Please have some ghost cola

At this moment, other than Alexander, there were six other selectees in the memory room, each with a gloomy expression, appearing as though they were heading to their death.

There were four men and two women. Two of the men and one woman were dressed in student attire, their tattoos marked with blood-red stains, clearly newcomers.

The other two men, one was dressed in a business suit, appearing to be a successful professional. 

The other, in his fifties, was short and stout with a face full of horizontal flesh, a long scar on his face, and a faint tattoo visible at the back of his neck underneath his clothes.

Aside from these, there was a woman dressed in a short maid outfit. The skirt just covered her buttocks, revealing her long, beautifully shaped legs, encased in a pair of white stockings that went over her knees, smooth as cream.