At around 8 o’clock in the evening, not quite late but already dark and thick with darkness, the players disembarked, most wearing unpleasant expressions.
In less than ten minutes, another person had died.
Many of them had no idea why the person died.
Zhao Kehan’s body was carried down.
One of the two people carrying the body was the woman in the red blouse, known as “Ren.”
At first, some players tried to approach her because they had seen the woman in the red blouse following Xue Wei on the bus 01. Subconsciously, they mistook her for a player.
As one player was about to move closer, another female player stopped him.
Then, he saw the blood dripping from the corner of the mouth of the woman in the red blouse. Dark red traces spread on her red blouse.
The woman extended her blood-soaked tongue, licked the corner of her mouth, and smiled. As she smiled, blood gushed from her mouth.
The player was nearly frightened to scream.
The horror of this scene was chilling.
The reality behind this scene was equally terrifying.
She was not a player.
Those who were thought to be players killed players.
The three people sleeping in the back finally came out. When they emerged, Zhao Kehan was being carried under a tree. All they could see was the deep and large wound on his neck, blood gushing out.
As he was hung upside down on the tree, blood flowed down like “splash, splash.”
It was too far away, and in the darkness, players couldn’t see the details. They could only hear the sound of blood splashing on the ground and the strong scent of blood, enough to become nightmare material.
“How did Zhao Kehan die?” Pang Yang couldn’t believe it.
In his view, Zhao Kehan was a very clever player.
When they first entered the instance, it was Zhao Kehan who analyzed the instance for them and told them about behaviors to avoid. At that time, Pang Yang looked at him as if a mediocre student looked at a top student.
Fang Qi was also surprised. Zhao Kehan’s death was too sudden, too unexpected.
Ning Su whispered, “The woman in the red blouse who slept next to him, she’s a corpse or, rather, she’s no longer a corpse; she’s about to become a ghost.”
Both of them were stunned, and now they could probably guess why Zhao Kehan had died.
If she could speak and, combined with the signal from Xue Wei, they all came up together, the subconscious might mistake her for a player. Being so close to her, it would be easy to fall for it.
“Damn!” Pang Yang grabbed his own curly hair. “Just thinking about that scene gives me goosebumps. This is too unpredictable.”
Fang Qi’s mood was complex. “If, during the meal, he walks over to our side and listens to your experiences, then he probably wouldn’t have died.”
If he knew the process of Pang Yang being deceived by the corpse, he might be more cautious.
Both of them felt heavy-hearted.
They realized the difficulty of this instance and understood why, at the beginning of the instance, they were assigned to different buses.
This way, most of them didn’t know each other, making it challenging to distinguish between around two hundred corpses and thirty players in the dark environment.
At noon, they gathered a bit, but not all players came down. They still couldn’t be sure who the players were.
In this short time, players who came down from bus 01 basically knew that Zhao Kehan had mistaken the woman in the red shirt for a player before being discovered, but they were unclear about the specific details.
A short-haired female player said, “I feel like gathering in one bus is not safe.”
If they were still separated as before, in different buses with three players each, at least they could be sure which two were players and avoid such incidents.
Xue Wei’s face looked unpleasant.
She wasn’t afraid of dying; her displeasure stemmed from feeling manipulated by the rules of this dungeon world.
Initially separated into different buses, their information couldn’t be exchanged in time, so they found a way to gather.
The process of gathering was smooth. The bus driver accepted them without any reaction, as if she was waiting for them to come together.
Then, using this information asymmetry to orchestrate deaths.
Separation had its ways of killing them, and the gathering had its ways of killing them.
The short-haired girl made a reasonable point, but Xue Wei felt like she was being questioned and challenged. She sternly said, “If you were on another bus, would you think of such a method of exposure to exist? Could you avoid it?”
The short-haired girl fell silent.
Xue Wei: “If you’re uncertain, don’t make conclusions.”
She predicted that the alarm would ring soon and walked in Ning Su’s direction. “Quickly sign up.”
As soon as she arrived, the surrounding people followed suit, immediately understanding what she meant.
“Gu Xinghua.”
“Lu Si.”
“Ji Xuejun.”
“Bao Yu.”
After Xue Wei decided to go to bus 01, she let six more people come up. A total of seven new players joined the bus 01, including Zhao Kehan who had died, and another one who was actually a corpse. With that, only five of them remained.
Apart from the Human Pupa Master Xue Wei, these were the four.
The man who had been following the Human Pupa Master was called Gu Xinghua.
The crew-cut guy was Lu Si.
The short-haired girl who said gathering together was unsafe was Ji Xuejun.
The other woman with a low ponytail and a cold demeanor was Bao Yu.
Ning Su scanned them and, hearing Fang Qi reporting his name, followed by Pang Yang reluctantly reporting his name.
They all knew that signing up was beneficial for everyone.
Ning Su also reported his name.
The Human Pupa Master said, “There’s one more man at the back. What’s his name?”
Both Fang Qi and Pang Yang knew that indeed, there was still a man lying down at the back, but they didn’t know his name.
Ning Su: “His name is Ling Xiao.”
“He hasn’t come down, it’s a bit strange. Could he not be human?”
“...”
Ning Su couldn’t object.
Sorry, he also didn’t know if he was human.
Xue Wei: “He is human. I talked to him when we stopped for the first time.”
Ning Su glanced at her, saying nothing.
“Ding Ling Ling!——”
They only had time to introduce themselves before the piercing sound of the bell rang again.
Xue Wei: “Remember each other’s names and faces. Trust no one except us few!”
Several players nodded, closed their mouths, and stiffly followed the corpses into the vehicle.
As they boarded, passing by the corpse of the woman in the red shirt, she laughed, “Hehehe,” and said, “Zhao Kehan, Hongyu Society.”
She startled several players. They knew Zhao Kehan was exposed because he mistakenly thought she was a player, but they didn’t know she knew Zhao Kehan’s identity.
Ning Su looked at her thoughtfully and returned to his bunk.
Zhao Kehan’s bunk was empty, and no one else came up. As this situation unfolded, those who were originally staying in their respective buses became even more reluctant to board this one.
The vehicle swayed and started moving again.
It was quiet when they first boarded, but after a while, noise filled the air.
Ning Su’s bunk was against the rear wall of the vehicle, with Pang Yang’s bunk to his right and Fang Qi above.
The light on the upper bunk was slightly brighter than the lower bunk. Whether it was safer or more dangerous was unclear.
A better point was that the view was broader.
Fang Qi lay on top, quietly observing the situation inside the bus.
As they had initially predicted, these corpses were evolving. Last night, they were like unconscious zombies, and tonight, most of them would be able to speak.
Fang Qi sensed that they might be capable of more than just that.
At around 8 o’clock in the evening, not quite late but already dark and thick with darkness, the players disembarked, most wearing unpleasant expressions.
In less than ten minutes, another person had died.
Many of them had no idea why the person died.
Zhao Kehan’s body was carried down.
One of the two people carrying the body was the woman in the red blouse, known as “Ren.”
At first, some players tried to approach her because they had seen the woman in the red blouse following Xue Wei on the bus 01. Subconsciously, they mistook her for a player.
As one player was about to move closer, another female player stopped him.
Then, he saw the blood dripping from the corner of the mouth of the woman in the red blouse. Dark red traces spread on her red blouse.
The woman extended her blood-soaked tongue, licked the corner of her mouth, and smiled. As she smiled, blood gushed from her mouth.
The player was nearly frightened to scream.
The horror of this scene was chilling.
The reality behind this scene was equally terrifying.
She was not a player.
Those who were thought to be players killed players.
The three people sleeping in the back finally came out. When they emerged, Zhao Kehan was being carried under a tree. All they could see was the deep and large wound on his neck, blood gushing out.
As he was hung upside down on the tree, blood flowed down like “splash, splash.”
It was too far away, and in the darkness, players couldn’t see the details. They could only hear the sound of blood splashing on the ground and the strong scent of blood, enough to become nightmare material.
“How did Zhao Kehan die?” Pang Yang couldn’t believe it.
In his view, Zhao Kehan was a very clever player.
When they first entered the instance, it was Zhao Kehan who analyzed the instance for them and told them about behaviors to avoid. At that time, Pang Yang looked at him as if a mediocre student looked at a top student.
Fang Qi was also surprised. Zhao Kehan’s death was too sudden, too unexpected.
Ning Su whispered, “The woman in the red blouse who slept next to him, she’s a corpse or, rather, she’s no longer a corpse; she’s about to become a ghost.”
Both of them were stunned, and now they could probably guess why Zhao Kehan had died.
If she could speak and, combined with the signal from Xue Wei, they all came up together, the subconscious might mistake her for a player. Being so close to her, it would be easy to fall for it.
“Damn!” Pang Yang grabbed his own curly hair. “Just thinking about that scene gives me goosebumps. This is too unpredictable.”
Fang Qi’s mood was complex. “If, during the meal, he walks over to our side and listens to your experiences, then he probably wouldn’t have died.”
If he knew the process of Pang Yang being deceived by the corpse, he might be more cautious.
Both of them felt heavy-hearted.
They realized the difficulty of this instance and understood why, at the beginning of the instance, they were assigned to different buses.
This way, most of them didn’t know each other, making it challenging to distinguish between around two hundred corpses and thirty players in the dark environment.
At noon, they gathered a bit, but not all players came down. They still couldn’t be sure who the players were.
In this short time, players who came down from bus 01 basically knew that Zhao Kehan had mistaken the woman in the red shirt for a player before being discovered, but they were unclear about the specific details.
A short-haired female player said, “I feel like gathering in one bus is not safe.”
If they were still separated as before, in different buses with three players each, at least they could be sure which two were players and avoid such incidents.
Xue Wei’s face looked unpleasant.
She wasn’t afraid of dying; her displeasure stemmed from feeling manipulated by the rules of this dungeon world.
Initially separated into different buses, their information couldn’t be exchanged in time, so they found a way to gather.
The process of gathering was smooth. The bus driver accepted them without any reaction, as if she was waiting for them to come together.
Then, using this information asymmetry to orchestrate deaths.
Separation had its ways of killing them, and the gathering had its ways of killing them.
The short-haired girl made a reasonable point, but Xue Wei felt like she was being questioned and challenged. She sternly said, “If you were on another bus, would you think of such a method of exposure to exist? Could you avoid it?”
The short-haired girl fell silent.
Xue Wei: “If you’re uncertain, don’t make conclusions.”
She predicted that the alarm would ring soon and walked in Ning Su’s direction. “Quickly sign up.”
As soon as she arrived, the surrounding people followed suit, immediately understanding what she meant.
“Gu Xinghua.”
“Lu Si.”
“Ji Xuejun.”
“Bao Yu.”
After Xue Wei decided to go to bus 01, she let six more people come up. A total of seven new players joined the bus 01, including Zhao Kehan who had died, and another one who was actually a corpse. With that, only five of them remained.
Apart from the Human Pupa Master Xue Wei, these were the four.
The man who had been following the Human Pupa Master was called Gu Xinghua.
The crew-cut guy was Lu Si.
The short-haired girl who said gathering together was unsafe was Ji Xuejun.
The other woman with a low ponytail and a cold demeanor was Bao Yu.
Ning Su scanned them and, hearing Fang Qi reporting his name, followed by Pang Yang reluctantly reporting his name.
They all knew that signing up was beneficial for everyone.
Ning Su also reported his name.
The Human Pupa Master said, “There’s one more man at the back. What’s his name?”
Both Fang Qi and Pang Yang knew that indeed, there was still a man lying down at the back, but they didn’t know his name.
Ning Su: “His name is Ling Xiao.”
“He hasn’t come down, it’s a bit strange. Could he not be human?”
“...”
Ning Su couldn’t object.
Sorry, he also didn’t know if he was human.
Xue Wei: “He is human. I talked to him when we stopped for the first time.”
Ning Su glanced at her, saying nothing.
“Ding Ling Ling!——”
They only had time to introduce themselves before the piercing sound of the bell rang again.
Xue Wei: “Remember each other’s names and faces. Trust no one except us few!”
Several players nodded, closed their mouths, and stiffly followed the corpses into the vehicle.
As they boarded, passing by the corpse of the woman in the red shirt, she laughed, “Hehehe,” and said, “Zhao Kehan, Hongyu Society.”
She startled several players. They knew Zhao Kehan was exposed because he mistakenly thought she was a player, but they didn’t know she knew Zhao Kehan’s identity.
Ning Su looked at her thoughtfully and returned to his bunk.
Zhao Kehan’s bunk was empty, and no one else came up. As this situation unfolded, those who were originally staying in their respective buses became even more reluctant to board this one.
The vehicle swayed and started moving again.
It was quiet when they first boarded, but after a while, noise filled the air.
Ning Su’s bunk was against the rear wall of the vehicle, with Pang Yang’s bunk to his right and Fang Qi above.
The light on the upper bunk was slightly brighter than the lower bunk. Whether it was safer or more dangerous was unclear.
A better point was that the view was broader.
Fang Qi lay on top, quietly observing the situation inside the bus.
As they had initially predicted, these corpses were evolving. Last night, they were like unconscious zombies, and tonight, most of them would be able to speak.
Fang Qi sensed that they might be capable of more than just that.
