The Escape Plan

What kind of experiences do you want to see and hear?

The people here have similar knowledge of this prison and the Death Sentence, and I don't have any other useful information to share. However... if this Believer of "Truth" doesn't mind, I could share something else.

Gao San didn't expect Su Wu to suddenly mention him. He crossed his arms and smiled:

"Truth should be shared and circulated. You can say what you want; you don't need to care about my opinion."

Su Wu chuckled and said:

"I think it would be better to ask for your opinion first, after all, this is your private matter."

"?" The Gao San hesitated for a moment, then said, "Go ahead and speak."

"I just quietly searched for nearby 'Destiny's End, and interestingly, your' Destiny's End's is right here, right here..."

"Under our feet."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Gao San slammed his fist against the bars of his cell. He glared at Su Wu and said angrily:

Are you kidding me?

"I dare not provoke the iron fist of [Truth]. This is all I have discovered. Believe it or not."

After saying that, Su Wu smiled casually and shut his mouth.

Cheng Shi frowned as he looked at the Final Stroke beside him, wondering if he was really the one.

Su Wu's behavior is strange. Even if he really found the "Destiny's End" of the Gao San, he shouldn't make it public at this time. Not only will it not help the current situation, but it will also make the Gao San fall into suspicion and question his purpose, and alienate a teammate for no reason.

What benefit would that bring him?

Cheng Shi was completely baffled, and just as he was pondering this, Zhao Si spoke up again.

"The prisoners who were subjected to the Death Sentence had complicated relationships with each other. The man behind me said that the men wearing the same yellow prison uniform as him were all wicked servants who coveted his wealth. These men knew his family inside and out and were always looking to empty his pockets. He couldn't take it anymore and started fighting with them, and then he passed out."

When he awoke again, he was already standing in the courtroom, sentenced to Death Sentence, and to be executed soon.

As Zhao Si spoke, he turned around to sized up the prisoner who possessed enormous wealth.

"The story wasn't particularly exciting, but what was interesting was that the person next to him overheard our conversation and joined in the battle for identity."

He claimed that he was the true owner of the wealth, and that the prisoner I had spoken to earlier was merely one of his servants, who were stealing his identity in an attempt to legitimately and legally plunder all his wealth through this deceptive means.

Unfortunately, a fight turned them all into Death Sentence inmates.

So, does this remind you of anything?

Everyone's gaze sharpened, and they instantly remembered the objective of Trials:

How can you prove that you are who you are amidst the doubts and questions of others?

To be honest, when Cheng Shi saw the word "chaos" upon entering the Trials, he didn't even look at the Trials objective.

In His Trials, the goal of the Trials is almost non-existent.

But this situation seems different. Now, combining this Trials objective with the story Zhao Si told us, it's not hard to wonder if He had already hidden the answer within it?

Does "how to prove you are you" mean that to leave here, you must steal someone else's identity and then perfectly replace that identity amidst their questioning?

In this way, players can not only escape their predicament but also create a grand chaos, which couldn't be more fitting.

So, that so-called open day event at the noble prison was probably the key to solving the problem?

Li Yi and Zhao Si's sharing and reasoning have almost revealed the key to solving the problem to everyone.

As one of only two Believer in Deception on the field, if Cheng Shi doesn't speak up now, his fraudulent image might crumble, since the key seems to be related to a scam.

"So the answer is quite simple, isn't it?" He pointed to the surrounding prisoners and laughed. "Everyone has the same Prison Helmet, only their prison uniforms, which indicate their status, are different colors. If we can take advantage of the chaos to exchange prison uniforms with others, then doesn't that mean..."

Can we avoid each other in the arena and win this round together?

In this way, we don't even need to break out of prison; we just need to defeat these seemingly ordinary fellow inmates.

The Grand Inquisition will pardon us, legally pardon us.

But the prerequisite is that you have to act convincingly.

Despite saying that, Cheng Shi was not optimistic, because he was still pondering the prophecy he had made before the Trials.

This seemingly feasible alternative plan must have had a problem, which is why he was the only one to win the Trials in the end.

Where could the problem lie?

Is the "final Destiny's End" for the Martial Expert found in the Final Stroke real?

After all, the Martial Expert didn't win the Trials...

Having reached this point in their discussion, the players' "cooperation" plan was almost finalized.

The way everyone looked at each other carried a degree of admiration.

Even Cheng Shi felt that, putting aside the Predestination prophecy, this Trials was truly interesting.

Every teammate was capable of doing their job. Although the history of this game was somewhat unbalanced, everyone was able to find clues in the small details around them, and then add some details to the plan to pass the Trials. Finally, through communication with each other, they gradually pieced together the puzzle of the key.

This long-lost tacit understanding and pleasure of cooperation made him feel like he was basking in a spring breeze, and his whole body felt refreshed.

This is what playing games should be like! This is what a normal game should be like!

Even if everyone has their own agenda, cooperation is still the mainstream approach, at least until danger strikes.

"Wonderful!"

Li Yi, who had been pushing for the cooperation from beginning to end, happily clapped his hands upon seeing this.

"Clap clap clap!"

I said you were all trustworthy, and indeed, I was right.

See how quickly we finalized the plan? That's the power of collaboration.

"Ha, you call this a plan? You rambled on and on, but in the end, there were no concrete arrangements whatsoever."

How can we create chaos in a way that arouses the suspicion of the prison guards while ensuring that the Iron Law Knights do not forcibly come down to suppress them?

Furthermore, after the identity is changed, does the Grand Inquisition no longer have any means to verify the identity?

This is clearly just the beginning; how can it be called a plan?

"Oh? So, Brother Chicken, what are your thoughts?"

"Brilliant idea? I don't have any brilliant idea, but I can make this plan simpler."

For example, helping you solve the problem of prison guards.

"Help?" Su Wu scoffed. "Help yourself, then? We're not in a hurry, but you're about to enter the arena."

"That's not necessarily true. I would have done the same thing even without the cooperation, I just wouldn't have informed you."

So, bringing you along is just helping out, isn't it?

Enough with the nonsense, let me get straight to the point. I have something amazing: a wide-area Miasma Bomb that can instantly fill the entire prison with dense [Filth and Decay] smoke, causing everyone inside to fall into a deep sleep under the stimulation of "Sloth Desire".

But the time can only last for 3 minutes.

"In these three minutes, I have a way to do my own thing without being affected by the [Filth and Decay] smoke. The question is, can you do it?"

Cheng Shi hearing this, Cheng Shi's gaze sharpened.

The Priest was using sleeping pills?

That's interesting. How come this Priest is just like me?