By this point, the game had been going on for nearly eight hours.
Of that, at least five hours could be credited to Qi Guang Meng Xing. Because of her and Li Weisi, the overall progress of the game had become quite indescribable. Aside from a few individuals, everyone else had suffered accordingly.
...It had been quite the torment.
And under such already rather delicate circumstances, the four of them had coincidentally gathered together.
...Was it really a coincidence?
Pulling the sunglasses on his face down slightly with one finger, Bai Zhi sat up from his recliner and narrowed his eyes at the bespectacled, seemingly taciturn man seated opposite him.
Since he had never interacted with the other party, he did not know his name. However, judging from what he had seen when the game first began, the other party seemed to hold a leading position within his team—the kind of person who wielded absolute authority.
Compared with Xing Ling Jin Zhi's team, his own was far inferior. After all, there was a publicly acknowledged torment king, an Lancer with E-rank luck, and an expressionless Coffin Bearer loli... Come to think of it, had any of his Teammates ever been normal?
As the saying went, one who stayed near vermilion turned red, while one who stayed near ink turned black... Uh... the problem wasn't with me, was it?
Touching his chin, Bai Zhi's expression became somewhat subtle when the thought suddenly occurred to him.
Just then, new rules appeared in the minds of the four present.
"...We have to put up an item worth more than ten as a wager?"
After quickly skimming through the newly appeared rules, Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow.
There were no restrictions on the item offered, as long as it was something one possessed. Equipment,