense of humor in the face of fate, even in such an unfavorable situation.
Alixia's steps were filled with anger and unwillingness, each step seeming to protest their current situation. When a soldier rudely pushed her to quicken her pace, she responded with a low growl, a sound filled with resilience and anger, as if telling the other that even in adversity, she would not easily submit.
However, when Alixia's gaze inadvertently fell on John's carefree smile, her anger intensified. She couldn't help but ask John in a more irritated tone, "Are you still able to smile now... you fool!" In her view, the current John seemed to completely ignore the serious situation they were facing, and this attitude was incomprehensible to her, deepening her anger towards John.
John was not surprised by Alixia's anger. He shrugged and responded with a somewhat nonchalant attitude, "Hey... Alixia, keep a sense of humor, don't be so tense all the time, okay?" His words conveyed a relaxed philosophy, as if maintaining a sense of humor in adversity was the best weapon to face difficulties and challenges. Although John's attitude made Alixia angry, it also inadvertently brought a hint of relaxation to the oppressive atmosphere.
Just as the relaxed conversation between John and Alixia was about to continue, the voice of Captain Jojo Vich suddenly cut through the tranquility, loudly shouting, "Prisoners are not allowed to speak!" His voice was like a cold blade cutting through the team, bringing an undeniable sense of authority.
The team abruptly stopped, and John and the others in the team, unable to react in time, collided with the suddenly stopped soldiers, creating an awkward moment for everyone. Jojo Vich slowly said, "From now on... I don't want to hear any of your voices speaking, okay? Prisoners..." Although his tone was calm, it carried a severity that could not be ignored, as if reminding everyone of their current identity and situation.
Alixia felt angry at the sudden order to stop, she glared at Jojo Vich with eyes full of dissatisfaction and protest. Meanwhile, John nodded in resignation in response to Jojo Vich's strict command. His simple and understated gesture revealed his deep understanding of the current situation, knowing that any resistance or dissatisfaction would be futile in this scenario.
Under the command of Jojo Vich, the team continued to move forward. John and his companions crossed the ornate and illustrious corridors within the governor's mansion. The exquisite murals and sparkling chandeliers reflected dazzling light, as if each step was treading upon the witness of history and power. However, when the team finally reached the secluded rear of the governor's mansion, the atmosphere began to dramatically change. John, relying on his memory of the mansion's layout, deduced that they were about to enter the hidden and little-known dungeons beneath the mansion.
They stood at the entrance of a large freight elevator, its iron skin rusted from years of neglect. The dim yellow light seeping through the crack in the door formed a stark contrast with the previous luxury. As the freight elevator door slowly opened, a pungent odor of rust, dampness, and sweat rushed out, instantly creating a sense of heavy oppression. Compared to the almost artistic decorations inside the governor's mansion, this old freight elevator seemed like an entrance to another world, carrying an unsettling premonition.
Every inch of this freight elevator seemed to tell stories of the past—stories of souls who fell out of favor, were forgotten, or were condemned within the governor's mansion. John and his teammates now stood at the starting point of these stories, ready to step into a completely unknown abyss.
As the team slowly entered the freight elevator, tension and unease spread through their hearts. From the resplendent glory of the governor's mansion to the impending darkness and cold, this transition was not just a change of environment, but also a turning point of fate. In front of the closing freight elevator door, John and his teammates involuntarily prepared themselves mentally. They knew that once this door closed, there would be no turning back. The only thing they could do was to bravely face whatever was about to come.
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