Nobody wanted to be the last one. Players who were initially being picky and acting like interviewers immediately changed their approach, prioritizing the number of times they could complete the game when choosing teammates.
The skill names are hard to find out; the standard is the number of times you've cleared the game. At least those with more experience have better mental fortitude.
Someone pulled out a teammate nearby, and upon hearing the opposing team say "six rounds," immediately pulled out a bracelet. However, the player who said "six rounds" turned around and went to find the player behind him who said he had cleared eight rounds.
Another pair of players successfully teamed up, and the system started a three-minute countdown.
"Make a clear decision about whether or not to team up. If you choose others, they will choose you too. If you hesitate any longer, there will be fewer and fewer people left."
"I've practiced martial arts for many years. Is there anyone who can team up with me and clear all four rounds?"
"The one with the fourth game, look at me?"
"Can't players of the same skill level team up? I have a girlfriend, finding a female player would be like asking me to cheat on her."
"What are you doing? Can't you explain this to me?"
In the anxious crowd, Liang Fengzhi, standing in the far corner, spotted Shi Jinzhe and Shehe sitting diagonally opposite each other, looking calm and composed.
She strode over and slammed her hand on the table. "You're all very calm. Could you please tell me what's going on? I was just at home when I was suddenly brought to this place."
Shi Jinzhe was surprised to see Sister Liang here. Instead of explaining, he asked Liang Fengzhi to sit down first.
"Did you receive a greeting card before you came in, saying that you had linked your account?"
"Yes, I thought it was someone's prank. The name written in red pen looked particularly unlucky, so I just threw it away. Now what should I do? Should I find someone to team up with first?"
Upon hearing the red name, Shi Jinzhe immediately realized that the unlucky person who had received the greeting card was Sister Liang in front of him.
She became a cheater.
This is really bad luck.
Sister Liang clasped her hands together, straightened her back, and frequently glanced at the crowd.
Someone just asked her if she wanted to team up, but when asked about the number of times she had cleared the dungeon, she didn't know the answer immediately because she didn't know. The person who asked her immediately changed their mind and left. So Sister Liang vaguely understands that someone like her who doesn't know anything will inevitably be abandoned.
The system notification that the team had been successfully formed was getting faster and faster. With two minutes remaining, half of the players in the restaurant still hadn't found teammates.
A middle-aged man in his forties passed by Sister Liang several times, licking his lips incessantly. In the air-conditioned restaurant, he was sweating profusely with nervousness.
From the middle-aged man's panicked expression, Sister Liang could tell that this was no acting; if they couldn't form a team, the consequences would be severe!
She couldn't sit still any longer. She said, "Excuse me," and quickly stood up to find someone to team up with. She couldn't just wait around; she had to make an effort.
"Hold on."
Sheh called out to Sister Liang, "Sit back down first, someone will come to you to team up."
Confused, Sister Liang took two steps back and sat nervously on the edge of the sofa chair, as if she was about to get up and leave at any moment.
"I...I probably won't be chosen."
“Someone will come on their own,” Shekh repeated.
Sister Liang's king cobra is well cared for. She loves her snake. Sher likes this human who treats snakes with such care and is willing to give her some pointers and help her out.
Someone here recognized her and Shi Jinzhe, knowing they were advanced players. If Sister Liang sat here a little longer, people would naturally come over.
The sparkling diamond bracelet dazzled Liang Jie's eyes. After staring at it for a few seconds, she decided to listen to Sher.
Compared to the others, these two were too calm, and she had seen quite a few people coming towards them from the corner, probably all wanting to team up with them.
The fact that so many people came even though they did nothing suggests that they likely recognized the two individuals.
They are famous, or they are capable, or both.
Sister Liang pinched her fingers together and gave a formal self-introduction, "Liang Fengzhi, how should we address you both?"
Shi Jinzhe said his and Shehe's names, then looked up and saw two people coming this way.
One had spiky hair and wore a gray tracksuit, while the other was in his early twenties, wearing ripped jeans and a loose-fitting black short-sleeved shirt. At first glance, they looked like typical, clean-cut college student outfits.
"Hello, my name is Lin Xian, wanna team up?"
The player wearing ripped jeans reached out a hand from behind Liang Fengzhi, stepped over the chair, and sat down at the dining table.
Liang Fengzhi wasn't picky; anyone would do. He quickly turned to shake hands with him, put on the bracelet, and nodded in agreement to team up.
Frustrated by falling behind, the man in the gray tracksuit cursed under his breath, glanced at Shi Jinzhe and Shehe, and went to find someone else.
[Last minute! The remaining seventeen players, please hurry!]
With fewer and fewer options, the short guy in the gray tracksuit picked the tallest one out and found a pretty female player who looked smart, and quickly put the bracelet on her.
With ten seconds left, there were five people on the field. Apart from a middle-aged woman who kept asking what was going on, the other four stopped being picky and paired up.
After the twenty-four couples were paired up, the single aunt looked around and noticed that so many people were casting pitying glances at her. She had a bad feeling.
At that moment, the restaurant door opened behind her, and a hoarse, indistinct voice came from the speakers above her head.
"Please...take...the...trash...outside..."
"Wh-what trash?" The aunt was so startled that she took two steps back and knocked over the trash can behind her with a clatter.
No one spoke in the restaurant, so she reached out to the person next to her for help, seeking a sense of security.
Next to the aunt was the short-haired girl who had initially wanted to team up with Shi Jinzhe. She turned her back and stood behind her teammates.
Seeing no one respond, the auntie shakily picked up the small trash can, looked up blankly, and asked, "Is...is this it? Take this out?"
"Yes...please...leave..."
The middle-aged woman shuffled towards the restaurant entrance.
Upon reaching the gate, she tentatively extended one foot, when suddenly a dark figure grabbed her ankle and abruptly pulled her away.
"Ah—! Help..."
"Bang!"
The restaurant doors were immediately closed, shutting out the urgent cries for help. No one could hear anything, but the atmosphere was tense.
Liang Fengzhi's shoulders twitched, suppressing the instinct to shout out. What was that outside?
That middle-aged woman... what happened to her?
As if hearing her thoughts, Shekh told her, "The person is dead."
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