"Is this the correct rule?"
There were five colors of balloons placed on the stairs—black, red, yellow, green, and blue.
The seemingly chaotic arrangement quickly formed a 13×13 sequence in Yu Jing's mind.
Whether it followed a simple color pattern, some kind of diagonal principle, or an arrangement similar to Sudoku, Yu Jing tried running through every possibility in his head.
"If we assume the black balloons represent the number '0,' the red ones '3,' the yellow ones '7,' the green ones '1,' and the blue ones '4'... then the sum of every row and column, including the diagonals, is 63. In addition, each row and column contains exactly one black balloon. That makes it the only Safe Zone."
Within half an hour, Yu Jing had discovered the pattern among the balloons. He stepped onto the black balloon on the first step, and with a pop! as it burst, everything proceeded normally.
To be honest, this game was nowhere near as difficult as the games once designed by Jigsaw.
Stepping on the black balloons as he climbed, Yu Jing easily reached the entrance to the eighth floor.
The eighth floor of the mall was not piled high with balloons as he had imagined. Instead, it was incredibly spacious.
In the open area at the center stood a ring of skulls, each with a burning candle placed atop it, surrounding an ancient wooden chest.
Upon closer inspection, he saw a sheen flowing across the chest's surface. The iron lock hanging from it most likely corresponded to the iron key in Yu Jing's hand.
"Drip, drip!"
Suddenly, a string of fresh blood droplets fell onto the top of the chest.
Wearing long-legged rubber shoes and a loose, multicolored outfit, the Tall and Thin Clown slowly descended from the central ceiling, holding a