Following or Not?

"Roar--

"You know that bitch?!"

Ram was furious. He thought it was an invitational tournament between warriors, but he didn't expect to find out that this person knew Poison as the game progressed.

Cheng Shi chuckled, thinking that his intimidating image had been established enough, so there was no need to continue playing along with Mr. Jiao.

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "That's right, I do know your mother."

Before Gongyang could react, with a "boom," he sent the other party away just like he had sent Jiang Chi away.

Of course, the thing that makes Gongyang even more powerful than Jiang Chi is that he can parasitize fear. So Cheng Shi knows that the Screaming Count is definitely not dead, but has taken the opportunity to sneak into his ring. But it doesn't matter. This time, he won't have a brain fart and revive the Black Worker.

What he needs is a... an undocumented worker who is absolutely dead.

Seeing another teammate eliminated by a single Thunderbolt, the remaining three looked grave.

It would be a lie to say that they weren't wary of having a teammate who could easily defeat Peak Player. Both Da Yi and Chameleon had their brows furrowed and looked serious, and even Poison's smile had faded considerably.

She wants a capable collaborator, but on the condition that the collaborator isn't too capable.

Less than half an hour into the game, Cheng Shi had reduced six players to only four. This kind of situation is understandable in a low-skill game, but it's a bit unusual to see it in a high-skill game.

Everyone was looking at Cheng Shi strangely, but Cheng Shi didn't care. He had already seen through the entire situation and knew what everyone was pursuing. Seeing his three teammates standing in the snow like statues, not daring to move, he smiled and greeted Da Yi:

"Don't worry, there's been a slight problem with the mission, I'll handle it."

Then, looking at the Poison, he said sarcastically, "Are you scared too?"

Poison paused for a moment, then licked his lips and smiled meaningfully, "I'm afraid you're not tough enough."

Cheng Shi chuckled and ignored her, dragging his mangled flesh and bare bones back towards the door covered in bone patterns, while shouting to the Chameleon:

"You only have one chance; everything you want is in there."

Of course, this is an adventure, because what I say may not be true.

Whether you believe it or not is your choice.

After saying that, Cheng Shi didn't leave any further explanation. He pushed the door open and went inside. The moment he entered, he quickly took out a bottle of "Past Prosperity" and gulped it down, slightly accelerating his recovery.

This time, he wasn't just recruiting illegal workers; he was also trying to confirm whether Afros had been affected!

Logically speaking, an Emissary who is outside the Trials should not be affected, but to be on the safe side, Cheng Shi still needs to see for himself, because playing the Fool's Game again is too tiring. Reciting the lines again is not only mentally taxing, but also incredibly awkward, the kind of awkward that makes you want to break your toes.

Of course, besides checking Afros's condition, he also had some small, easy-to-do plans.

Whether this plan can proceed smoothly depends on whether the three people outside the door will cooperate well.

As Cheng Shi disappeared through the doorway that reeked of death and Filth and Decay, the other three stared at each other, speechless.

The room fell silent quickly, but the silence was soon broken again.

The one who broke the silence wasn't the Chameleon Cheng Shi had singled out, but... Poison.

She glanced around and slipped to the side of the door, carefully examining the large door made of Jiang Chi's bones. She sensed the Filth and Decay aura emanating from within and even felt a strong urge to follow her inside.

But she was cautious and didn't jump in directly. Instead, she turned back to Da Yi and asked:

"Da Yi, it seems you know the young Priest. What mission do you two have?"

"..."

Da Yi's face was ashen, and he remained silent.

He was genuinely stunned, even wondering if the mission Cheng Shi mentioned was one he had received from that the Great One. After all, this warrior-like Fate Weaver was brought back by Old Hu; what if he knew something...?

Could it be Hu Wei's subordinate?

No, that doesn't seem right. This attitude and feeling makes him sound like Old Hu's boss!

Coupled with his terrifying strength and eerie tone... could he possibly be...?

Da Yi was in turmoil, and for a moment he even wanted to go in and find the answer. So when he heard about the Poison, he glanced at the Poison with a serious look, as if he was wondering what relationship Cheng Shi, who was related to his mission, had with this [Filth and Decay] Chosen of God.

Seeing that Da Yi did not answer him, Poison turned to look at the deserted area and chuckled:

"Hey, who are you here to help...?"

Mr. Horn?

When did you get together with him?

The young Priest said you want to see God. Is this the condition that Mr. Horn agreed to for you?

You actually believe that? You believe a Screaming Count who enjoys cannibalism?

It's really interesting how desire flows silently in everyone's heart, yet it's always labeled with some kind of taboo subject, making people ashamed to speak out.

Everyone wants to worship God. You can work openly with normal people, so why choose a... fanatic?

I said, you didn't start Faith [Silence] because of this, did you? Then I have to give you some advice, why don't you convert to my Lord?

Forget it, keeping quiet won't get me anywhere. Where is the little Priest taking you?

Paying homage to the gods?

Which of the Sixteen Divine Thrones is behind this door?

He can now freely meet with them, isn't that a bit too fantastical? It doesn't seem quite right... But...

"Hey, can you say something? If you don't want to go, can I go in your place?"

As Poison was speaking, they saw that the Chameleon had somehow already left its original spot and arrived in front of the door.

The silent movement startled Poison, a hint of caution flashing in her eyes, but she still quipped:

"I feel a surge of desire. It seems you want to go in. May I follow you in and take a look?"

The Chameleon didn't trust the Poison. He neither paid attention to it nor approached it, but just stood stiffly in front of the door, his expression changing several times, clearly struggling with a violent dilemma.

Poison stared at the other party with great interest, even though it knew that what it saw was just Chameleon's disguise, it still wanted to read something from those silent eyes.

She was curious whether the "silent" Believer could resist such temptation in the face of desire.

For her, the scene in front of that door was the perfect vantage point for observing Filth and Decay.

If other Believer of the "Filth and Decay" were here and saw their teammates constantly fighting against their inner desires, they might start to secretly resort to underhanded methods, since the will of "Filth and Decay" is to embrace desire.

Poison is different. It is never the cause of desire, but rather a catalyst. It neither guides, provokes, nor indulges. It is like an An Jing passerby, only cheering and applauding for you the moment you actively embrace desire.

So this scene is extremely interesting: a silent, Filth and Decay Believer is observing whether another silent Believer is willing to approach Filth and Decay...

The Chameleon struggled for a long time. He couldn't understand why the other party could see through his relationship with the Gongyang Jiao, and he couldn't understand why the other party could see through his heart and know that he wanted to worship God!

But he also seemed to have found a reason for this lack of understanding, which was...

Who says the other person is necessarily a player?

Where can a player in this rank easily take down two players of the same rank?

If this unnamed individual, referred to as "Little Priest" by Poison, is not a player, then everything seems to make sense.

After all, he had encountered such things before, and the ability to read other people's minds might not be difficult for them.

After much deliberation, the Chameleon finally made up his mind. He glanced at the Poison not far away, then turned back to look at the motionless Da Yi. With a determined look in his heart, he slowly stepped into the door in front of the two of them and instantly disappeared into the darkness behind the door.

Seeing that the Chameleon couldn't resist its own desires, Poison laughed happily.

But her smile soon faded, as the same choice was presented to her again.

To follow or not to follow?

This is truly a good question filled with a sense of Filth and Decay.