If Sheyan were to ask an ordinary person, the person would definitely not be able to answer Sheyan's question, but for the contestants who struggled on the edge of life and death all the time, paying attention to details was an essential skill. Aldarius instantly answered, "It should be the E-3 entrance. Why, is there a problem?" "The bastard I told you about, I met him at the A-18 entrance. He should be glad he didn't meet you. Otherwise, he won't even have the chance to lie groaning in bed like he's doing now," said Sheyan flatly. "By the way, how long have you been here in this damned place?" "About twelve hours. You're one of the ones that arrived pretty late. The time now is 7:16 p.m., and if I remember correctly, the final deadline is twelve o'clock tonight. Oh right, I heard the fluctuations from several people's breathing outside the door just now. Weren't you brought here by a waiter?" asked Aldaris. Sheyan shook his head. "I left a small gift for the Major who tried to take my pants off, and that inevitably caused some trouble. But a man they called the Dark General took care of everything for me. He claimed to be a member of our instructor team. He was the one who brought me here to you." "Please, can you not use such disgusting words as "brought me here to you"?" said Aldaris with a disgusted expression, "The only one who's interested in your ass is that f*cking Major." At this point, Aldaris suddenly frowned. "What did you just say? Our instructor team? Who's qualified to instruct me? Aren't we just here to carry out a mission?" Sheyan gave him a contemptuous look. "Did you spend the last twelve hours jerking off in here? Why does a newcomer like me, who's been here for less than an hour, know more information than you do?"