"You take a look at this room, and I'll check on his condition."

After speaking, Mo Shuwan squatted down and first looked Zhou Quansheng up and down. She couldn't find any obvious wounds, but the blood under him indicated that he was seriously injured.

Since Zhou Quansheng was found in this room, Liu Dongcheng was worried that there was something strange about it, so he examined the room much more carefully than before. "What kind of wound?"

Mo Shuwan, who had just turned Zhou Quansheng over, frowned as she looked at the huge bloody hole on his left abdomen. "It looks like something very thick was inserted directly into his stomach—no, that's not right."

Mo Shuwan couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong. Looking at the bloody hole in Zhou Quansheng's stomach, she couldn't help but reach out and gesture to her own stomach. After a moment, her pupils contracted slightly. "All the flesh in that area is gone?!"

After searching the entire room and finding nothing amiss, Liu Dongcheng walked over to Mo Shuwan and began to scrutinize Zhou Quansheng.

The wound on Zhou Quansheng's abdomen had long been covered by blood and was not very clear.

He was much less polite than Mo Shuwan. He roughly pushed Zhou Quansheng to lie on his back on the ground and pressed on his stomach. Even without much force, a steady stream of blood gushed out from the huge wound, smearing Liu Dongcheng's hand.

His expression was rather unpleasant. "It looks like it was made by someone directly with their hands."

"Without the aid of weapons?" Mo Shuwan was surprised.

Liu Dongcheng shook his head. Although he trusted his judgment, he still carefully examined the wound again. His final conclusion was that the injury was not caused by a sharp weapon, but rather by someone directly inserting their hand into Zhou Quansheng's abdomen.

"Is it a monster?" Mo Shuwan couldn't think of anyone else who could achieve this level of power on their own, except for a monster.

But she quickly hesitated again. Besides the monster, there seemed to be another passenger who could do it?

Lin is extremely strange.

For some reason, Mo Shuwan just felt that he had this ability, even though apart from his strange eyes, he seemed very ordinary in other aspects.

"I don't know." Liu Dongcheng glanced at Zhou Quansheng's bloodless face. "He's still alive, what should we do? Just kill him?"

Mo Shuwan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "Forget it, just leave him here. He probably won't live much longer even if we don't do anything to him."

Liu Dongcheng glanced back at Mo Shuwan, knowing that she was actually unwilling to do these things.

Besides, she was the captain of their bus, and they would likely continue to work together in the future. Liu Dongcheng was willing to give her face and glanced regretfully at the humanoid points, "Then let's go. I've checked the room, and there's nothing strange about it."

Mo Shuwan nodded, took out a first-aid kit from her storage space, and under Liu Dongcheng's strange gaze, deftly took out the items for treating wounds, explaining, "I just said at the gambling table that as long as you don't deliberately cause me trouble, I'll consider it a favor."

Liu Dongcheng nodded at Mo Shuwan's familiar movements without saying anything more.

After bandaging Zhou Quansheng's wound and placing some medicine beside him, Mo Shuwan stood up. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she saw Zhou Quansheng, who had just kept his eyes closed, open them. The moment their eyes met, a strong thought suddenly popped into her mind.

Hurry up!

Mo Shuwan, who never ignored her intuition, immediately said, "Let's go."

After saying that, she stood up and rushed out the door, but after taking only two steps, she suddenly sighed helplessly.

You must fulfill your vow.

Watching the black text in the void disappear, Mo Shuwan felt extremely helpless. Her premonition was indeed correct. She looked at the progress bar on her phone, which was only one percent complete, and realized that she could not abandon Zhou Quansheng unless she completed one hundred percent of the progress.

This damn game!

Noticing Mo Shuwan's unusual behavior, Liu Dongcheng frowned. "What's wrong?"

Mo Shuwan said in a low voice with a frustrated expression, "The game has tripped me up, so I can't leave for the time being."

After saying that, she turned around and went back into the house. Looking at Zhou Quansheng, who was breathing heavily with his eyes half open, she silently squatted down and said, "I can only bandage your wounds as much as I can. I can't save you. If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, you'd better use them as soon as possible."

Zhou Quansheng looked at Mo Shuwan, who was barely breathing. He struggled to breathe, and with difficulty lowered his head, his eyes desperately looking down. Finally, he saw his bandaged wound.

"Help...help me...get up..."

Mo Shuwan did not refuse and reached out to help Zhou Quansheng up. She tried her best to be gentle with her movements, but even so, a lot of blood gushed out from Zhou Quansheng's stomach.

After helping Zhou Quansheng sit down against the wall, Mo Shuwan took a step back. She didn't look away, but just stared at Zhou Quansheng.

Zhou Quansheng, whether out of exhaustion to make Mo Shuwan and Liu Dongcheng leave or because he didn't intend to make them leave, took out a black bottle, poured the contents into it, swallowed it, and then put it back into his storage space.

Five minutes later, watching Zhou Quansheng's breathing gradually become steady, Mo Shuwan narrowed her eyes, very curious about the contents of the black bottle.

Five minutes later, Zhou Quansheng opened his eyes and looked at Mo Shuwan and Liu Dongcheng. "Thanks."

In just ten minutes, he was able to speak normally again.

It would be a lie to say that no one was tempted by what was in that black bottle. Right now, they couldn't even use the medicine packs, which meant that if they were injured, they could only endure the pain and rely on recovery potions to stay alive. But Zhou Quansheng clearly had items that could heal injuries...

Murder for treasure?

Startled by the thought that popped into her mind, Mo Shuwan smiled helplessly, looked down at her phone, and saw that the progress bar had reached ten percent. She said, "The game rules digitized my promise. Saving you was out of necessity. Otherwise, we wouldn't be so kind."

Zhou Quansheng paused, his pale lips pursed, and a smile curved at the corner of his lips. "You're very honest."

Mo Shuwan didn't respond. "Can you stand up? Also, could you tell me how you got this injury?"

"Not yet, I was ambushed by Lin Guaiji."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Quansheng was quite honest. Mo Shuwan stared at him for a moment, then pointed to his stomach with her finger. "He used his hand?"

"Um."

"That's pretty impressive."

Seeing Mo Shuwan's calm demeanor, Zhou Quansheng was somewhat surprised. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Liu Dongcheng standing next to him, and found that he didn't seem to be afraid either. He felt a little strange, "Don't you guys find it scary?"

"Of course it's scary."