Wen Xishu's Game

This was, of course, a very dangerous thing to do.

Wen Xishu understood that clearly, but he had observed everything carefully.

If Sita had not died, and if there had not been that animal-like stench, Zheng Zai would most likely have been able to restrain himself.

So now that Zheng Zai's craving had been partially satisfied, that restraint should have become even stronger.

He believed that after easing his hunger for flesh and blood, Zheng Zai would definitely be able to regain control of his body.

So at this moment, Wen Xishu chose to build some goodwill.

Wen Xishu succeeded. In Zheng Zai's eyes, he was practically an angel. Ever since his father had been arrested, it had been a very, very long time since he had felt any kindness from this world.

But to the others, this scene was utterly horrifying.

Goosebumps even rose on the jade-like arm that had once captivated countless members of the upper class.

A man-eating monster, and a lunatic smiling as he greeted it, even taking the initiative to feed it meat.

Park Mihee had previously thought Wen Xishu's past was fabricated, that he was not mentally unstable. But now, in her eyes, there was something seriously wrong with him.

Cold sweat trickled down Kane's back as well. Liking to embellish himself with the severity of his crimes was really just using a reputation to package himself. That was not something a strong person would do.

But the feeling Wen Xishu gave him now was that of a true strong person.

A crazed strong person.

This scene did not last long, because Zheng Zai had already risen to his feet and said to Wen Xishu:

"I-I'm sorry... for letting you see me like this. I... I'm full now. Thank you, thank you. I'm feeling much better now, even better than before. I think I can help you."

He said thank you twice.

Wen Xishu merely waved a hand. After thinking it over, he decided to continue killing people.

There were four rooms in total. Based on the mission description, there should have been four items that needed purification. The four rooms likely corresponded to four different mechanisms for finding them.

Even so, Wen Xishu did not change his original plan—kill all his teammates.

It depends on how you perform. If you do well enough, you may be allowed to live. But you have to do well enough.

In a place where he could not even guarantee his own survival, Wen Xishu had no qualms about staining his hands with blood.

He knew who he should kill first.

"Do you want to come over? I think we can analyze a few things."

The others were still rather dazed.

Kane, Mendemuer, Zheng Zai, and Park Mihee only knew that, for some reason, Sita had just been killed by a monster.

Yet in such a short time, Wen Xishu had already figured out clues?

Suppressing the fear Wen Xishu had stirred within her, Park Mihee spoke as amicably and steadily as she could:

"What happened just now? What clues did you find?"

Wen Xishu looked at the music box above them, sitting on the bookshelf.

The table was three meters tall, and the bookshelf was even taller.

Still, it would not be difficult for them to climb up.

"I'll point out a few things. Captain, I believe you know them too. Right?"

"First, there is an item in this place we entered that needs to be purified, and we possess the ability to purify it."

"I don't know whether you remember, but the first time we climbed the tower, before our accounts were registered, we were given temporary identities when we entered mission areas. For example, I played a rescuer who had to save a little girl."

"After our accounts were registered, the mechanism did not actually change. We still entered by playing someone, except now we had our own IDs."

"This time, we are playing exorcists here to cleanse this house of evil."

"Most likely, that fallen parrot was some kind of evil entity. It placed a curse on an item."

"Purifying the curse will draw the monster's attention. If we are right, it will hurt the monster. If we are wrong, the monster will kill us."

"So what we need to do is find that item precisely."

"Before the monster appears, each of us hears a prompt in our heads. Judging from the women's clothing and that nauseating sound..."

"Some unspeakable sins took place in this room. Including, but not limited to... assault."

"Also, the monster's eyesight is not very good. At least in this room, this monster is easy to hide from. If I trigger the monster, I will die, but you will not. You will have enough time to hide."

"So theoretically, we still have five chances."

"Oh, the monster disappears after the music box stops singing. I think the music box is very suspicious. At least so far, the music box hidden atop the bookshelf, whether it was its conspicuousness just now..."

"Or the difficulty of reaching it in this gigantic room—both make it seem like that purifiable contaminated item."

"I think that perhaps purifying the music box will let us find one item. Then, two people can leave alive."

Park Mihee seemed to understand why Wen Xishu had drawn the attention of the upper class. He had only watched a monster kill someone once, yet he had already grasped so many clues.

But now, another problem arose.

Everyone, Kane included, acknowledged that Wen Xishu's analysis made a great deal of sense. They felt that things should work exactly as he described.

Yet not a single person stepped forward and said:

"I'll purify the music box."

Wen Xishu had known this would happen.

No matter how convincing his reasoning was, no one would be willing to become the guinea pig.

What if he was wrong?

What if Wen Xishu's analysis was wrong and the contaminated item was not the music box? Then whoever went to purify it would certainly die.

So everyone fell silent.

Wen Xishu loved this situation far too much. Though he was in danger as well, the madness in his bones made him find it amusing:

"We should know that the doors outside are constantly drawing closer. Hey, if we keep standing around here, we will all die. Once the doors collide, three more monsters with different mechanisms will come to kill us."

"I have some confidence in my analytical ability. Of course, you are all smart too. If you successfully find the contaminated item, you do not need to take me with you. I can help the remaining two teammates."

"But that is only if I do not open the box. Yet looking at things now, none of you seem to have any intention of opening it. Tsk, tsk. Then I suppose I'll have to take action."

"If I open the box, I will take myself and Mr. Zheng Zai with me."

"I believe you are all smart enough to survive without me."

Kane, Mendemuer, and Park Mihee all stiffened inwardly.

They could not analyze so many clues in a single round. Their analytical abilities were on entirely different levels. It could be said that if Wen Xishu left, they would certainly die.

And if Wen Xishu was wrong... then they would only live a little longer anyway.

They could not let Wen Xishu open the box. But if he did not go, who would? Purifying the box themselves was dangerous too.

Seeing how they wanted to go but could not bring themselves to take a step, Wen Xishu was delighted beyond measure.