47. Discontent

At 10 p.m., after all the players had returned to their rooms, Lu Wu hid in a room on Basement Level One.

His weapon was an MP9. It wasn't the best gun, but it wasn't bad, either.

Lu Wu was a professional in this field, and he was confident he could kill an enemy within three shots if he encountered one.

It wasn't difficult for him to spend the whole night lying in wait somewhere.

And so, time passed slowly.

At 11:30 p.m., the lights in the base went out completely.

Lu Wu had confirmed this after checking the time in the system.

Lucky One had said the lights went out at around 10:30 p.m.

The difference from the time he'd confirmed himself was quite large, which made Lu Wu feel something was off.

Had Lucky One lied?

Or... was there no fixed time for the lights to go out?

The night was long, and Lu Wu had plenty of time to think.

But in the end, he couldn't figure anything out. He was just passing the time.

The room door was open, and faint dark red light from the emergency lamps spilled in from outside.

The surroundings were a little frightening, reminding Lu Wu of his childhood.

It reminded him of places like abandoned hospitals in horror movies.

When he was little, Lu Wu had been afraid of the dark, but he'd overcome that long ago in **.

Or perhaps, after so many years of hardening, there was nothing left to fear.

Death?

Lu Wu wasn't afraid of it at all!

More than ten years ago, when he stood beneath the Red Flag, he had sworn to devote his whole life to Huaguo and its people.

It was just that now, he was a little lost.

He had trained