I buried the gods in the restricted area.

Approaching the lake shore, Jiang Mian sat down on the ground, gazing curiously at the lake surface.

The blue mirror had not yet appeared. The reason he came to the shore early was to find out how the blue mirror would rise from the lake.

Looking down, the lake water was crystal clear, like a deep blue mirror, clearly reflecting the sky and his own image. But no matter how closely he looked, he could not see the bottom of the lake.

Looking at the lake surface without a single ripple, he felt a sense of unreality and couldn't help but extend his index finger and gently touch it.

The next second, the lake shattered like a mirror, and even his reflection in the water became distorted and blurred.

"What a hothead..."

In the distance, everyone watched him rashly touch the lake water, their hearts tightening, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

"Mr. Jiang Mian, be careful, it's best not to touch or tamper with anything!"

Jiang Rou hurriedly spoke up to remind him. At this moment, she was worried not only about Jiang Mian's safety, but also about the safety of everyone—once Mirror Lake showed abnormalities beyond Mr. Jiang Mian's understanding, no one knew what would happen.

"Sorry, the water is so mirror-like, I couldn't help myself."

Jiang Mian snapped out of his daze, turned around and smiled somewhat embarrassedly. He didn't notice that as the lake returned to calm, his reflection in the water didn't turn with him, but instead subtly revealed a strange smile.

But the smile had barely appeared when a hint of human fear flashed across the reflection's eyes. It quickly composed itself and synchronized its movements and expressions with Jiang Mian's.

Just then, as if sensing something, Jiang Mian suddenly lowered his head and stared sharply at the reflection in the water.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the "himself" in the water looked a little stiff and seemed somewhat nervous.

"Strange... Could it be that I've caught everyone's tension? Why am I starting to become paranoid too..."

After a long while, he touched his face, gave a self-deprecating laugh, shook his head and muttered to himself, "It's just a haunted house, what's there to be nervous about?"

"but……"

After a moment of silence, he suddenly stopped smiling, stared intently at his reflection in the lake, observed quietly for several seconds, his expression gradually becoming serious, and then raised his hand to tidy up his bangs that were almost covering his eyes.

"Looks like I really need to find some time to get a haircut."

Reflection: "..."

About ten minutes later, with a loud "whoosh," three huge mirrors with blue backs rose up from the lake shore without warning, one of which appeared right in front of Jiang Mian.

"It's here! The blue mirror!"

In the distance, Zhang Yang and the others had different expressions. The photographer quickly adjusted the focus and aimed the lens at the huge blue mirror.

"There really is a mirror this big that can be hidden underwater..."

Jiang Mian wiped the water droplets splashed on his face and examined the huge mirror in front of him with curiosity. Perhaps because the mirror was wet, he felt that the image in the mirror was a little strange, and even the background seemed quite dark. But it seemed to be just a fleeting illusion. In the blink of an eye, the scene in the mirror became clear and bright, just like the outside world.

As if afraid he would look closely, the next second, a line of blood-red text hurriedly appeared on the mirror:

[Rock-Paper-Scissors Game: Within three minutes, you can play rock-paper-scissors with your mirror image in any way. Winning once wins the game and you can choose a prize. Failing to win even once results in a loss, a penalty, and a participation prize. Note that you must play at least fifty times. The game will automatically start if you do not leave the mirror area within one minute.]

Through the photographer's explanation, the people in the distance quickly learned the rules of the game.

"Are you kidding me? How could you possibly win rock-paper-scissors against your mirror image?"

The bald man's face was grim. "If you lose even once, you've lost the game... So what about a draw?"

Although he disliked that hothead, he didn't want to see him lose, since it concerned everyone's safety.

This game seems simple, and the rules are clear, but anyone with a discerning eye can see the hidden traps within.

The tall, thin man also looked grave, and said in a deep voice, "Now we can only pray that the reflection in the blue mirror is alive. If it's just an ordinary reflection, then there's no chance of winning."

If the mirror image is alive, you can try closing your eyes or throwing a punch with your back to the mirror to deceive it and win. But if it's just a physical mirror image, no matter how many tricks it uses, it's destined to be a draw.

According to the rule that "if you don't win a single game, you lose the game", there is no difference between a draw and a loss.

This is precisely the cruelty of the forbidden zones—no one dares to guarantee that there is a way out within them, especially for the more dangerous zones. Only the most powerful can disregard the rules to a certain extent.

"Aren't there three mirrors? How about we change the game?" the short-haired woman suggested.

"But he seems quite interested in rock-paper-scissors." The tall, thin man watched Jiang Mian's retreating figure from afar.

"So what? I don't believe that kid can't see that there's something wrong with this game," the bald man said, frowning.

"Didn't he say that he was only willing to participate in the mirror game because he was interested? So there's no need to interfere with his choice. If he loses interest and gives up, no one here will be willing to do it for him."

The bald man was speechless for a moment.

Just then, the photographer suddenly looked surprised and said, "A new rule has appeared on the mirror."

"What rules?" the bald man asked hastily.

"If the final result is a tie, the penalty will be waived and two participation prizes will be awarded."

"Why are they allowing a draw again?"

After hearing the photographer's words, everyone looked at each other, while the tall, thin man felt a sense of unease.

It took so long to add new rules, and they're even favorable to participants... Something just doesn't feel right.

Only Jiang Rou vaguely guessed what was going on, and her heart suddenly raced—she was almost certain that this rule was added specifically for Mr. Jiang Mian.

Like the corpses in the City of the Dead, Mirror Lake was also afraid of letting Mr. Jiang Mian notice something was wrong, so it dared not lose, let alone win. From the beginning, it planned to pretend to be the real mirror image and end the game with a draw!

But a draw is equivalent to a loss. Even if Jinghu had the guts to make Mr. Jiang Mian lose, it didn't have the guts to punish him. That's why they temporarily added a rule that allows draws!

In other words... even Mirror Lake, an E-level restricted area, is afraid of Mr. Jiang Mian.

Jiang Rou's heart pounded, and a thought flashed through her mind—

If this is Mr. Jiang Mian's "ability", then where is his limit?

Even the F-level and E-level restricted areas dared not show any abnormalities in front of him, so what about the D-level restricted area? The S-level restricted area? Or even the more terrifying Abyss-level restricted area?

The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. Suddenly, she realized something, her face turned deathly pale, and she shouted, "Run!" She turned and ran wildly to the right until she was completely out of the range reflected in the blue mirror, at which point she stopped, panting heavily.

Seeing her suddenly run away, the tall, thin man reacted instantly, his expression changing drastically as he shouted, "Quick! Get out of the mirror's range!"

They can see the mirror, which means that their reflection will inevitably appear in the mirror as well. The rules are very clear: if they do not leave the mirror area within one minute, the game will start automatically. If they do not leave the reflection area in time, they may be forcibly pulled into the game!

Fortunately, everyone was already quite far away, and they quickly escaped the reflection of the blue mirror. Only the photographer was in trouble—he was almost facing the mirror to get a clear picture of the words on it, and after hearing the shouts, he was momentarily stunned for a few seconds. When he came to his senses, he was carrying heavy equipment and couldn't run fast enough to escape the reflection within a minute.

At the same time, as the one-minute countdown ended, the blood-red text on the huge mirror slowly faded away, leaving only a clear reflection.

The game has begun.