[Witch God!!! We absolutely must let those who lack compassion pass!]

[Initial scores: Witch God 200 points, everyone else 500 points. Good luck to everyone else!]

[Witch God, I don't know if you can see this, but on our end, it shows that Song Wenzhi and the other two are cannon fodder male supporting characters, they were originally going to die... So, if they complete this mission, they can gain a life-saving skill.]

[Yes, yes, Zhou Yunwei too! So it was some kind of scheming female supporting character projected here?? I'm a bit confused too, God of War, you sort out the information yourself.]

Upon seeing the messages from netizens, Wu Yue fell into deep thought.

She knew that the tasks triggered during the upgrade were unavoidable, but she was really angry at the time. Now that she's calmed down, she realizes something is amiss.

Was the intention of choosing someone close to her to participate in the game with her to make her lose her sense of propriety?

The others were wiped out, and she continued on to the next sub-world; the mental torment she endured was of no benefit to the livestream.

That's unnecessary.

If the system was initially designed for her own good, to help those close to her change their fate, then the information that netizens mentioned that she couldn't see must be true.

Que Guanghuai, Song Wenzhi, Qian Bolun, and Zhou Yunwei are the shadows projected onto the cannon fodder characters. In the real world, they may die or be injured due to some accident, achieving the tragic ending of the cannon fodder characters.

To be honest, Mu Junyan's appearance also bothered her a lot.

To catch evil spirits, Song Suian only needed to ask the Black and White Impermanence to say a word, but instead he had to come to Class 18 to teach, wasting most of his time teaching in the human world.

Has Yama become so free?

Wu Yue thought, he must have other motives. What could they be?

Suddenly a cool breeze blew into her clothes, and Wu Yue shrank her neck slightly and looked up.

This is an ancient village where darkness embraces low-rise houses. The tallest buildings here are only three stories high, shrouded in a hazy darkness under the night sky. Occasionally, when you can't see them clearly, you might get the illusion of a city without an owner.

The moonlight whispered, and the lush trees cast shadows and rustled softly.

The red lanterns hanging in front of each house were not lit, so it was pitch black.

"There are some abilities you can't use, be careful." The boy's whisper came from beside her ear, and Wu Yue was stunned.

A slight condensation formed in his palm, but what he actually formed was a wisp of air.

Just as I expected.

Please proceed to the three-story building to meet up with the other players.

The two looked up at the same time and saw the tallest building in the entire village, which was very conspicuous and the only one of its kind.

They hurried over, but the door was locked from the inside.

Yan Chiyu knocked on the door, and after a while a slightly frightened voice came from inside: "Who is it... No, don't open the door!"

The door's soundproofing was clearly inadequate, and the person speaking was several decibels louder than usual. Yan Chiyu and Wu Yue, standing outside the door, heard everything clearly.

The door unlocked automatically without anyone needing to open it.

Hearing a click, Yan Chiyu reached out and pushed the door open. Light shone through, gradually revealing the scene inside.

It was a large hall, roughly the size of a regular classroom, with a simple round table in front of which sat four strangers.

A man and a woman were sitting on a long bench not far from the round table.

Upon seeing the person at the door, they immediately jumped up: "Yueyue!"

"Brother Yan!"

The two people were Song Wenzhi and Zhou Yunwei. Their frightened expressions subsided a little, and they ran over and each threw themselves into someone's arms, crying.

Yan Chiyu felt a little disgusted with Song Wenzhi in his arms, but he didn't kick him away. He raised his hand and lifted Song Wenzhi by the back of his neck: "Keep your distance."

“Brother Yan…” Song Wenzhi looked up pitifully, “I’m so panicked right now. It feels like I’m dreaming.”

Beside her, Wu Yue patted Zhou Yunwei's back and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The orange industry is thriving.

[Suddenly want to support a cult, hahaha]