Chapter 120: Inside the Princess's Chamber

Huh? This Isn't a Dating Sim? Mouth with three corners 2796 words 2026-03-21 11:31:39

Previously, when Gu Jinxing, Hu Jiayao, and Huang Yan were searching for the secret laboratory behind the G point, all their discussions took place within the guild chat group, simultaneously sharing their real-time locations. Although Wen Nan wasn’t directly involved, he knew roughly where the secret laboratory was horizontally located—between the third and fourth floors of the main building.

So, when Guan Ailin led Wen Nan to the end of a certain corridor, he was genuinely surprised. Wen Nan was certain that the wall in front of Guan Ailin concealed the secret laboratory. Yet, they were not on the G point on the fourth floor, but rather on the third floor—the same floor where Huang Yan had discovered the new member Zhang Tianzhou.

Guan Ailin ran her hand along the wall and then traced a pattern with her finger. Soon, the white plaster at the spot she pressed flaked away, revealing a dark door frame beneath. So, this secret laboratory actually had two entrances? Besides the concealed door on the upper floor’s G point, which had been destroyed and heavily guarded, there was now another hidden door on the third floor’s wall?

What an unexpected delight.

If there was another entrance like this, the upcoming main quest involving this secret laboratory would become much simpler. They could sneak in without having to avoid the NPCs.

Just as he was thinking this, Guan Ailin bent down, gently blew on a certain spot near the door frame, then used her fingers to scrape away the covering plaster, exposing a keyhole. She smiled in satisfaction, took a key from her pocket, inserted it, and turned it gently.

With a soft click, the hidden door swung open inward.

Plaster dust cascaded from above, sprinkling white powder over Guan Ailin’s hair and shoulders. She coughed lightly, fanned the dust away with her hand, then lowered her head to brush it off her clothes.

Covering her mouth with her fingers, she turned to Wen Nan. “The movie projector I mentioned earlier is inside here. Shall we go in?”

With that, she turned and stepped inside first.

Wen Nan glanced at the door frame wrapped in plaster, then followed. Just as he took a step, Guan Ailin suddenly stopped, almost causing him to bump into her back.

Peering over her shoulder, Wen Nan saw a storage rack about two meters tall blocking their way.

“The entrance is blocked…” Guan Ailin whispered. “Can you help push it aside?”

At this moment, Wen Nan couldn’t help but ask, “Have you never been in this room before?”

Judging by the plaster surrounding the door frame and the densely packed storage rack inside, this other entrance didn’t look like it was frequently used.

Guan Ailin smiled shyly and shook her head. “This entrance is one I opened temporarily. I hadn’t been through here before.”

Wen Nan was a bit puzzled.

What did she mean “opened temporarily”? Could such an important secret laboratory really have a second entrance that was only recently created?

Seeing Wen Nan remain silent, Guan Ailin asked again, “Can you push it open?”

“I’ll try.” Wen Nan sidestepped Guan Ailin, approached the storage rack, bent over, and pushed with effort.

Fortunately, the rack wasn’t solid wood and wasn’t heavily loaded. With Wen Nan’s current strength, he easily moved it.

The bottom of the rack scraped loudly against the floor.

To avoid damaging nearby equipment, Wen Nan only pushed it about a meter aside before he and Guan Ailin slipped through in single file.

Once inside, Wen Nan was taken aback again.

This room looked nothing like the secret laboratory that Gu Jinxing and Hu Jiayao had shared in the chat group. It wasn’t an exact contrast but rather entirely different.

First, there were no neatly and densely arranged file racks, nor any black square metal boxes on shelves as previously described.

At first glance, no one would associate this room with an underground confidential data repository.

If Wen Nan had to describe it, he’d say it resembled a princess’s castle in an amusement park.

The room was spacious, with a well-like depth of over ten meters and a ceiling height of about five meters. Every surface—from ceiling to walls to floor—was painted in soft, pastel pinks.

The décor, furnishings, and various odd props scattered throughout the corners all imitated the style of Barbie dolls.

It looked like a dream house any young girl would yearn for...

No, wait.

Wen Nan scrutinized the room’s contents again and quickly spotted the problem—

The princess dresses displayed within the walls were exquisitely crafted, with multiple layers of generous fabric in the skirts. Yet, strangely, the chest area was completely hollowed out, refusing to cover even a single piece of fabric.

The cute little wooden horse in the corner, which should have had wooden handles on either side of its head, instead had them mounted upright on its back, one behind the other.

What looked like a climbing frame bore pink ropes and fluffy handcuffs hanging from it.

And the corners were filled with charming props whose innocent appearance belied their dubious purpose...

Behind this deliberately cute and dreamy atmosphere lurked the unmistakable label: “For adults only, not suitable for children.”

Wen Nan stood by the entrance and casually picked up a pink toy shaped like a cucumber.

The toy apparently contained pressure sensors; the moment it was grasped, it began to wriggle and emitted suggestive sounds.

Staring at the pink glow radiating from the toy’s surface, Wen Nan recalled a remark his junior sister had made earlier—

Behind the legendary G point lay a wealthy woman’s pleasure house.

If she was referring to this very room, then that rumor was no exaggeration; it was an apt description.

Lost in thought, Wen Nan saw Guan Ailin standing in front of a small wooden playhouse about waist-high, smiling and beckoning him over. “The projector is here!”

Wen Nan set down the toy that was making squawking noises and walked over.

The floor was strewn with various small toys Wen Nan couldn’t name, forcing him to tread carefully so as not to step on them. He tipI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.