Qin Liu walked to Mo Shuwan's side, patted her shoulder, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it was my fault this time, but you must remember that neither of us will be a burden."
Mo Shuwan's thoughts raced, and she quickly whispered, "But I did drag you down. Before... she even saw through my disguise."
Qin Liu had no doubts. He felt that Wan Sheng was blaming himself and was worried that he would fall into a dead end and think that he was a burden. He quickly comforted him, "That has nothing to do with you. She is too smart. You have already done very well."
Mo Shuwan looked up at Qin Liu and gave him a pale smile. "I'm sorry, I lost control of my emotions."
After she finished speaking, she stood up, pushed aside the other team members blocking her way, and staggered to the corner of the wall. She leaned against the wall and stared blankly at the wall. Although she had passed the test safely, she still wanted to ask what Wan Sheng's purpose was in scaring them in the main hall.
Unfortunately, there was no more to say, and if I asked any more questions, I would inevitably reveal my true feelings. So I had no choice but to suppress my thoughts for the time being and try my best to play the role of a decadent young man who felt he had become a burden because he had lost an arm.
The team members looked at Wan Sheng with concern, then turned to Qin Liu and whispered, "Squad leader, will Wan Sheng be alright?"
Qin Liu frowned, not daring to make any promises, and could only shake his head, lowering his voice to say, "He just vented his anger, so he should be much better now. From now on, we should keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't have those kinds of thoughts again."
Mo Shuwan, who seemed to be staring blankly at the wall, was actually keeping an eye on Qin Liu and the others out of the corner of her eye. Seeing them speaking in hushed tones and glancing at her from time to time, she could guess that they were talking about her and could also guess the content of their conversation.
At least they wouldn't doubt her for the time being. Mo Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she worried about Wan Sheng, who had returned to the team in her place. This mission was to be carried out together, and if either party was exposed, the game would be considered a failure.
After a slight delay, the worried look on Wan Sheng's face disappeared as he parted ways with Mo Shuwan, and he calmly walked towards room 304, where Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng were.
Halfway there, he suddenly stopped, looking down at the black bracelet tied to his finger, his eyes darting around as if he was hesitating about something. But the game world didn't give him time to hesitate. Less than two seconds after he stopped, he was pushed forward by an invisible force. No matter who he was, he had to follow the rules.
Wan Sheng had no choice but to keep walking forward. He curled his fingers and touched the wristband, took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, and quickened his pace toward the door of room 304.
The door opened automatically, and Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng, who had been anxiously waiting, immediately pulled her into the room and carefully checked her for injuries.
When Wen Zuo saw Wan Sheng's curled-up hand, his heart tightened. "What happened to your hand? Is it injured?"
Liu Dongcheng's gaze also fell on that hand.
Wan Sheng smiled and shook his head. "I'm not injured. I just encountered some accidents when I went out. My hand is cursed. It's not good for you to see it." His tone was exactly the same as Mo Shuwan's.
"curse?"
"Yes, I've tried it, and it hasn't affected me much yet. My punishment this time is to conform. I failed to complete the task according to the game rules, so this is my punishment. You guys have to be careful later." Wan Sheng, hiding the hand tied with the black rope, solemnly instructed Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng.
Wen Zuo breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing his explanation, "It's good that it's not affecting us for now."
The three men sat on the ground around the spinning wheel, each with a different expression. The only thing they had in common was that they were waiting for the black number. For Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng, the appearance of the black number meant that one of them had to spin the wheel. For Wan Sheng, it meant that the next task had arrived, and for him, this task was complete.
Since Mo Shuwan and the other two had only been there for a short time, the interval between the two tasks was very short, no more than five minutes. In five minutes, Wan Sheng had a high chance of completing the task perfectly.
Time passed slowly, and Wan Sheng chose a completely different approach from Mo Shuwan. Instead of listening to Mo Shuwan's advice to remain silent on the grounds of injury, he continued to communicate with Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng.
“The other three teams arrived a few hours earlier than us, and they may face greater challenges than us. It won’t be so easy for them to eliminate us, but we can’t just sit here and wait to die.”
Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng both turned to look at Wan Sheng. "You mean counterattack? We can't do that. The game rules restrict our actions. We can only go out when we are required to complete a task, and even then we can't encounter members of other teams."
Liu Dongcheng lowered his head; he had nothing to say.
Wan Sheng smiled and said, "That's true, but have you forgotten that we are indeed restricted in our actions? But we're not the only ones restricted; the other three teams are in the same boat."
Wen Zuo lowered his eyes and pondered, "The first time was when another team delivered a tray to us, and then the three of us went to deliver trays to other teams. That means the tasks for all four teams are randomly delivered to them by people from other teams. Although we can't attack each other, we can pass on false information to each other when delivering tasks."
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean, and it seems that's exactly what they're doing now."
The game begins the moment you enter the main hall; the information you receive is a mix of truth and falsehood, making it impossible to distinguish between them.
grumble--
Hope moved to Wen's left, plopped down, looked up at Wansheng with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Wan Sheng glanced at Hope casually before continuing, "We can't trust anyone from other teams; we can only trust our own judgment, and if—"
He had only spoken halfway when a line of black text appeared on the turntable: as long as either Wen Zuo or Liu Dongcheng turned the turntable and Wan Sheng followed them out after the door opened, his mission would be complete.
Just as Wen Zuo was about to reach out, Liu Dongcheng preemptively turned the hands and said in a cold tone, "There's nothing to fight over, everyone should go."
Wen Zuo withdrew his hand.
Black text reappeared in the blank square on the turntable, and the pointer slowly came to a stop.
'Fighting the Group'
Liu Dongcheng turned his head to look at Wan Sheng, "What exactly was your task just now?"
Wan Sheng opened his mouth, then shook his head helplessly, "I can't say, I'm restricted."
Liu Dongcheng then stopped talking, stood up and walked to the door. Once the door opened, he went straight out.
After sitting for a while, Wan Sheng was about to get up when, unexpectedly, Hope, who was sitting to Wen's left, suddenly rushed towards him.
grumble!
Chirp chirp chirp!!
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