The rest of the people, upon hearing this, all turned to look at Shangguan Nana.

Seeing Shangguan Nana's actions, they were momentarily stunned and then exchanged puzzled looks, not understanding what she intended.

"Didn't you say to swipe the room card and see if it works?"

Shangguan Nana turned her head in confusion, looking at Zhou Yingting, puzzled as to why Zhou Yingting was so surprised.

Zhou Yingting paused, with a peculiar expression on his face.

Is this guy unable to understand the joke here?

"Put it down quickly, I was just kidding."

Zhou Yingting took a deep breath and then seriously said.

A joke?

Nana, hearing this, suspiciously put down her hand, and the flame on her fingers vanished.

Seeing this, Zhou Yingting breathed a sigh of relief, and then the group moved towards the elevator.

As the elevator button was pressed, Zhou Yingting suddenly seemed to recall something, and his fingers slightly paused.

"Do you all remember your seat numbers on the bus?"

At Zhou Yingting's words, everyone present was momentarily stunned and then held their breath.

"Are you saying our room numbers match the bus seat numbers?"

The people present listened to Zhou Yingting's words, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

They felt it seemed unlikely.

But thinking carefully, it somehow seemed a bit possible.

So suddenly being asked to guess their room numbers, they wondered where to start guessing from.

Numerically speaking, the only time they encountered numbers on their way here was on the bus.

However, who would have thought to look at their seat numbers on the bus at that time?

Thinking of this, suddenly someone's face turned a bit gloomy.

"Are you sure the bus seat numbers are our current room numbers?"

Someone thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask further.

Zhou Yingting shook his head, "I don't know, this is just some of my speculation. It's up to you to decide."

"Did any of you pay attention to your seat number?"

Zhang Yi thought for a moment, and currently, Zhou Yingting's speculation seemed fairly reliable.

Moreover, no one else had any other clues now, so it seemed they would have to go with Zhou Yingting's suggestion.

However, everyone present shook their heads when they heard this.

"It was so chaotic back then, who would remember that?"

"Exactly, under those circumstances, who would notice their seat number?"

The group listened to Zhou Yingting's words, shaking their heads continuously.

The seat numbers on the bus were usually on the overhead luggage rack, and who would be free enough to look at the seat numbers on the luggage rack then?

Zhang Yi, hearing this, sighed, knowing it was unlikely for anyone to have noted the number, as he hadn't paid attention to his own number at that time.

But if that's the case, things seemed a bit troublesome.

It seemed that the only way to find their respective room numbers was of no use after all.

Thinking of this, they all felt quite a headache.

"Sigh, not knowing the seat numbers, we can only choose randomly now."

"With so many numbers, how could we possibly choose correctly?"

"Indeed, it's up to luck now. Has anyone won a lottery frequently?"

The group began discussing the situation.

Given the current circumstances, they no longer held much hope.

In this situation, it was unlikely for them to pick the correct number.

"Wait, there might be another way."

Seeing everyone so pessimistic, Qiao Peimu suddenly spoke up.

Hearing this, everyone turned to look at him, "What, did you see your seat number back then?"

Someone asked in confusion, staring at him.

Qiao Peimu shook his head, "I didn't, but I remember being next to Zhou Yingting back then. If reasoning like this, my room should be next to his, right?"

Qiao Peimu's words left everyone momentarily stunned, then their eyes brightened.

It seemed plausible indeed.

Moreover, the numbers seemed to connect in a sort of sequence.

"Aren't there three positions on each floor?"

Though they didn't know their number, they remembered one strange point about the bus.

The bus seats were in a row of three, different from other buses they had seen, so they remembered it clearly.

"Take out the numbers and have a look."

Saying this, they immediately took out the room cards to check.

Soon, they organized the numbers clearly; their room cards matched the bus seat numbers, with three positions on each floor.

It seemed that Zhou Yingting's speculation was correct.

"Now everyone write down their bus seat according to their memory; as long as it's not mistaken, you should be able to find your room card!"

Seeing this, Qiao Peimu was delighted and quickly spoke.

The group nodded and began to search for their seats according to their memory.

Zhou Yingting's position was fixed, in the fourth row on the bus.

Thinking carefully, there indeed seemed to be no one beside Zhou Yingting back then.

Soon, everyone pieced together their bus positions from memory.

But this brought another problem.

Who was first?

The bus had left and right seats, but when choosing room cards, which one was number one?

Now, even Zhang Yi was at a loss.

Everyone was momentarily at a standstill.

"I think you should go upstairs and check, maybe there will be some hints up there,"

Seeing the debate go nowhere, Zhou Yingting suggested.

Arguing here wouldn't yield a solution; it was better to go up and see if the layout resembled the bus.

If so, they could find their rooms up there.

The rest heard this and nodded after considering.

Given the current situation, it seemed to be the best solution.

"Let's go, as per the earlier assignment, three people per floor."

Zhang Yi said, pressing the elevator button again.

There were several elevators, four in total, and as per Zhang Yi's suggestion, they acted in groups of three.

It was best to stick together as a group of three during this time.

After everyone was settled, Zhou Yingting also entered the elevator.

Zhang Yi was on the sixth floor; after entering the elevator, he looked at Zhou Yingting, "You're alone on the fourth floor, be careful."

"If anything happens, come find us immediately."

"Don't worry."

Zhou Yingting nodded and looked up.

He wasn't sure what the situation was on the fourth floor, hopefully, no dangers awaited.

His gaze rested on the fourth-floor button, and as the elevator arrived, the doors opened slowly.

Zhang Yi and the others seemed somewhat apprehensive themselves, showing no intention of leaving the elevator.

Zhou Yingting waved them off and stepped out alone.

From the elevator's angle, one couldn't see the fourth-floor layout; Zhou Yingting turned a corner and vanished from Zhang Yi's sight.

"Let's go."

Zhang Yi pressed the elevator's close button, and it ascended slowly.

The group was now dispersed into several elevators, which made the elevators feel somewhat empty.

Zhang Yi forced himself to be alert, ready to find his room upon reaching the sixth floor.

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