No one had replaced the security door at all.

His current thought was, since he couldn't get out, he might as well find a place to stay here.

"But... why is finding a somewhat safe place to sleep so damn difficult?"

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran stood in front of Room 502 and let out a deep sigh.

His sigh drifted continuously in the silent fifth floor.

Finally, it seemed to trigger something, drawing out the drift of another voice.

"A safe place? Is the underworld safe enough for you?"

Suddenly, another man's voice sounded, and the man's voice was very close.

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran was now afraid of hearing strangers' voices.

Especially when he looked up and saw that strange man slowly walking out from Ding Dali's bedroom in Room 502.

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran still remembered what the Armored Man wearing Western plate armor had said to him before leaving: "In this building, I'm not the only one wearing armor hunting you."

If this one in front of him was included, that would make the third.

And this one in front of him was different from the previous two.

The previous two, one wore Western plate armor, the other wore Cherry Blossom Country Gusoku.

As for the man in front of him now, whose age was unclear.

He wore precisely ancient Hua Country armor—Mingguang Armor.

Mingguang Armor was the most representative armor of the Tang Dynasty.

Outwardly gorgeous, majestic, with very high defensive capability.

The person in front was nearly 1.85 meters tall. Even without armor, he'd stand out in a crowd.

Wearing it, he appeared even more imposing and powerful, especially since he also wore a golden iron mask.

After concealing his features, he seemed even more dignified and extraordinary.

Looking again, the weapon in his hand wasn't a blade or sword, nor was it a spear or staff.

It was a pair of golden, gleaming hammers.

Many people are misled by various ancient period dramas.

They think the hammers some military officers wielded in ancient battles, not to mention the absurd ones like Li Yuanba or Pei Yuanqing's.

But at least were about the size of a watermelon.

But in reality, historically accurate hammers had hammerheads about the size of an egg.

If they were really like those in dramas, you wouldn't even need to fight; it'd be unplayable.

Don't look at these egg-sized hammers and think their power is unimpressive; they are actually a major killing weapon.

Therefore, many people joke online that in modern close-quarters combat without firearms, you could dominate with just a claw hammer.

Many think that's nonsense; isn't a claw hammer just something used to hammer nails in daily life?

That thing can dominate?

Probably not even as good as a kitchen knife, right?

But in reality, that thing really can dominate, one knock and they won't make a sound.

"Sigh..."

Now, seeing this golden-armored warrior before him.

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran let out a deep sigh.

He felt utterly heart-weary.

Seeing this, the Mingguang Armor Man asked, "Why the sigh? Don't worry, in this building, there are only three people wearing armor. I don't know if I'm the second or third you've encountered?"

"Should be the second or third, right? I see you're holding that katana."

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran didn't make a sound, just felt tired, heart-weary.

The Mingguang Armor Man let out a laugh: "Not answering is fine. Anyway, you're going to die here today."

"I don't know if you've met the other two or what their current situation is."

"Maybe you killed them? Or what?"

"However, I am not those two minnows."

"I am completely different from them."

"After all, the armor those two are wearing is mine."

"Wearing that set today was also forcing a duck onto a perch."

"So, them failing to take you down is somewhat surprising to me, but not too surprising."

"After all, your reputation is resounding; otherwise, you wouldn't have attracted so many of us to hunt you alone."

"But, still, as the saying goes, your journey ends here."

The Mingguang Armor Man gripped his twin hammers and stepped towards Blue-Haired Jiang Ran. Each step was like a mountain treading upon the earth, thud, thud, thud.

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran didn't leave either. He just tightly gripped the katana with both hands, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was as if he had made an unwavering resolution.

He swung the blade, slashing towards the Mingguang Armor Man.

This slash was fast; Blue-Haired Jiang Ran was using his full current strength.

And the Mingguang Armor Man opposite him had no intention of dodging this slash at all.

The slash viciously struck the Mingguang Armor Man's right shoulder area.

But, the blade merely took a tour on the surface of the armor.

After striking, it simply slid downward.

It caused no effective damage whatsoever to the Mingguang Armor Man protected by his armor.

The Mingguang Armor Man didn't even move, just snorted coldly, "Try again?"

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran remained silent, gripping the katana with both hands again, then suddenly thrust forward.

The tip of the katana stabbed at the Mingguang Armor Man's chest area.

It did stab home, but no matter how much force he applied, it just wouldn't pierce through.

He could only see the tip indeed retracting inward, but the retraction was limited.

"Useless, all futile."

"I'm different from those two minnows. They usually don't train much; just wearing the outermost layer of armor tires them half to death."

"But I have three layers of armor on me."

"The first layer is Mingguang Armor, the second is leather armor, the third is cloth armor."

"So, slashing and stabbing with blades and spears are useless against me, unless you use blunt weapons."

The Mingguang Armor Man gestured with the pair of egg-headed hammers in his hands, sneering.

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran just felt that favorable circumstances, geographical advantages, and human support were all against him.

How do you fight this?

His current situation was equivalent to him being a top-tier Honor of Kings booster.

Someone took his phone to help him turn the game around.

He took over, full of confidence, only to find, when the fight started, the phone lagged explosively.

Movement was stuttering and jerky; how do you fight like that?

Just like when he took over the body from Good Person Jiang Ran.

He found this body's fatigue level was maxed out.

No wonder that guy left early...

"Why does this apartment building have a freak like you who plays with armor?!"

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran was close to breaking down.

Back on Earth, he had never broken down like this.

After coming here, being pulled out by the System to help the kind-hearted main personality resolve crises, he always ended confidently; everything was a piece of cake.

But now, he was truly close to being driven mad.

The Mingguang Armor Man sneered, "Then you should thank my dad properly."

"Your dad?!"

"Yes, my dad. My dad is a madman, a madman utterly obsessed with armor."

Even though wearing a golden iron mask, one could still hear his teeth grinding as he said this.

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran thought, here comes another storyteller. Perfect timing to recover a bit, and, just in case, if this guy was like the previous one, finishing the story and not fighting anymore?

But who knew.

The Mingguang Armor Man opposite suddenly said, "You think I'd give you a long-winded story about myself?"

"What a joke."

"Those things are my most painful memories. I'd have to be mentally ill to talk about them. The last time I talked about them was when I was caught, confessing before the police."

"If you're really that interested in my story, then go to the underworld and ask the King of Hell!"