"This isn't...we don't need it...never mind, you haven't been eating properly since yesterday, how about we go upstairs first?"

"Get out of the way!" Number One suddenly shouted hysterically, and seeing Number Two start to reach for his medicine as usual, he suddenly waved his hand.

"Take it away! Get this damn drug out of my sight!" Her eyes were bloodshot. "You think you can control me with this?! You're a madman!"

The medicine bottle flew out and hit Number Four's arm. The piercing death sound effect rang out again. He shook his head dejectedly and then took his hand off the joystick.

"Never mind, let's talk about it tomorrow." Number Three patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, then turned to look at Xiao Cheng and the others. "He has already done his best."

"It's okay, let's think of another way." Xiao Cheng read it several times from beginning to end. The last move was basically a dead end, and it would probably have been the same result no matter who was in charge.

"No way!" Number One refused decisively, then pointed at Fang He and said, "Go ahead and try. It's impossible to drag this out until tomorrow."

Number Two couldn't stop her and could only give her an apologetic look.

“When you know it’s impossible, there’s no need to waste time going up there,” Fang He shook his head.

"It's okay." Seeing that Number One was about to lose his temper again, Xiao Cheng patted Fang He on the shoulder, stopping him from refusing again. "Go and try it. You'll be more convinced after you've tried it."

Fang He paused for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

But as it turns out, the inability to complete the game was indeed a problem with the game itself.

"As things stand, humans cannot achieve that reaction speed; at least, we cannot."

Fang He looked at the pixelated figure lying miserably on the screen, released the control button, and stretched his overly tense hands.

"This is an impossible game to beat."