Everyone entered Cthulhu's thatched hut.
To be honest, the thatched hut wasn't big—there was only so much space, and everything inside was clear at a glance.
Cthulhu hadn't bought any daily necessities from the game store in advance, either, so the room was extremely simple.
Yimo ignored everyone else and immediately started rummaging around like a bandit.
Ferryman was quite serious about it too. Not only did he open cabinets and drawers, he even moved the furniture around.
After all that, they could say with certainty that they had found absolutely nothing.
Supreme One, however, suddenly let out a strange cry after sweeping the room with his shifty eyes. "Holy crap, boss! I've made a major discovery!!!"
At Supreme One's strange cry, everyone gathered around, wanting to see what it was.
Even Cthulhu frowned and racked his brain, wondering whether he had left any traces uncleared.
"Big brother, this guy actually jerks off at night!!!"
Uh...
As it turned out, Supreme One had seen the wads of toilet paper in the wastebasket.
Yimo was rendered utterly speechless, while Naughty Cat's cheeks turned bright red. She shyly ran straight out of the thatched hut.
Dieyu raised her eyebrows at Yimo, as if hinting at something.
Cthulhu also came out to clear his name. "Well... the Death Game isn't just a one-day thing. The pressure's high, and we're all grown men. I hope you can understand."
Cthulhu sounded quite sincere.
But Supreme One refused to let it go. Having grabbed hold of his weakness, he tugged at it relentlessly. "Hahaha, look at you! You look so refined and handsome, but it turns out you have to take care of things yourself too!"
"Good grief, you've got some nerve. I don't even feel like doing that sort of thing!"
Supreme One was a