Regardless of what Wan Sheng might encounter after his sudden disappearance, Mo Shuwan led the two dinosaurs and ran back to the door in about a minute. Almost simultaneously, Liu Dongcheng, who had returned from the other side, also ran back to the door. Before the two could even raise their hands to knock, the door opened automatically.

"Wen Zuo!"

Mo Shuwan, who rushed into the room, was completely stunned; the small room was empty.

Liu Dongcheng noticed some bloodstains on the ground, squatted down, and touched them. "They're still warm. He must have just left."

Mo Shuwan gritted her teeth and reached for the door knocker, but no matter how hard she tried, the door wouldn't budge.

grumble--

"roar!"

The two little dinosaurs roared at the same time. Mo Shuwan, looking dejected, slumped to the ground by the door. She reached out and pulled Hope and Stratosphere into her arms, whispering, "Don't roar."

As the last note faded, the door opened again. This time, Mo Shuwan didn't hesitate at all. She immediately stood up and opened the door, then froze, followed by an indescribable surge of joy.

Standing outside the door was none other than Wen Zuo, who should have been in the room.

“You’re back.”

Of course, Mo Shuwan was not overwhelmed by the surprise. When she saw that it was Wen Zuo standing at the door, she paused for a moment and then looked at his wrist. After confirming that there was indeed a black bracelet there, she quickly reached out and pulled Wen Zuo into the room.

"We just found blood in the room. Are you injured somewhere?" Mo Shuwan asked anxiously, grabbing Wen Zuo's arm and looking him over. Although she saw bloodstains, she didn't find any obvious wounds, so he must have treated it himself with a medicated pack.

Just as Mo Shuwan was about to lift her clothes to check, Wen Zuo, who had been obediently standing still, pressed down on her arm that was gripping his clothes and said gently, "I'm fine, don't be nervous."

"What happened just now? What happened to you after we left? How did you end up coming back from outside?"

Wen Zuo patted Mo Shuwan's hand reassuringly, "After you left, I did encounter some problems, but the door opened automatically not long after, reminding me to deliver the tray."

"I finished delivering the tray one minute and twenty seconds ago."

Mo Shuwan also looked down at her phone and said, "I don't know the specifics, but I checked when I was halfway there. It was about forty seconds, so it should be a little over a minute or two."

Wen Zuo nodded and said, "That's right. Once you've completed your task, my situation will disappear, and then I'll have to deliver the tray."

Mo Shuwan couldn't ignore the numerous new bloodstains on Wen Zuo's clothes and was eager to know what had happened to him in the room.

Liu Dongcheng also wanted to know, and under their questioning, Wen Zuo had no choice but to tell them everything that had just happened. Although he described it in a lighthearted manner, just from that he could imagine how dangerous it had been.

"If either of us had been a step slower, your hand would have been ruined." Mo Shuwan's expression was not good, but she was also very glad that she hadn't wasted any time on the way there.

"That's right."

Liu Dongcheng, however, was focused on something else entirely: "You didn't have the slightest ability to resist just now?"

Wen Zuo shook his head helplessly, "Absolutely not, I can't even move a finger."

The three of them fell silent. The rules of this game were too cruel. The three of them were completely tied together. If any one of them messed up, the other one would be in mortal danger. This kind of real life-and-death situation was a first for all three of them, and the feeling was very subtle.

"I just went to the room of the new G-09 team. Their behavior was strange. They asked me if I had opened the door, looking very helpless... To be more precise, it was like they wanted to save us but couldn't, even though one of the reasons we were in this situation was that we didn't open the door."

Mo Shuwan was indeed very angry just now, but even in her anger, she still maintained a sliver of rationality, taking in the expressions of the few people she could observe. "I can't tell from their expressions that they are lying."

Liu Dongcheng thought for a moment and shook his head. "I didn't find anything here. I went to the team that hadn't said a word, and their performance was the same as before, no change."

Wen Zuo narrowed his eyes. "Just now in the main hall, the new G-09 team—" He trailed off, then helplessly took out the last voice-restoring pill and swallowed it. He continued, "When the captain told us not to open the door, another team stopped him. If we follow the previous reasoning, they teamed up to put on a show for us in the main hall."

Liu Dongcheng's expression was gloomy. "If we are eliminated, there will be no competitors. Three teams are just like three doors."

Mo Shuwan, who was standing next to Wen Zuo, stared blankly at Liu Dongcheng and suddenly asked in surprise, "What did you just say? You went to that team that hasn't said a word yet?"

"yes."

Mo Shuwan looked surprised. "You must be mistaken. Which team hasn't spoken up?"

Now, Liu Dongcheng and Wen Zuo both turned to look at Mo Shuwan, their eyes filled with the same doubt. "Besides the new G-09 team and that team that keeps insisting we're idiots, there's only one team left, right?"

After they finished speaking, they saw that Mo Shuwan's expression had changed, and their mood also became somewhat heavy. They trusted Mo Shuwan's judgment and knew that she would not joke about such things. The fact that she brought this up now meant that she must have really discovered something.

Mo Shuwan said, "They spoke, and three doors appeared in the main hall. After the guy who threatened that we couldn't go through his door finished speaking, someone said 'arrogant.' Have you forgotten or do you simply not remember?"

Wen Zuo shook his head, "I have absolutely no memory of it."

The same goes for Liu Dongcheng.

A moment later, Wen Zuo suddenly said, "And not long ago, after that team brought the tray, I also mentioned that they had never spoken. Did you not notice that at the time, or did you simply not remember it?"

Mo Shuwan thought about it carefully, but she really couldn't remember what the situation was at the time, so she could only shake her head and say that she didn't remember.

Since entering the third sub-level, the situation has become increasingly confusing. The three of them were several hours late in getting here, and they had no idea what information the other three teams had. They were completely baffled.

Just as they were making various speculations about the current situation with heavy hearts, the knocking sounded again, first twice, then three times.

Having learned from the previous experience, and with Wen Zuo knocking on the door when he returned, and Mo Shuwan opening the door without any unexpected incidents, Liu Dongcheng, who was standing close to the door, opened it from behind.

There was no one outside the door, but a line of black characters appeared in the void.

'The game was lost. Now we're adding a penalty game. Please take it seriously. Good luck!'