Wang Jun thought for a while and said, "I think what Boss Cuihua said makes sense. We've been in the castle for so long and haven't found a single clue about the mistress. That's really unacceptable. Besides, it makes sense that the person she loves most is herself."
This was just speculation after all. If it were someone else's guess, they might have hesitated, but An Ge's image as a powerful figure was too deeply ingrained in people's minds. After she made the suggestion, everyone agreed without much hesitation.
Yang San breathed a sigh of relief. "Now that we've identified the target, the rest is just the preliminary task. I'm afraid the Earl's preferences might be kept in his own room."
"The mission might have pitfalls, but it's impossible to have absolutely no chance of completion. The chances of it being in Martin's room are slim. Tomorrow, you should talk to the butler more and try to find out any clues."
Regarding the mission, An Ge didn't want to get too involved. Firstly, her actions had already displeased Martin, and if she inquired, the information she received might not be accurate.
Secondly, she had already solved the most difficult part, and they could handle the rest on their own.
On the fourth day in the castle, the players had clearly split into two factions: one led by Ange, the "relaxed" faction, who spent their time eating, drinking, and searching for clues.
One faction, led by Li Heng, was the survivalists who ate meager meals and were wary of each other.
The castle was huge, and everyone searched almost every accessible area, finally finding some clues.
Holding a piece of paper, Wang Jun asked with some confusion, "Hey bro, what do you think of this hymn? And what do these symbols mean?"
An Ge took the paper and looked at its contents:
"The Great God of Darkness"
Your glory shines upon the earth.
You are my faith
I would dedicate my life to you.
I offer you my wholehearted sincerity.
May the light be dispelled, and darkness shroud the world, for in the darkness I will listen to the lamentations of all things…
After reading it, An Ge looked at Wang Jun with some sympathy. "The person you are praising is an earl, which is praising a god. It's not quite appropriate. I think you should call Yang San over."
Wang Jun understood instantly and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Holding the paper, Yang San looked at Wang Jun happily after hearing An Ge's explanation, "Brother Wang, thank you so much." He hadn't expected that Wang Jun would get the song before he even found it himself.
"Don't forget, these are just lyrics. These symbols should be the sheet music. Can you understand them?"
Unexpectedly, Yang San nodded, "I have some knowledge of Western ancient music, so this is no problem for me."
Wow, it's a perfect match for his major, Yang San is really lucky.
Yang San looked at the sheet music and soon began to hum it. After he finished humming the whole song, a golden light flashed across Yang San's body, which was eventually absorbed by An Ge.
Having gained divine power again, An Ge was in high spirits and comforted the dejected Wang Jun, "You should think about it from a different perspective. Maybe your task doesn't have any prerequisites at all. Since it's all about praise, you can just flatter him a bit."
"Is it...okay?"
"If we really can't find it, this is the only option." Although she said it somewhat jokingly, she did have this suspicion in her heart.
"Alright." Wang Jun was somewhat resigned to his fate. Anyway, with the big shot around, keeping his life shouldn't be a problem.
Over the next two days, there were no casualties, but An Ge could clearly see that Wu Ya and the others were surrounded by black energy, a sign that their luck had been drained.
When one's luck drops to a certain level, it is difficult to recover through natural forces unless the other party is a very kind person, but Wu Ya is clearly not one.
It seems that even if she manages to escape from the divine realm alive, she'll be a hopeless case, unable to even drink water properly.
On the sixth day, another person died; the deceased was Jiang Jiayue.
She didn't die in the room, but in a corner of the kitchen.
An Ge raised an eyebrow when she saw Jiang Jiayue's death. Compared to Liu Er, her death was much more pleasing, with only a fatal wound on her chest.
"It seems that Jiang Jiayue has violated the rules of death. From now on, everyone should stay away from the kitchen." Wang sighed. He didn't like Jiang Jiayue, but seeing a living person die made him feel sad, even though he was used to life and death.
Wu Ya threw herself into Li Heng's arms, her cries making the scene even more eerie.
"Touching the rules of death? Maybe." She remembered that Jiang Jiayue hid the food in the kitchen, and a life was lost in the kitchen. There was something intriguing about this.
Her gaze inadvertently met Li Heng's, whose eyes flickered for a moment before he forced himself to remain calm. "It's such a pity. We could have just held on for one more day."
After everyone left, Ren Yuxi whispered to An Ge, "Do you suspect that Jiang Jiayue wasn't killed by a ghost?"
"It's obvious that the ghosts here are harmful; they wouldn't be so polite. Besides, didn't you notice? Jiang Jiayue's food is gone."
"Hiss, there really are people who would harm others for food." She immediately thought of the food that Li Heng suddenly had. She never expected that such a seemingly upright person could be so wicked.
"Birds die for food, and humans can naturally cause others to die for food."
"Luckily I didn't join them." Ren Yuxi was once again thankful that she had stayed close to An Ge.
On the last day of the mission, Mo Pengfei also found a clue, and An Ge successfully absorbed a trace of divine power.
The seventh day was the last day of the mission. Everyone was waiting for Martin when suddenly a mechanical voice came from the air, "I'm glad you've persevered to the end, guests."
Before we officially begin the mission, let's play a little game. Among the players, someone is hiding their identity. Find them to survive; otherwise, you might be killed by them!
The malice in the voice was so palpable that even An Ge, who was in her own room, could hear it.
Sure enough, using rankings to break up the players' united front wasn't enough; they've started playing Werewolf.
"Bang bang!" A knock sounded at the door. An Ge opened the door and saw Wang Jun standing outside with a solemn expression. Behind him was Bitton, who had been holed up in the room.
"Boss, you heard that voice just now, right? We're all in the lobby, waiting for you."
An Ge curled the corners of her lips. Was she being included in this?
Upon entering the hall, everyone looked at each other warily, their gazes becoming even more cautious when they saw An Ge appear.
"Everyone's here. Let's all voice our doubts," Wang Jun said, taking charge of the situation.
Wu Ya spoke first, "Is that even a question? Which of us isn't thinking about escaping for our lives? You're all alone, wandering around like you're in your own home. Isn't that obvious?"
Before An Ge could speak, Ren Yuxi retorted, "That's because they're capable. We were all doing well, but because someone kept sowing discord, the cooperation broke down."
An Ge crossed her arms and said, "Anyone who doubts me can vote. I have nothing to say."
Anyway, she's not a player and won't be bound by the rules, so no matter what, she'll be safe and sound.
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