It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"You...what do you mean?" Li Yao frowned even more, and the vigilance in his eyes could not be hidden at all.

Xiao Huai walked slowly to her, looking down at her without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"You outsiders, you were chosen because you made some mistake." He tilted his head slightly. "To put it this way, do you understand?"

Li Yao opened her eyes wide. She understood. Of course she understood what Xiao Huai was saying.

But why ask this? Why ask about the mistakes they have made.

Does a mistake I made mean it will be remembered for the rest of my life?

For a moment, she wanted to escape, escape from this room, and stay away from Xiao Huai!

She felt that if she looked at him for just one more moment, the dark side hidden deep in her heart would be dug out.

Li Yao shut her mouth and simply said nothing.

Suddenly, Xiao Huai's lazy voice came into her ears, giving her goosebumps all over her body.

"You're a liar." He looked at Li Yao. "If I were a witch, I would cut off your tongue."

His fingertips stayed five centimeters away from Li Yao's lips for three seconds.

Li Yao's pupils trembled, and her whole body trembled slightly. She felt like she was brought back to that night, that night...

The witch said the same thing to her.

"Your punishment is—cutting off your tongue."

When she heard those words, she went crazy. No matter what the cost, as long as she could live! Live intact! She would even sell her soul!

Even if it means harming all players! She is willing to do so.

And now, Xiao Huai said the same thing to her.

"Ahhhhhhhh! No no!" Li Yao suddenly held her head with both hands and screamed in pain.

"Don't cut off my tongue, I'm willing to do anything, I'm willing to do anything! I don't want my soul anymore! I want to live! I want to live!"

Li Yao's reaction was typical of post-traumatic stress.

Even if Xiao Huai didn't continue to ask, he could even guess what Li Yao had experienced.

Maybe... the witch thought the same as he did.

"Then tell me, what did she do before?" Xiao Huai squatted on the ground, pointing at Xiaoxue with one hand and supporting his chin with the other.

Li Yao's eyes were red with fear, tears welling up in her eyes. "I can't say it... I can't say it..."

When Xiao Huai thought about how she could put drugs in all the players' food, he had a premonition that she was being controlled.

It's not simple puppet control, but a deeper threat.

"Will you die if you tell me?" Xiao Huai blinked lazily.

Li Yao's body is trembling, what does it mean?

Is he forcing her to tell everything? Will she tell it or not?

Her voice trembled. "She...she's right next to us. I can't escape her sight. She's going to kill me! She's going to kill me!!"

I thought Xiao Huai would continue to question her, even if he had to force her to tell the truth, but something unexpected happened -

Xiao Huai stood up and stretched.

He said lightly, "Forget it. I'm too lazy to ask you."

Li Yao was stunned for a moment, with hesitation in her eyes.

ended?

Don’t ask anymore?

Is there no torture?

She looked at Xiao Huai's back as he walked towards the door, and hesitantly whispered, "You... won't force me?"

Xiao Huai glanced at her coldly out of the corner of his eye and raised his head slightly.

"No, I just realized one thing - I won't believe you."

He turned sideways, his eyes fixed on her. "Because you're a liar. Not only did you deceive your friends, you also betrayed yourself."

Just like the story of “The Boy Who Cried Wolf”, the lying child, even if he finally tells the truth, no one is willing to believe him.

However, the real reason why Xiao Huai didn't want to listen anymore was not just because Li Yao liked to lie.

But it's because she is a fence-sitter.

She can harm her teammates in order to survive, and she can turn a blind eye to everything her best friend does in order to survive.

He was unaware of Xiaoxue's discomfort, and unaware that he had lost his humanity.

But she was able to act like a victim and make everyone think that she was the victim.

She was very successful as a con artist.

At least, she fooled herself.

Human beings have a strong instinct for survival. In order to stay alive, what does it matter if we step on the corpses of our companions?

Xiao Huai was used to it. He was used to facing these dark sides, used to dealing with them, and used to analyzing the few truths from countless lies.

After saying that, Xiao Huai grabbed the door handle.

The moment he turned the handle, he heard Li Yao's low voice behind him.

"We... stole things."

Xiao Huai didn't look back, didn't ask her for more details, and didn't look at Li Yao again.

He took a step and left the room.

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When night fell, all the players went out to hunt for treasure. Even if they were pretending, they pretended to be working hard.

This is what a collective mission is like. As long as one person can find the treasure, everyone else will be safe.

So some people will start to be lazy and slack off.

People are always like this. As long as they are not facing death, they can always jump into the same pit again and again.

Those who slack off don't realize that their every move is being monitored by the game.

The rules are set, so how can we not know who is playing badly?

The lazy players went into their rooms early and prepared to sleep until dawn.

I always feel that bad things will not happen to me, and I always feel that I will be the lucky one who survives.

They are very lucky. At least the players who can reach the third floor are much luckier than many players who died on the first and second floors.

But they have been lucky along the way. Without that luck, they would be nothing.

If Xiao Huai had not been secretly manipulating people, people's hearts would have been in chaos long ago, and they would have become victims of the growth path of the strong.

Xiao Huai sat in the hall, the steam from his tea lingering in the air. He was not interested in the deaths of others, nor was he interested in whether others tried hard to complete their tasks.

As long as you don't get in his way, he doesn't care what you do.

He has nothing to do with the Holy Father, and no one knows why the game chose him as the Holy Father.

The reason why he hasn't given up on these people until now is very simple.

He didn't want to die in pain. If he had to choose how to die, he would definitely not choose to die in pain. If he had to die, he would rather die quickly.

Xiao Huai gently touched the rim of the hot teacup with his fingertips and rubbed them.

He is waiting...

Waiting for what I missed last night - Witches Night Walk.

The entire hall was lit by only a few oil lamps. It was only nine o'clock in the evening, and he was the only one left in the hall.

The other players all knew what happened when the witch walked at night, and they didn't want to experience the fear up close in an open place like the hall.

Most people like to hide under the covers when they are scared.

They think that way, demons and monsters won't be able to see them.

But in a horror game, you can't escape from the ghosts just because you are in the bedroom and sleeping.

Xiao Huai picked up the teacup, brought it to his mouth, and his eyes fell on the clock.

The hour hand moves to the nine position.

Time is up.

It's time to start.