Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Inside the maze passage.

The system chat panels of Gu Qinghuan and the others popped up almost at the same time, with the pale blue screens lighting up simultaneously in the cool white light.

Qin Zhaoyang glanced down at the message and scanned the contents, but before he could even finish reading it, Gu Qinghuan had already made her move.

Nine throwing knives shot out from her side, instantly killing the jacket-wearing prisoner with the highest score. The dense net of knives also annihilated the Nightmare Beast controlling the jacket-wearing prisoner.

Zhao Hai made his move almost simultaneously. Crimson flames suddenly ignited on his right fist, and a muffled impact rang out in the passage, shattering the head of the black-clad youth prisoner.

The other two prisoners were pierced by Wen Ning's Judgment Sword and shot through the chest by Zhou Yating's three consecutive ice arrows.

From the moment Chen Ye sent the message until all four prisoners fell to the ground, less than ten seconds had passed.

By the time Yang Minghui and Liang Jing realized what was happening, only four corpses remained on the ground.

Liang Jing glared at Gu Qinghuan: "What are you doing?"

"These prisoners are no longer of any use. Chen Ye asked me to tell you that if you want to live, go and guard the BOSS Hall now."

After speaking, Gu Qinghuan turned around and led Zhao Hai and the others away along the passage without looking back.

Yang Minghui stood there, looking at the four rapidly cooling corpses on the ground, then glanced at Liang Jing's ashen face, and slowly pushed up his frameless glasses: "He Yunfeng is dead."

Liang Jing turned her head sharply, her gaze fixed on his face: "What did you say?"

Yang Minghui did not repeat himself. His gaze fell on the system screen in front of him, and he swiped his finger across the interface twice: "Before they killed the prisoners, the points had already changed. Our points decreased by 9950, which is exactly He Yunfeng's points."

"Is it Chen Yeqian's?"

Liang Jing's pupils suddenly contracted.

Yang Minghui closed the system panel: "No, if Chen Ye had killed him, the total score wouldn't be 9950. But it wasn't the other side that killed him either, and the other side's score didn't increase. He must have died due to a rule-related mechanism."

"Should we go? Is Chen Ye's word reliable?"

Liang Jing's voice still carried a clear distrust.

"Of course we have to go; after all, it concerns our own lives."

Yang Minghui's gaze fell on the backs of Gu Qinghuan and the others as they walked further and further away.

Liang Jing followed his gaze. Ahead in the passage, Gu Qinghuan, Zhao Hai, Wen Ning, and the others were almost out of sight; not one of them turned back, not one waited for them.

"Walk."

Yang Minghui didn't wait for her to speak before he started walking.

Liang Jing glanced at the four corpses on the ground, then at the receding figures ahead of her in the passage, and finally stamped her foot to catch up with Yang Minghui.

The two moved quickly and gradually merged with the tail end of the group ahead.

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The stone door on the left side of the BOSS's hall opened silently, and Gu Qinghuan was the first to walk in.

Without pausing, her gaze swept quickly across the entire hall, lingering for a moment on the headless corpse on the floor before moving away and heading towards the long table in the center of the hall.

Zhao Hai, Wen Ning, Qin Zhaoyang, and Zhou Yating followed closely behind, their footsteps creating a series of soft, muffled sounds on the dark gray marble floor.

Yang Minghui and Liang Jing walked at the very back. As they crossed the threshold, their eyes fell on He Yunfeng's headless corpse.

Liang Jing paused slightly, then turned her head away from the corpse and quickly followed.

Yang Minghui's gaze lingered on He Yunfeng's corpse for two seconds. Just as he had guessed, He Yunfeng had died under the rules.

Gu Qinghuan walked to the long table and sat down in the place where He Yunfeng had previously been.

The moment she sat down, a pale blue light screen popped up in front of her, displaying the three rules of the death guessing game. At the same time, three circular cursors slowly appeared above her score.

Gu Qinghuan's gaze swept quickly across the light screen, reading the rules from beginning to end.

Qin Zhaoyang followed behind and saw that there were still two empty seats at the long table, so he subconsciously took half a step forward.

Before his bottom even touched the chair, Chen Ye's voice came over: "Stand at the back."

Qin Zhaoyang abruptly stopped, his buttocks dangling in mid-air. He glanced at Chen Ye, then obediently withdrew his movements, took two steps back, and stood behind Chen Ye.

Chen Ye would never allow Qin Zhaoyang to participate in the death guessing game. The tree-skin man would definitely not make a move in front of this strange middle-aged man hosting the game.

Zhao Hai, Wen Ning, and Zhou Yating didn't ask any further questions and each found a place to stand behind Chen Ye and Lu Qingchuan.

Liang Jing and Yang Minghui stopped at the long table.

Neither of them rushed to sit down. Their gazes fell simultaneously on the system screen in front of Gu Qinghuan, scanning the rules displayed on it line by line.

Yang Minghui stared at it for a few seconds, then looked at Chen Ye: "This is the final challenge?"

"Right." Chen Ye leaned back in his chair, glancing at him sideways. "You've seen the rules, too. Now we need one more person to participate in this death guessing game. Who's going to do it, you or Liang Jing?"

Yang Minghui did not answer immediately. He glanced at Liang Jing, and the two exchanged a very brief look.

Liang Jing's lips twitched slightly, but she ultimately did not speak.

"I'll do it."

Yang Minghui withdrew his gaze, walked to the empty seat to Gu Qinghuan's right, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

The moment he sat down, a pale blue light screen popped up in front of him, and three circular cursors appeared above the score numbers above his head.

Across the long table, Zheng Xiao's gaze never left Gu Qinghuan after she sat down.

His gaze wasn't fixed on Gu Qinghuan's beautiful face, but rather on the line of points above her head.

After killing the prisoner in the jacket, Gu Qinghuan's score skyrocketed to 15800 points.

Zheng Xiao frowned almost imperceptibly. Chen Ye opposite him only had a little over 12,000 points, while this woman had over 15,000 points, making her the second-highest scorer in the hall after him.

According to the intelligence Tian Bin previously sent back, besides Chen Ye, there was also a woman who used throwing knives in the team that killed Liu Meng. It is highly likely that this is the new woman on the other side.

Zheng Xiao opposed adding more people because he didn't have any capable people on his side anymore; Liu Meng, the captain of the first squad, had already been killed by Chen Ye.

There were ten squad leaders in total, but five of them were already gone, and the rest were not very useful. They were just called in to make up the numbers. It seemed that a tough character had arrived on the other side, which was not a good thing.

"Captain, the woman on the other side has a high score, and the one with glasses has over 9,000 points. Our squad leaders are no match for their strength."

The smile that had been lingering at the corners of Wei Jie's mouth also faded a bit.

"Even if we can't match them, we should still make up the numbers. At least we can test their talents and abilities."

Yu Wei's gaze also slowly swept over the score numbers above Gu Qinghuan and Yang Minghui's heads.

"Yu Wei is right, this survival trial is really putting pressure on us."

Zheng Xiao withdrew his gaze; he hadn't expected there to be so many people with high scores on the opposite train.