Wen Zuo didn't speak, but instead looked Su Xuan up and down, recalling how Su Xuan had inexplicably lost an arm earlier, and thoroughly understood the rules of this punishment game task.
There are three people participating in this punishment game: one is any one of the four teams, one is a former bus passenger who had already taken the place of the passenger in the queue, and one is a passenger who was used as a scapegoat. These three people together form the punishment game.
What he and Shuwan saw when they followed the green arrow to the room was already a fake. The real person had been detained there long before. It seemed that for the two imposters, they would only win if he and Shuwan were exposed. Therefore, the information they provided was dispensable, and their purpose was to make them reveal their flaws.
For him and Shuwan, only when they themselves remained undetected and their teammates saw through the fake one could they truly consider themselves to have perfectly completed the mission.
At this moment, Wen Zuo had completely figured out why he said that even though they had won, he hadn't lost yet. It was because Shu Wan hadn't completed her mission. As long as Shu Wan was exposed, he would still have won.
Wen Zuo suddenly frowned again.
So, was the one Shuwan saw back then real or fake?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he realized that the person Shuwan had seen was a real passenger. Besides the two passengers who were carrying out the punishment game, there was another real passenger who was forced to participate but could do nothing. His only hope for returning safely was that the person impersonating him would not be exposed. Only if the person impersonating him was not exposed could he return safely.
The fake passenger, however, lost the game and had to go back to face punishment.
Wen Zuo glanced at Su Xuan, who was slumped in the chair, and understood why he had suddenly lost an arm and why he had called Liu Dongcheng an idiot.
They entered this test point later, and the interval between each task was shorter than that of the other three teams. Therefore, only if Liu Dongcheng saw through the fake Su Xuan could his task continue. And only if his role-playing task continued could the real Su Xuan have any hope of leaving safely.
"Look, there's still some time before the test ends. I have a feeling another group of people will come in later," someone said with a laugh. "This is going to be interesting. There are fakes in all four teams. Do you think the entire team will be replaced by fakes?"
"There's a good chance I'll see my stupid teammates again soon."
"hehe."
Wen Zuo didn't participate in their conversation. He found a corner seat and sat down, watching the fake version of himself perform the mission. It was as if he had truly taken over his existence and had to devote himself wholeheartedly to completing the mission.
Time passed slowly, and the passenger who had replaced Wen Zuo returned to room 304. As he looked around, Wen Zuo couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Liu Dongcheng couldn't tell that it was a fake. The other person could not only perfectly match Liu Dongcheng's secret code, but even his expressions and movements were almost exactly the same.
For Liu Dongcheng, who wasn't very familiar with them, figuring him out was incredibly difficult.
Soon, all the images disappeared. Without a way to watch their teammates and the fakes who stayed in the team in their place, several people became anxious.
"We only have two chances left at most. What will happen to us if those guys aren't exposed after those two chances? Will we be wiped out?"
Someone frowned and said, "Probably not. Since those guys survived using our identities, we can only survive using theirs. I guess we'll be trapped in this game world, waiting for the next batch of passengers, from whom we'll find scapegoats to take their place and leave here alive."
Su Xuan, who had been lying there motionless for a long time, suddenly snorted coldly, "What's the difference between that and being dead?"
"Heh, since you're so fearless, why are you still struggling in this quagmire? Just die and be done with it."
Su Xuan stared coldly at the other person. The passenger being stared at suddenly had a bad feeling. Sure enough, the guy coldly uttered two words, "Idiot."
Wen Zuo's gaze lingered on the four screens, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't spot Mo Shuwan's figure, and he couldn't help but frown.
What task did Shuwan go on? At least an hour has passed since she left.
Meanwhile, Mo Shuwan, whom Wen Zuo was concerned about, was fighting a desperate battle with a group of passengers. They were really grateful for the defensive items they had, otherwise they would have been unable to move an inch.
Yang Zhou, who was standing next to Mo Shuwan, noticed that she was having some difficulty drawing the bowstring, so he immediately took out a bottle of recovery potion and handed it to her, saying, "Captain, have some first."
Mo Shuwan freed one hand to take the recovery potion Yang Zhou handed her, and asked, slightly out of breath, "How long has it been?"
"It's been almost an hour and a half, and we've walked about four or five hundred meters."
Mo Shuwan nodded, preparing to continue fighting, when suddenly, a line of black characters appeared in the void in front of her.
"Only one mission remains before the first team completes the trial and clears the level. You now have one chance: to leave or not?"
'Leaving will instantly return you to your team's room; staying will keep you here.'
Mo Shuwan was stunned. Looking at the black characters, an indescribable anger suddenly surged in her heart. With a cold face, she suddenly raised her silver bow, aimed at the black characters, and pulled back the bowstring with all her might. An arrow carrying a chilling aura shot out.
The arrow pierced through the lines of black characters, which instantly shattered like a mirror on the verge of breaking, quickly falling apart under the destructive force of the cold air.
Even though it's tough to walk this path again because of her previous choices, all the pressure is concentrated on her alone. Although she's not a saint, she won't be the kind of villain who gives people hope and then shatters it in front of them.
Seeing Mo Shuwan's suddenly cold face, Yang Zhou swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and silently took his weapon to the side to kill monsters. The other passengers, in order to survive, were also following the elemental giant to kill monsters. They were now full of hope for the future.
Little did they know that just moments ago, under the influence of the game's rules, they had once again narrowly escaped death.
Mo Shuwan, whose mood was affected, kept a cold face for the next ten minutes or so. Most of the time she would not regret her choices, and this time was no exception.
With so many monsters attacking, the defensive talismans on the passengers would soon become completely ineffective. Previously, Mo Shuwan would take out a stack of talismans in advance and give them to Yang Zhou, and the other passengers would exchange them with their own defensive talismans. But now, Mo Shuwan was cold-faced and focused on killing monsters, clearly having forgotten about this.
The passengers anxiously urged Yang Zhou on with their eyes.
Yang Zhou had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over to Mo Shuwan's side, whispering, "Captain, the defensive talisman is about to lose its effectiveness."
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