Yang Zhou and the fake Wen Zuo also stood up.

Chen Jiaxu's body trembled more and more violently. Mo Shuwan comforted him for more than five minutes without stopping before he slowly turned around and put down the hand that had been covering his eyes.

"team leader……"

His eyeballs looked as if they had been gouged out alive, and there were burn marks around his eyes. Mo Shuwan did not show any surprise and waved to Chen Jiaxu, "As long as you are alive, the other hardships will pass."

Fake Wen Zuo turned to look at Mo Shuwan, feeling that her words were a bit too cold at this time, and comforted her, "Although Shuwan's words are a bit blunt, she is right. When we get to a place like this, it is inevitable that we will get injured. As long as you get back to the bus alive, your eyes will be healed."

Chen Jiaxu slowly walked up to Mo Shuwan and squatted down, then covered the eye without a pupil with his hand, his voice low, "I understand."

Mo Shuwan also squatted down, looking at Chen Jiaxu who was hanging his head, and asked softly, "Are you scared? Do you have psychological trauma?"

"Book Evening..."

"Don't speak."

Fake Wen Zuo paused, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just pursed his lips.

Yang Zhou glanced at Mo Shuwan and then at Wen Zuo, then walked over to Chen Jiaxu, squatted down, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Captain, I... I had my eyes gouged out alive! I saw it! I saw myself with my eyes gouged out! Those damned monsters threw my eyes into a pot and made me eat them!"

It seems that Chen Jiaxu's biggest psychological trauma right now is eating his own eyes.

Mo Shuwan couldn't help but frown.

She hadn't encountered this type of mission before, and sighed inwardly. She really didn't know how to comfort her in this situation. After thinking for a moment, she decided to try offering comfort from the perspective of analyzing the game: "This game isn't as simple as you think. Sometimes what you see isn't necessarily the truth—"

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Jiaxu, as if finally seeing a lifeline, suddenly looked up at Mo Shuwan and anxiously interrupted her, "Captain, do you mean I didn't eat my own eyes?"

"No," Mo Shuwan replied decisively.

Chen Jiaxu, who had been holding his breath, instantly relaxed upon Mo Shuwan's confirmation. He collapsed to the ground, bursting into tears of joy, "That's great, that's great, I didn't eat human flesh."

Mo Shuwan quietly watched Chen Jiaxu, who was crying and laughing, and waited until he calmed down a bit before asking, "What is your survival rate now?"

After reviewing his stats, Chen Jiaxu turned pale. "Only forty percent left." He quickly took out his lucky coins from his bag and used up the remaining ones.

Seeing that the survival rate had only risen to a little over 60%, he felt a wave of despair and then looked at Mo Shuwan with pleading eyes, saying pitifully, "Captain, it's only, it's only risen to a little over 60%."

Mo Shuwan hummed in agreement. "Your fear is too strong, which is causing your survival rate to drop quickly. In this game world, survival rate is equivalent to our life. The lower your survival rate, the more dangerous the situations you encounter. Do you understand?"

"Thank you, Captain." Chen Jiaxu quickly used the lucky coin Mo Shuwan gave him five times. Seeing that the survival rate had risen to fifty percent, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked embarrassed. "I couldn't control myself. I was really scared."

"Remember this: the more afraid you are, the closer you get to death. Do you still dare to be afraid?"

Chen Jiaxu looked at Mo Shuwan with a blank expression, "Shouldn't I be even more scared?"

Mo Shuwan couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that Chen Jiaxu's emotions had almost recovered, Yang Zhou, who was squatting nearby, spoke up to explain, "When you think about dying from fear, of course you'll desperately try to suppress that fear."

Chen Jiaxu still looked bewildered. Yang Zhou glanced at Mo Shuwan, and with her tacit approval, pulled Chen Jiaxu to sit down in the corner and quietly told him about his experiences.

No one's mission is easy, but compared to Chen Jiaxu, they can be considered lucky. After all, the difficulty of the mission world is cumulative, and they have come from the low-difficulty mission world, so their mental endurance is also growing stronger step by step.

Fake Wen Zuo glanced down at the time, his brows furrowed. "Only three minutes left."

"Don't worry, the people in 404 haven't finished their mission yet either."

Fake Wen Zuo couldn't calm down. He didn't want to collapse in this place again. Anxious, he couldn't help but stand up and walk to the door, trying to pull on it. "We have to think of something!"

Mo Shuwan looked at the fake Wen Zuo pacing back and forth with amusement, hugged the hope who had finished eating the meat into her arms, and sighed helplessly, "What can we do? We can't even get out the door."

"We can't just sit here and wait! What if Liu Dongcheng doesn't complete the mission, or what if the people from 404 complete the mission first? Who knows what kind of punishment awaits us!"

It seems that the fake Wen Zuo is really anxious. When he speaks to Mo Shuwan, he no longer pretends to be gentle. His irritable and anxious voice makes Yang Zhou and Chen Jiaxu, who are talking in the corner, look up.

However, Mo Shuwan didn't seem to care, her voice remaining calm, "There are only two minutes left now. Even if you figure out a way to leave the room immediately, do you think you can find Liu Dongcheng within two minutes?"

Fake Wen Zuo cursed under his breath and sat down angrily against the door. He was now beginning to regret choosing such an identity, as not only was he weak, but his teammates were too!

Is it really possible for this team to leave the game world safely?

In the last minute, Yang Zhou and Chen Jiaxu also stopped talking. The game hadn't yet notified the third team that the mission was complete, so they still had a chance.

grumble--

Mo Shuwan looked down at Hope and reached out to pull the stratosphere next to her as well.

In the corridor, Liu Dongcheng, covered in blood and panting heavily, sprinted toward room 304. In another direction, Wang Lin was also frantically rushing toward room 404. Whoever got back to the room first would get the last spot.

As soon as the fake Wen Zuo, who was sitting by the door, felt the door being pushed open, he suddenly stood up and grabbed the doorknob. When he saw Liu Dongcheng standing in the door, he was overjoyed and immediately pulled him into the room.

Congratulations on passing the test. You will leave in eighteen seconds.

Mo Shuwan stood up and helped Liu Dongcheng, who had been dragged into the room by the fake Wen Zuo, to his feet. She immediately said, "My demand is to bring back the real Wen Zuo!"

The fake Wen Zuo's ecstatic expression froze, and he stared at Mo Shuwan in disbelief, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Yang Zhou and Chen Jiaxu immediately stood up, watching the fake Wen Zuo warily. Liu Dongcheng had already been reminded by Mo Shuwan, so he wasn't surprised. However... the real Wen Zuo hadn't been switched out.