Ai Si also came back to her senses. She suddenly realized that Zhang Shenxuan’s so-called method might be just like the secret that was revealed at the moment, which requires death.
Seeing that she understood, Zhang Jizu nodded and pointed to his mouth. Although he was pointing at himself, it was obvious that he was hinting at Ai Si.
"Breaking the silence and giving away the secrets" may be the key to getting out of the fog, and with the presence of a gravekeeper, no one will really die in this death.
Zhang Jizu was not pointing at Ai Si, but comforting Ai Si. He could see that the other party was a little nervous.
The war supervisor also felt the care of the Chosen One of Death, but... she still took a step back and shook her head apologetically.
She doesn't want to die.
Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes slightly, and instantly began to wonder whether the other party was coveting the secret after his death, but after looking at him for a long time, he found that this did not seem to be the case. This supervisory officer was indeed "afraid of death."
But the other party was not afraid of death, after all, no one could die with him around, but he seemed to be afraid of the subsequent impact that death would bring to her.
This made Zhang Jizu, a pastor, instantly understand something. This war supervisor was obviously a pastor, so why did he have such impressive combat power?
And from the very beginning she wanted to hang on to her life, which shows that being alive is very important to her, or in other words, longevity... is very important to her.
So is it possible that the other party used his life or longevity in exchange for his current strength?
It is indeed short-sighted to drain all the fish out of the pond, but if it were not for the support of the current catch, wouldn't this supervisor have collapsed long ago?
Thinking of this, Zhang Jizu chuckled, put a bottle of medicine at his feet, then quietly retreated, slowly disappeared in the fog, and said goodbye to the supervisor.
Since the other party chose to live, I cannot die in front of her, because that would directly expose my secret.
He needed to find a deserted place where he could die calmly, and then turn the secret in his heart into an unknown one to the ears of others.
But to be honest, once this secret is exposed, everyone will probably know that it will be me, right?
So, just wait a little longer, wait for the right person to be with you.
Zhang Jizu squinted his eyes, hiding in the fog like an old fox, listening intently to the movements around him, but he never expected that he would have to wait for a full hour.
No one dies anymore.
Is everyone afraid of death?
No, death is not scary, what is scary is social death!
All the "Chengshi" in the fog know that death is most likely the key to that door, but no one has the courage to go all out like the first two players.
This is not only because they are afraid that the secret in their hearts will be exposed, but also because they are all waiting, waiting for a third person to take action first, because in this way, they can "get" another secret for free.
Even if someone persists to the end, he may be able to obtain everyone's secrets, and thus infer the teammates who appeared in this trial and their most secret thoughts that cannot be known to outsiders.
So the current situation is no longer simply about finding the answer to get out of the fog, nor is it a trial with a simple purpose, but a game of patience and curiosity.
Everyone is waiting.
If not for the fact that one person has already experienced death, this wait might have continued endlessly. However, because the first player may have crossed the fog and entered the theater, taking over the entire situation, a time limit was added to this game.
There will always be someone who struggles between catching up with the former and keeping the secret, then fails, and finally strives hard to be the second person to push open that door.
Zhang Jizu couldn't guess who that person was, but he knew it definitely wasn't himself.
Sure enough, after two or three hours of long game, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore, and soon he heard the strange and distorted voice again, bringing a new secret to those who were still alive.
"Yes, I lied..."
And the moment this secret was made public, the same voice rang out again.
"Will he be my chance?"
Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes and felt that the time had come. Four secrets had already been revealed in the field, and with Ai Si unwilling to die in exchange for further exploration, he was now the only one left.
So he cleared his mouth and immediately followed with a soft voice: "Praise [Death]."
As soon as the words fell, the gravekeeper's body fell to the ground, and then the third secret sounded in the fog:
"I can't die yet, otherwise how can I bury them..."
Not long after, the gravekeeper lying on the ground opened his eyes again, as if he had never died, and stood up cautiously. The moment he stood up, he saw the fog in front of him suddenly dissipate, and a piece of frozen earth and the town houses turned into solid ice instantly appeared in front of him.
The Faith Theater, which was reputed to contain the secret of becoming a god, stood alone in the center of the town, the only building that was not affected at all by the icy and snowy storm.
It was indeed a theater, more like a circus theater.
Although the red eaves and yellow walls have become a little mottled due to paint peeling, it still looks so warm in this world full of blue and white.
Even through the gap in the door, there was a warm yellow light.
There seems to be a play going on inside!
Zhang Jizu's eyes narrowed into a slit, he took out a scalpel and walked carefully towards the theater...
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