As she spoke, she turned the pointer. "The people in 404 have also forgotten what the people in 504 said, and their memories of entering the main hall are also blurred. I suspect that all of this is related to the people in 504, but there is no evidence for the time being."

"Your memory of entering the main hall is blurred?" Wen Zuo quickly recalled what happened after entering the main hall and found that he still remembered it clearly. He breathed a sigh of relief but also felt strange. "It is certain that the three teams passed the second test point together, so they must have entered the main hall at the same time."

"But now their memories of entering the main hall are blurred. It is very likely that they discovered important information at that time, and the people in 504 were given an opportunity to blur their memories of that information."

Watching the pointer slowly turn, Mo Shuwan said in a low voice, "Actually, it's also possible that it's someone from 204. But considering that you all forgot what someone from 504 said, I'm more suspicious of 504 than 204. I don't believe there could be such a coincidence."

The pointer slowly came to a stop, and another lucky bag appeared on the wheel.

Watching Mo Shuwan pick up the lucky bag, Wen Zuo said in a low voice, "The only thing capable of doing this is this game world. Judging from the current situation, their only chance to tamper with things is through the lottery."

In other words, they may now also gain the ability to obscure each other's memories.

"call……"

Letting out a long breath, Mo Shuwan reached out and opened the lucky bag.

'From now on, your defensive items can be used.'

Mo Shuwan took out a defensive talisman and tried it out. It worked, but she was somewhat disappointed. This wasn't the information they wanted. What they urgently needed now was information on how to clear the level.

Wen Zuo comforted him, "It's already pretty good that you drew this. It just so happens that the punishment game that Liu Dongcheng drew is related to combat, which will be of great help to him."

"But we can't get in touch with him now, so we can't tell him the news."

Since they couldn't use defensive talismans after entering the third level of the test, it's easy to assume that they still can't use them. If Liu Dongcheng hadn't tried, he wouldn't have known that they could use defensive items at this moment.

Wen Zuo shook his head, "There's nothing he can do but rely on himself."

Mo Shuwan could only sigh helplessly. She squeezed the lucky bag in her hand, still completely unable to understand why she was given a reward for perfectly completing the punishment game task when she was clearly told that she had failed the game.

Which part of the process went wrong?

Or am I overlooking something?

Seeing that Mo Shuwan didn't speak, Wen Zuo could guess that she was still struggling with the fact that she had a reward despite losing the game, so he suggested, "How about this, you tell me everything you can say, and I'll tell you everything that happened on my end. Maybe you can find some information from it."

Mo Shuwan nodded quickly.

"After I went out, I was forced to participate in a punishment game. The mission was that I met the people from 404. They didn't know how to complete the mission either, and they didn't cooperate with the other three teams. But when I left, the people from 204 brought them a tray and said, 'A bunch of good-for-nothings, they're useless except for dragging us down.' After perfectly completing the punishment game mission, you'll get a reward, just like what we just drew. They also drew a reward once, but I don't know what their reward was yet. That's all the important information I can tell you."

Wen Zuo pondered for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Did you switch identities with the people from 404? You went to their team, and their people came here?"

Mo Shuwan opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound. She tried to nod, but found that she couldn't even turn her neck. She tried to blink again, but still couldn't succeed.

The rules of the game prevented her from revealing the details of what had just happened to Wen Zuo.

Wen Zuo immediately noticed Mo Shuwan's unusual behavior. He frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly took out paper and pen and began to write a poem. "I suddenly thought of the poem 'Xiangzhong Zuo' by the Tang Dynasty poet Wei Zhuang. Take a look and see what it means."

'A thousand layers of misty trees, ten thousand layers of waves, why not mourn at the Miluo River?'

'Those in Chu are unaware of the chaos in Qin, while those in the south are simply surprised by the large number of people.'

"My heart is not willing to allow the throne to be moved; Heaven's will should still decree to end the war."

"When misfortune turns to fortune, so be it; in the cold night, cease singing the song of feeding the oxen."

Mo Shuwan thought Wen Zuo was trying to bypass the rules to send her a message, so she quickly read the poem carefully, only to be completely dumbfounded in the end.

I haven't read this poem. Maybe I have, but I've forgotten it...

Wen Zuo didn't say anything. He switched to a red pen and drew a double arrow on the characters "臣" and "否". After pausing for about five or six seconds, he moved to other places and drew a few wavy lines. "Can't you understand?"

Mo Shuwan subconsciously shook her head, but when she looked into Wen Zuo's eyes, she suddenly realized something. She picked up the paper with the poem written on it and looked closely at the place where he had drawn double arrows and wavy lines.

There must be a message from Wen Zuo in these words! He wouldn't write a poem for no reason at a time like this. If he wanted to convey a message through a poem, he would definitely have given some subtle hints. But since he didn't say anything, it can only mean that the message he wanted to convey was just in these words, and had nothing to do with the poem itself.

Having figured out Wen Zuo's line of thought, Mo Shuwan read the poem again in its entirety, focusing on the two words marked with double arrows.

Just as she was trying to glean some clues from those two words, Wen Zuo, who had been waiting quietly, suddenly asked, "Did you switch identities with one of the people in 404?"

Mo Shuwan turned to look at Wen Zuo in surprise, not quite understanding why he suddenly asked this question again, because she had already tried and could not convey the correct answer to him in any way. As long as she wanted to answer, she could not move a single hair on her body.

Wen Zuo looked into Mo Shuwan's eyes and asked again, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally falling on the paper in her hand.

Mo Shuwan nodded vigorously, ignoring the other lines of poetry that were casually underlined with wavy lines, and stared at the two words marked with double arrows. Suddenly, she felt as if she had seen through the fog. This "否" was not the "否" in this line of poetry!

Taking a deep breath, she thought about the answer she wanted to give and tentatively said, "Your Majesty."

A smile appeared in Wen Zuo's eyes.

Mo Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief, pretended to read the poem aloud, and muttered under her breath, "You actually thought of this kind of method!"

"As long as it works."

Now that Mo Shuwan had grasped what she wanted to express, Wen Zuo leaned over and pretended to comment on the poem word by word with her. Because the poem was so irrelevant, the game rules excluded it, and Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo took advantage of this opportunity to convey those unspeakable messages.

"Were there more than two people playing the punishment game with you?"

"minister."

no.