I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 256, page 1.17, 33: A Night of Madness
Dao Lin sat beneath the abandoned triangular wall, his icy blue eyes silently watching the tragedy unfold in the distance.

In his left palm, he held a Rubik's Cube that was as clear as crystal, faintly shimmering with seven colors.

Every three seconds, the Rubik's Cube changes shape. Initially, it retains the three-dimensional feel of a blocky arrangement, but later it becomes rounded, losing all its sharp edges. It's as if it has broken through its limits, randomly transforming into all sorts of small animals and weapons, making it unrecognizable as the original Rubik's Cube.

"Based on the infinite extension mechanism of space, folding at a special angle will form a special and independent space that does not occupy the space currently visible to the naked eye. The so-called four-dimensional space..." Daolin casually picked up a small silver pistol and pointed it at the Rubik's Cube, which had no fixed shape.

Surprisingly, he didn't bump into the Rubik's Cube. Instead, it seemed like there was another space inside. Even after Daolin put his hand inside, he still didn't try to pass through the Rubik's Cube.

He did indeed use the Rubik's Cube to create a special four-dimensional space to store the items he acquired.

The method of using the Rubik's Cube is clearly explained. As long as it meets the theoretical and feasibility requirements, it can be implemented. Therefore, it is reasonable for him to create a four-dimensional space as a pocket to store items and props.

A severed arm, covered in blood and flesh, landed in front of him and twitched twice. Dao Lin stood up and walked towards the other side. He had only taken a few steps when the spot where he had been sitting was smashed to pieces. If he hadn't left and had remained sitting there, he would probably have been torn to pieces as well.

Perhaps it should be said that Dao Lin was incredibly lucky to have escaped another disaster; he's practically a god of fortune.

But in reality, Daolin scoffed at this, thinking that if he were truly lucky, he wouldn't have encountered such a thing in the first place.

There was always danger looming over him every day, yet they kept sketching his body, as if testing Dao Lin's bottom line, constantly shifting between extremes.

"Shui Qi! Why don't you just die!" A voice filled with hatred and gritted teeth rang in my ears.

Dao Lin was slightly taken aback and subconsciously hid himself. The magic in his hand suddenly grew larger, as if it covered him. After forming a shielding space in an instant, it disappeared, as if it were an illusion.

As the dusty wind swept by, Dao Lin covered his mouth with his hand to avoid ingesting the dust. His bangs shifted slightly, revealing an incredible silver totem on his left forehead, signifying his noble status as the crown prince.

The icy blue eyes reflected Shui Qi, who stood calmly amidst the ruins. Fei stood beside Shui Qi, pointing his stick at a man who wanted to attack her.

"Hmm? I won't die before you do. Sorry to disappoint you." Shui Qi said to him with a light laugh, seemingly unconcerned that the man had a black gun pointed at him.

Shui Qi was about three meters away from that person, whose gun was pointed at Shui Qi's forehead. If he fired, Shui Qi would surely die.

But he never pulled the trigger, stubbornly pointing the gun at him, as if it were a powerless threat that the threatened man dismissed with disdain, which was incredibly ironic.

"You said yourself that you wouldn't lay a hand on your comrades!" The man's body trembled slightly, and then he gripped the pistol with his other hand, as if trying to use it to overcome his fear.

“Companions…” Shui Qi frowned, seemingly troubled, but the next second he suddenly smiled and said to him, “Isn’t the definition of a companion determined by oneself? You are not companions in my eyes, so of course I can kill you.”

His smile was pure and joyful, completely unaware of how cold and ruthless, even heartless, his words were.

"You..." The man's grip on the pistol tightened slightly.

Shui Qi's smile suddenly vanished. He looked at him coldly, making no attempt to hide his ambition and disgust. "I hate Horus the most. I won't stay in this instance if anyone is one of his people."

"When I was at my most desperate, that man suddenly appeared and stole my lifeline. Tell me, don't I hate him?" Shui Qi's lips curled slightly, his tone filled with malice and disdain. He recounted his past in a casual, mocking tone, without mentioning what exactly had happened.

It seems like self-deprecation, but in reality it completely exposes all the darkness in his heart.

Dao Lin, hiding in the corner, had missed his chance to get involved and could only watch from the sidelines.

"Die! Die!" the man yelled, gripping the pistol with both hands and pulling the trigger.

A loud 'bang' was heard, and one could vaguely hear birds fluttering in the sky as if startled.

Shui Qi gripped the scabbard with one hand and the handle of the sword with the other, leaning slightly forward before swiftly sheathing the blade. The man's head fell to the ground with a thud, staining the ground with blood.

“Even if I haven’t held a knife for decades, I could never forget the painful training I did in Harman for graduation. No matter what, I can still hold a knife firmly and have the heart to kill anyone.” Shui Qi patted his chest, then put it down.

The next second, Shui Qi's icy, angry voice rang in his ears, "Daolin! Get out here!"

Dao Lin walked out slowly, shrugged, and said, "It was just a coincidence."

"Tell me, how much of this was involved?" Shui Qi asked, looking down at Dao Lin.

"What are you talking about?" Dao Lin blinked his icy blue eyes, his tone tinged with confusion, seemingly completely oblivious to what Shui Qi was saying.

"Sector B three days ago, do you remember?" Shui Qi sneered. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he probably would have been devoured by those spiders. Even so, he wasn't doing too well. The people around him, controlled by the spider silk, drew their swords at him without hesitation.

It was all thanks to Dao Lin that he experienced being betrayed and surrounded by his comrades for the second time, but unfortunately, compared to the first time, this was nothing. He had never considered them as comrades, so he didn't care at all about being betrayed.

Dao Lin shook his head innocently, "I wasn't in Area B at that time, and if I really did it, how could you have caught me so easily? Don't wrong me."

He stepped back, not intending to get involved in the verbal argument between the two.

"Whether I'm wronging you or not is hard to say. But Dao Lin, I'm warning you one last time, don't let me really catch you red-handed, or you'll be in big trouble next time." His narrow blue eyes stared fiercely at Dao Lin, filled with cold killing intent.

Dao Lin raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "How could that be? I don't have any tails for you to catch."

A hint of a smile flickered in his icy blue eyes, a trace of regret passing through them. It was a real shame he hadn't managed to kill Shui Qi that time; it seemed he'd have to try again another time. However, Shui Qi's lack of action was beyond his expectations. Did he have some other plans?
The two were preoccupied with their own thoughts, completely ignoring Fei, who was gripping his stick tightly, and overlooking the fleeting frown on his face.

Alright, the long-awaited brain-teasing part is about to begin. Let's start untangling the complex relationships between everyone.

In addition, Koya, Fernana, and Muyin also participated.

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(End of this chapter)