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

Chapter 625, pages 2.3-11: Guess Who I Am

"They've already run so far, how are they still able to keep up?"

"I am so tired……"

"Ahhhh-"

"do not want!"

He glanced at the horrific scene behind him with his blue-gray eyes, grabbed the trunk of a large tree blocking his way, and leaped up. Then he stopped and turned to stare at the dark figure.

"You were lying to me when you said you weren't good at fighting when you were cutting out the paper replica," Lan Xiao said slowly, watching Bertias's swift and decisive climb up the tree the whole time.

"It's just a strategic concealment. After all, I can't reveal my true information to someone I've just met. Of course, the current situation isn't enough for me to expose myself." His blue-gray eyes quietly watched the other lagging players being swallowed by the shadows. He chuckled and said, "A little bit is still possible."

They split up at the fork in the road. Bertias and Lan Xiao entered the jungle area, which, to be honest, wasn't a good map. The ground was muddy, covered with vines and trees, and there were too many obstacles. Running there consumed just as much energy as running on sand.

However, there are advantages; more obstacles mean you can hide yourself.

Lan Xiaowei frowned slightly and said softly, "The ghost has been chasing us for two hours now. According to Mu Yegui, it should be exhausted by now. But... is it really the same one?"

Bertias glanced down at the message on his phone and said coldly, "At least on this map, it's confirmed that there's only one. These people are useless now. Let's give up."

"As expected, Belthias is more indifferent than I imagined," Lan Xiao said softly. In fact, she should have known earlier that Belthias had been lying to her from the beginning, and that she had succumbed to temptation and taken the bait.

"Is that so?" Bertias reached out and pulled down her hood, revealing her delicate and beautiful face. Her blue-gray eyes looked down at Lan Xiao, who was standing under the tree.

His eyes held only indifference, as cold as an ancient, unyielding iceberg.

Compared to the gentle Bertias she had seen before, the one standing before her now seemed to have completely shed his disguise, displaying his contempt for others, as if nothing could be taken seriously by him.

His exquisitely handsome face wore a mocking smile as he coldly watched others die without making any move.

He gently stroked the tree trunk with his fingers, flicked a bright green leaf with his fingertips, turned around, jumped down from the tree, and left in another direction.

Lan Xiao watched the slowly falling leaf and gently raised his hand to catch it. He looked down at the yellowed leaf lying in his palm and fell silent, even though it had been full of life just moments before.

Black butterflies fluttered gracefully in the air, scattering phosphorescent powder that resembled black specks of light, giving the scene a mysterious air.

"As expected, I still can't understand you. Whether it was in the beginning or now, what kind of existence are you?" Lan Xiao murmured as she looked at the gray figure of Beltias with her emerald eyes.

the other side.

[Water Spirit: It's so cold in here, Berthias, let's switch.]
[From Beltias: I refuse.]
Shui Qi looked at the message from Bertias on her phone and couldn't help but twitch her lips. She really had no compassion for her companion. Shouldn't she have helped her companion who was afraid of the cold? Or was Bertias actually more afraid of the cold than she appeared?

Shui Qi glanced at Ling Tong, who was dressed very lightly in the freezing cold and showed no signs of shivering, and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Ling Tong shook her head and said, "I can't feel the cold."

“You really are…” Shui Qi said a few words, then added, “There’s a small cabin ahead; maybe there are some clues there.”

but……

It could also be dangerous, since they haven't seen any ghosts since they entered this map.

The small wooden cabins were scattered sparsely in the snow, but there was no one around and it was very quiet; not even birds could be seen.

"This place is as quiet as if it were dead," one of them muttered to himself.

“Compared to when we were rushing to escape the Gobi Desert, we’re quite relaxed now. It’s nice to be able to walk around leisurely,” another person said casually.

"How leisurely... um..." Shui Qi glanced at the gray sky, frowning slightly. If only things could really be that leisurely. Rather than the ghost not appearing, he would rather the ghost chase after them, because that would mean the ghost wasn't hiding in the shadows waiting to attack them, and they would still have a chance to fight back. Instead of having to be constantly vigilant in case the ghost suddenly attacks.

Shui Qi stood in front of the cabin door, glanced at Ling Tong, who nodded at him. He then raised his hand and gently knocked on the door three times.

And did not receive any response.

"Nobody here?" Shui Qi frowned slightly and murmured.

"Why don't you just open the door?"

"What if we're ambushed?"

"This place is the dead end, how could there possibly be anyone here?! You guys are such cowards."

Is the ghost inside the house?

"There are five cabins here. With only a 20% chance of winning, how easy is it to win?"

"What if?"

The crowd became noisy, and even split into two factions arguing.

Shui Qi frowned, her expression gradually turning cold.

Suddenly he turned to someone and said, "Come here."

The person pointed to himself in surprise, "Me?"

"Yes, it's you. Come here." The long, narrow blue eyes stared at the person, cold and ruthless.

He grabbed the man by the collar and pulled him forward, slamming his face against the door. He whispered, "You open the door. Weren't you having such a lively discussion just now, saying there was no danger? Well, we cowards are counting on you, our brave hero, to solve this mystery for us."

"Why, why?!" he struggled to say, but the next second his body suddenly stiffened as he felt something pressing against the back of his neck.

Shui Qi pressed the cold muzzle of the gun against the back of his neck and said in a cold voice, "Open the door, or I'll kill you."

"I...I'll open it...I'll open it..." He trembled with fear as he slowly placed his hand on the doorknob.

"Make sure you open it~" Shui Qi chuckled meaningfully, took a few steps back, and her narrow blue eyes held an unfathomable and murky emotion.

He took a deep breath, flung open the door, and found the room completely empty. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the crowd, and shouted, "See? There's nobody here. You were all making a mountain out of a molehill..."

The crowd looked horrified. Before he could finish speaking, a red line appeared on his neck, and his head rolled off, splattering blood everywhere.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Run." Shui Qi narrowed her eyes, glanced at the panicked crowd, and calmly gave the order.

Don't be misled by the silly side stories. It's true that Shui Qi has turned to the dark side, but in terms of scheming and indifference, Bell is superior to Shui Qi.

After all, Bell was a fugitive, while Watergate was an intelligence agent; they were fundamentally different.

Bell is more contemptuous of life than you can imagine; he completely disregards it.

By the way, Bear Grylls is really super afraid of the cold, much more so than the average person.

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(End of this chapter)