Choosing people is like playing permutations and combinations; it's a skill. Sworn enemies like the Rose Gentleman and the Tombkeeper Servant must never be paired together, or one will lie and happily watch the other's head get chopped off.
Similarly, Dongfeng Jushi cannot go either. He is too lazy. If he slacks off and deliberately commits suicide, it will cause losses to the team.
The one who finally spoke was Mr. Shuhai, his eyes fixed on Princess Camellia: "You are a candidate."
Princess Camellia was feeling a bit depressed, her brows thick with unresolved sorrow. "If this is everyone's choice, I have no choice but to accept it. But... why me?"
"You're a bitch." Mr. Shuhai saw nothing in her superb acting skills. He said calmly, "No matter what secrets you have hidden deep in your heart, we won't be surprised."
"…"
Princess Camellia's eyelids twitched, and she lost her previous cautiousness in her words. She sneered and said, "Then you want to go too."
Mr. Shuhai: "I have the ability to take charge of the overall situation. My absence will be detrimental to my subsequent command."
None of them are good people, but it's completely different to say some things or not.
The final candidates were Princess Camellia and Teng Snake Cave Master. The latter, as the culprit in the exchange of identities between the host and the player, had to take more responsibility.
Princess Camellia walked forward with a slightly faster pace, and deliberately stood in the position where the Teng Snake Cave Master had been just now. However, this time the silver thread took the initiative to wrap around his wrist.
Princess Camellia's expression changed slightly. Was she required to answer the question?
He raised his eyes and looked at the old lady with a malicious look. The old lady was not afraid at all. Instead, she laughed even more happily. After laughing enough, she said, "Your name."
"…Princess Camellia."
The old lady found the card that belonged to him and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Lucky guy! You only have to answer one question!"
Upon hearing this, Princess Camellia did not feel relieved, but instead narrowed her eyes vigilantly.
"Excuse me--"
The old lady dragged out her voice deliberately, as if she were hosting a TV show. "Before you secured the right to host Ji Heng's death game, did you think that all the colleagues Su Er had cheated on were garbage?"
The last two words were pronounced with particular emphasis.
In just a short while, I couldn't remember how many times I had been silent today.
An unknown amount of time passed before Camellia Princess looked at Su Er, who was not far away, and said word by word, "You are cruel enough."
"Please answer the question directly." The old lady was unhappy: "If you say any words that are irrelevant to the answer, it will be considered a failure."
It didn't feel good to have an axe hanging over one's head. The Teng Snake Cave Master urged, "Hurry up."
Knowing she couldn't escape, Princess Camellia took a deep breath and said, "Yes."
"…"
Soul smiled.
From this answer on, this so-called 'gamer group' can no longer unite.
Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a melancholy look on his face: "We will eventually grow into the kind of people we once hated the most."
It was like I had fully experienced the host's pleasure in sowing discord.
A faint sense of sadness drifted away in the wind, and the expressions of the others were quite ugly.
The old lady finally ended her exaggerated performance. The scales turned back into a crutch. She stepped aside to make way, bowing her head slightly. "Congratulations, everyone! You've passed the self-examination stage."
Princess Camellia had an ugly look on her face and was the first to walk over, followed by the Teng Snake Cave Master and Mr. Pu Liu.
The three of them responded impulsively, knowing that they were no longer welcome, so they simply put aside their prejudices and formed a small group.
The cemeteries on the mountain were built in a very messy way. Some tombs had not been visited for years. Wild grass had grown on them, and the soil on the graves had collapsed, almost connecting to the ones next to them.
The mountain was filled with graves. Mr. Shuhai paused for a moment and murmured, "Search separately."
The fortune teller: "I have no objection."
Sur suddenly appeared and lectured: "Based on my experience as a player, this is a sign of internal division."
No one paid any attention to him and everyone went to look for Zhao Shinan's grave.
Su Er didn't care about being ignored. He picked a big tree and climbed up to watch everything.
The rustling of leaves suppressed the sighs.
The game had already begun for a while, and no player had suffered any accidents so far. This was a failure on the part of the host. However, a smile soon returned to Suer's lips... He was anxious, and presumably these people were even more anxious.
Failure is not scary. What is scary is being the first person to fail and being included in the textbook will surely lead to being ridiculed for a long time.
When it comes to the ability to guess people's minds, Su Er is not inferior to anyone.
Just as he judged, everyone was trying to avoid being the first to be hit.
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The crisscrossing mountain paths, raised rocks and snake holes will hinder movement.
Dongfeng Lay Buddhist's pace was even slower, his wheelchair greatly limiting his speed, and of course his sluggish personality also played a role. As a direct result, he was still lingering at the entrance for quite some time.
Let one of them die quickly.
He sincerely hoped that this way he could die at the hands of a goblin without worrying about it, and at the same time not be criticized too much. After all, in most cases, only the last and first place would become the focus of discussion.
Just as Dongfeng Jushi was fishing, the communicator suddenly rang.
[Smiling Face Merchant: I assume you chose Coal Face Meet People for all three items. Do you want to exchange them?]
Dongfeng layman looked up, lost in thought. He hadn't considered the Coal Face Shield as a defensive item before coming here, simply hoping to stay hidden. But now the situation had changed. If he simply relied on the same item, he might become the first victim.
After making a decision, he replied: [Okay, where are you?]
[Smiling Merchant: Just keep going forward and you'll see it.]
Mr. Dongfeng stuck his head out to look, but didn't see anyone, so he quickened his pace a little.
The smiling merchant was an exceptionally cautious man. He was currently hiding in a shallow earth pit, seemingly a reserved space for a coffin that had been stranded for some reason. Standing inside, he could conceal his form while still keeping half his head exposed, allowing him to observe the situation outside at any moment.
It is not difficult to find the whereabouts of Dongfeng Jushi. The sound of wheels rolling over the yellow earth can be heard from a distance.
Just as the smiling businessman was about to go out, another figure jumped into his sight. He frowned and chose to stay put.
On the other side, Dongfeng Lay Buddhist felt he had walked a long way and still hadn't seen anyone. He lowered his head and sent a message: [Where is he?]
[Smiling businessman: There is a traitor, terminate the transaction.]
"…"
Mr. Dongfeng put away the communicator with an expressionless face. His first reaction was that Smiley Face had been kicked in the head by a donkey.
Before he could even begin to complain, he suddenly sensed a surge of negative energy. This energy wasn't from a ghost, but rather some weak individual.
Mr. Dongfeng made a quick judgment and did not move forward. At the same time, someone appeared from the side, bypassing several lonely graves, and the little man sitting on his shoulder was very eye-catching.
Knowing the origins of the clay figurine, he began to ponder. Suddenly, he understood the smiling merchant's concerns. Since he was never too lazy to engage in riddles, he asked directly, "Are you sent by Sur?"
"What do you think?"
Having said that, Mr. Rose's tone was more like asking, "Do you want to die?"
Just because Dongfeng Jushi was lazy didn't mean he had no brains. He held up his eyelids, which were about to droop, and fought back the sleepiness as he changed his words: "Cooperation?"
People with the same goals are prone to conflict. For example, the Smiling Face Merchant and the Rose Gentleman both aim to win in the end, but he is completely different. He just doesn't want to be the first to be eliminated.
Of course, Mr. Rose would not miss such a great help from nature, so he nodded.
After they left, Soul appeared in front of the smiling businessman and said, "You missed the opportunity to join forces."
The smiling businessman shrugged it off: "I suddenly have a better partner."
Su Er seemed to have thought of something.
The smiling merchant confirmed his thoughts and did not hide his target: "A loyal servant guarding the grave."
After Su Er was manipulated by the Rose Gentleman into the Tomb Guardian's match, the conflict between the two sides became even more irreconcilable. In comparison, the Tomb Guardian was even more emotional. He might not win, but he would definitely cause trouble for the Rose Gentleman.
The smiling businessman climbed out of the pit, sat on the weeds and used the communicator to call the loyal servant guarding the tomb. The latter happened to be nearby, and the two hit it off and left in cahoots.
Seeing this scene, Sur couldn't help but shook his head. This was not a team battle game at all, it was clearly a large-scale mutual tearing scene.
·
It is taboo to make loud noises in a cemetery.
Suer had just said it casually before, but everyone took it to heart. Based on his many years of experience as a host, this was definitely a death-triggering rule.
However, just when everyone chose to communicate by typing as much as possible, the silence was finally broken.
There was a burst of incessant cursing from the front, accompanied by some strange noises.
Camellia Princess was closest to the source of the sound. She took out her props and walked over very cautiously.
On the tomb about four or five meters away from him, the body of the Tengshe Cave Master was tightly attached to the tombstone. At this moment, only half of his body was left, and the skin on his back was forcibly integrated into the tombstone bit by bit. The flowing blood was about to gather into a stream on the ground.
Princess Camellia approached cautiously, observed, and concluded, "It's hopeless."
The stone tablet is like a meat grinder, cutting the flesh.
"I know it without you telling me." The Lord of Tengshe Cave was sweating profusely from the pain.
Even if you don't actually die, the pain is real.
"How miserable!" Camellia Princess rubbed her eyes in a pretentious manner, seeming to be very sad. Then, before the other party was still conscious, she quickly asked, "What just happened?"
If we knew what death conditions he had violated, we could learn from it and avoid them in advance.
The Tengshe Cave Master knew exactly what was going on, biting his lip tightly and remaining silent. The tombstone had already cut into his lungs, and he could only hold out for another minute at most.
Princess Camellia quickly promised, "If I win, I'll give you half of the prize."
The Lord of Tengshe Cave did not trust his strength.
Princess Camellia pushed up her glasses and said, "Strength isn't everything."
This statement had a certain effect; at least the Tengshe Cave Master didn't resist too much, but instead began to weigh the pros and cons. The Camellia Princess was indeed quite scheming. Initially, the three of them had temporarily banded together because of the scales of truth. Shortly after entering, the Camellia Princess first gave Mr. Pu Liu a tool, persuading him to cooperate with others and share the information they had gathered with the group. She then persuaded him to explore the area, while she herself remained in the safe zone.
Now she is pretending that her eyes are red because she is hurt. She is definitely a green tea bitch.
It was difficult to stay awake after losing too much blood, and it seemed that no one else was coming. The Tengshe Cave Master immediately made a decision and placed his bet on him. "Not all tombstones have names. I was just being too clever."
Princess Camellia quickly went around behind him, but unfortunately the body of the Teng Snake Cave Master was almost completely embedded in the tombstone, and with the blood staining it, it was unclear whether there was any writing on it originally.
At this time, the Lord of Tengshe Cave finally couldn't hold on any longer and completely merged into the tombstone with his eyes open in death.
The bloodstains were still there, and a vague outline could be vaguely seen on the tombstone through the blood... The Lord of Teng Snake Cave had a strange smile, as if he had become a part of the tombstone.
Princess Camellia summed up a law of death: Do not explore the monument without words.
In fact, the master of Tengshe Cave had nothing wrong with his idea. Who said that Zhao Shinan's tomb must have a tombstone or an inscription? It can only be said that he was too unlucky and just triggered the conditions for death.
Someone had just died here, so it was not a good idea to stay here for long. Princess Camellia continued to move forward and found a palm-sized figure stumbling.
The weeds were not friendly to the clay figurine and it would trip over it if it wasn't careful. Every time it walked a distance, it looked around cautiously and soon saw the Camellia Princess.
The little clay figure opened his mouth wide.
Gentleman Rose only brought two clay figures this time. The mountain was vast and the clay figures had limited physical strength, so they took turns exploring.
"It's true that enemies often meet on a narrow road." Princess Camellia walked over and asked: "When you ran away with Rose, did you ever imagine that this day would come?"
The last clay man said, "You didn't beat him."
Princess Camellia bent down and said cruelly, "The host can be resurrected after death, but the clay figurine may not be."
The last clay figure turned around and found a talisman on his back with the word 'rebound' written on it.
Each host can bring three props. Both of the Rose Gentleman's are talismans, which are one-time consumables that can rebound 80% of the enemy's attacks.
Princess Camellia temporarily suppressed the idea of killing it out of frustration.
After escaping the disaster, the last clay man carefully searched the tombstones, trying to find one with the name "Zhao Shinan".
Princess Camellia followed behind him, apparently using the clay figure as a pathfinder.
The last generation of clay figures also realized this and knew that even if they made some discoveries, they would only be caught up by others.
"Are you leaving or not?" Princess Camellia's smile was tinged with menace. "Don't forget that the talisman can only save your life once."
The last clay man had no choice but to temporarily succumb to the evil forces, thinking about countermeasures as he walked.
Princess Camellia sneered behind him, "So many people dislike the clay man because of Su Er, and yet Rose actually dares to let you out."
The last clay figure said honestly, "He gave me two choices: either grow up and become independent, or fail, then I can only..."
His head drooped and his voice gradually faded.
The Camellia Princess built her happiness on the suffering of the clay figurine, and asked gloatingly, "Will I be thrown out like useless trash?"
"No." The last clay figurine hurriedly shook his head. "If I fail, I'll have to go back and inherit the family property like the other clay figurines."
"…"