The door opened automatically, and the people inside jumped up as soon as they saw her. "Wansheng, how are you? Are you alright?"
Mo Shuwan shook her head, then, remembering Wan Sheng's description of her, she quickly smiled and said, "It's nothing serious."
No one suspected anything, and they all breathed a sigh of relief as they escorted Mo Shuwan into the room. The eight of them filled the room to the brim, and the door closed automatically after they entered.
Mo Shuwan, feigning illness, sat in a corner with her back against the wall, observing the other seven people discreetly. Just as her gaze fell upon the team leader, a sentence suddenly appeared in the void.
"Captain, do you think we can leave here alive?"
Mo Shuwan was slightly taken aback and immediately saw the countdown after the sentence. He glanced at the others without showing any emotion and found that they did not have any special reaction. In other words, only he could see it. There was a total of one minute of countdown, and he still had time to think about the meaning of the sentence.
"Squad leader, I've calculated it. The next tray will arrive in half an hour."
"Half an hour? That's already pretty good."
Everyone nodded in agreement. The previous few times the trays were delivered, the intervals were less than ten minutes. Now that there was a half-hour break, it was already quite good.
The squad leader, who was also the captain of the team, took out some compressed biscuits and water. When he gave them to Mo Shuwan, he specially replaced the compressed biscuits with a soft bread. "Eat something first. There are only about twenty hours left before the end of this test. We can't let our guard down."
Mo Shuwan silently accepted the soft bread and water he offered, and saw that another line of text had appeared in the void, while the countdown of the previous line only had a dozen seconds left.
Thank you, Captain.
Mo Shuwan's expression darkened slightly. What exactly did those two sentences mean?
Do I have to say it out loud?
Since she was now Wan Sheng, who had only one arm, Mo Shuwan unscrewed the bottle cap with her teeth. She slowly took a sip of water, her mind rapidly replaying the information Wan Sheng had told her. In the end, she helplessly discovered that none of the information he had given her, which could be described as nonsense, contained anything related to these points.
If this is something the game rules require her to say... considering they were all calling each other class monitor just now, if she were to call out "captain" now, wouldn't that directly hand the suspicion to them?
With her mind in a complete mess, Mo Shuwan finally decided to wait and see what those two sentences meant.
The countdown finally ended as she watched intently.
'You failed to complete the task; difficulty increased.'
'team leader……'
really……
With a silent sigh, Mo Shuwan lowered her head and swallowed the water in her mouth. Her face pale, she smiled at the person sitting opposite her and said, "Thank you, Captain."
"Wansheng?"
Mo Shuwan avoided the other person's gaze with a flicker in her eyes, and said in a muffled voice with her head down, "Captain..."
The two lines of text in front of her retina disappeared. Although she had completed her mission, the seven people in the room frowned and looked at her strangely. They were obviously suspicious. But Mo Shuwan still didn't speak. She just lowered her head and refused to meet their eyes.
Finally, a teammate sitting next to her frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly calling for the squad leader and captain?"
Mo Shuwan remained silent.
The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly strange.
Qin Liu, the new captain of Team G-09, scrutinized Mo Shuwan from head to toe with eyes as sharp as knives. In his eyes, Mo Shuwan's image was still that of the Wan Sheng he knew, but the way she addressed him just now made him suspicious.
Qin Liu spoke calmly, "Do you remember how your hand was broken?"
Mo Shuwan lowered her head, her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were deliberately feigned as panicked. But this time, a trace of panic in her eyes was genuine. Wan Sheng had not told her how his hand was broken. The only information she knew was what the person who was questioning her in the main hall not long ago had revealed. Whether she could believe it was still unknown.
What should I do? How should I answer?
She didn't answer for a long time, and Qin Liu was getting impatient. His eyes grew colder and colder. "I'll ask you one more time. Do you remember how you broke your hand?"
The other team members all trusted Qin Liu a lot, and they had known Wan Sheng for many years, so he was indeed behaving somewhat strangely now.
Mo Shuwan noticed that they were all clearly prepared to attack at any moment. She clenched her fist tightly behind her back, stood up abruptly, and shouted, "If you think I'm a burden, just say so! Do you have to remind me again and again that I'm a piece of trash now? Fine, you all think I'm a burden, ha, anyway, I don't even know if I'll get out of here alive, so I'll grant your wish one last time."
Everyone, including Qin Liu, was stunned by Mo Shuwan's sudden outburst. By the time they reacted, Mo Shuwan had already rushed to the door and was futilely knocking on it.
"Let me out, you fucking let me out! Go ahead and kill me right now if you dare!"
In Qin Liu's eyes, Wan Sheng, who only had one hand left, had bloodshot eyes and was doing futile work at the door. His frantic appearance seemed to indicate that he really wanted to leave.
"Class monitor..." The others turned to look at Qin Liu with pleading eyes.
Qin Liu looked at Wan Sheng, who had quieted down and was sitting on the floor leaning against the door, and said in a low voice, "That's not what I meant."
"Heh, so what do you mean? Yes, in this godforsaken place, losing a hand is like losing half your fighting power. I'm also plagued by bad luck; who knows if I'll be the next one chosen? I'm definitely a burden—"
"Shut up!" Qin Liu abruptly interrupted Mo Shuwan. Hearing his teammate pronounce his death sentence in such a desperate voice, Qin Liu felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He was filled with remorse and felt that he had failed in his duty. Why hadn't he paid attention to his teammate's psychological changes? Just how much pressure had Wan Sheng been under during this period to drive him to such despair?
The young man in black immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Wansheng, don't say that! We're brothers! Good brothers should never abandon each other. We won't abandon you, and you shouldn't abandon yourself either!"
"I'm sorry, we shouldn't have doubted you just now—"
"Don't worry, next time I'll risk my life to make sure you don't go again!"
The other team members also offered words of comfort, and Mo Shuwan, who had been told to shut up, did indeed quiet down. Although Wan Sheng hadn't told her any key information, he had mentioned that he had been alone on the last mission, and with this one, he had been chosen at least twice. It was indeed true that he was plagued by bad luck.
After painstakingly piecing together some information, Mo Shuwan couldn't help but worry about what would happen next. She had to stay here until the next mission began. If she could get through this time, how would she cope with the next one?
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