The Disappearing Time Bomb

The people on the first floor have no idea that there's no food available on the second floor; all they know is that the food of unknown origin tastes delicious.

Some people were cautious and didn't touch a single piece, thinking they could eat the snacks in their backpacks if they got hungry at night. But there were always others who, after weighing various factors, decided to start eating.

Overall, the first floor was empty except for dim lighting and an atmosphere that suggested something bad could happen at any moment.

Therefore, in such a smooth experience, the disappearance of a deducer from between the tables and chairs becomes completely unnoticed.

It was Zhang Yu noticed this, or rather, while the others noticed but didn't make a fuss, Zhang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Where has the Flower Seeker gone!"

People at several nearby tables glanced at him first, then simultaneously turned their attention to the table where the flower seeker was sitting... Sure enough, they found an empty seat.

Yeah, when did that person slip away?

If it were an ordinary fortune teller who had disappeared, people might have thought there was something wrong with this floor, that it had quietly swallowed up a living person.

But it is precisely the Flower Seeker, an extremely powerful figure on the Fallen Path.

Those sitting close to the flower seeker were all on the Fallen Path, their faces showing no surprise, and even a suppressed excitement.

This is alarming; what are these Fallen Path up to?

In reality, the Fallen Path who have come to this event are not some unknown petty scoundrels. Any one of them, if placed in another scenario, might become the out-of-control villain who secretly causes the entire group to be wiped out. The fact that so many of them have been gathered at once this time increases the level of danger by more than one or two degrees.

They will definitely cause trouble; it's just a matter of time and scale. Living a normal life like most people is something that simply doesn't exist in the eyes of the Fallen Path.

The flower seekers are even more important.

Now that he's slipped away, where could he be going?

"Did he sneak up to the second floor?" someone tentatively speculated, only to immediately dismiss it. "No, he wouldn't need to sneak up. If he really wanted to, he would have been on the list of those who went up."

Another voice chimed in, "Besides, the people upstairs are very strong. He'd definitely be spotted if he tried to sneak up, so why bother?"

The third person casually remarked, "If it's not going to the second floor, then it means we've left Never Forget Dwelling?"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

After leaving Never Forget Dwelling?

Leaving aside how the flower seeker managed to leave—someone tried—the darkness had already sealed off the space, and theoretically, no one should have been able to leave before the mealtime ended.

There's only one thing to focus on: what lies beyond our Never Forget Dwelling?

What could it be?

Damn it, their backyard is full of ready-made clothing stores displaying red ceremonial gowns!

They're all here now, only the flower seeker has gone out. If he goes back to the backyard, wouldn't all the red clothes in the yard be carelessly destroyed?!

Look at the bizarre smiles on those Fallen Path faces!

"Hey!" Someone who wasn't afraid of a direct confrontation stood up and shouted at the tables near the "Fallen Path," "Where are the flower seekers?!"

The first table in the Fallen Path: "I don't know, don't bother us."

The second table. "Guess?"

Third table. "..."

The person at the table where the "flower seeker" was one short said, "Hehe."

Hehe, you old man!

There are only a few possibilities for them to go out and take action. Everyone present isn't stupid; they can figure it out with a little thought. The flower seeker has most likely gone to the backyard.

Realizing this, the strategist began to feel uneasy. Knowing that he couldn't slip away like the Flower Seeker, he could only pray that the Flower Seeker still had a shred of rationality and wouldn't push everyone into a dead end at the beginning, and that he would only target those with whom he had a grudge.

Those capable of breaking free from spatial constraints have already begun making attempts.

Xue Shouyun's face was extremely pale. She hadn't touched a single bite of the food in front of her, and her hand gripped the soft whip tightly. "I can't entrust my fate to the whims of a courtesan choosing a concubine or to the promises of that tailor shop owner!"

The female owner of the clothing store, also dressed in red, seemed like a friendly person and even said she would watch over the clothes in the backyard for them, but who knows if she will keep her promise!

Even if she would, would she stop flower seekers who are also tourists?

No sooner had he finished speaking than a man darted over from the side. The man with the Meng Dao looked annoyed and irritated, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll go out with you."

Xue Shouyun: "You?"

While Meng Dao was indeed much stronger than her in direct combat, he became much more low-key after being taught a lesson by Yu Xing outside the town. After all, the two of them had gone through the terrifying journey to Kongfang Fang Mansion together, and compared to others, they had a little more tacit understanding.

"What happened to me?!" Meng Dao was incredibly annoyed. He felt he'd had the worst luck in the Yugi ever. "I glared at the Flower Seeker so many times today, and disobeyed him so many times, both openly and subtly. With his extremely cunning and vengeful nature, if he wanted to get back at someone, he would definitely include me!"

Listening to Zhang Yu and Lan Wu, they thought to themselves, "You're actually quite self-aware now."

The paths of those Fallen Path depravity and lose their minds vary. The Meng Dao is "tyrannical," straightforward in everything it does, and wants to kill anyone it doesn't like... It certainly doesn't have the eight hundred evil intentions of the flower seeker.

Zhang Yu himself certainly couldn't get out, and he couldn't ask Xue Shouyun to stay here either, since it was a matter of life and death.

He began to miss Brother Zhao with the broken mirror.

If Zhao Yijiu were here, this spatial cage, forged in a dark environment, would definitely be easy for him to grab by the neck and carry him in and out freely.

Sigh, I'm starting to feel the gap.

The demon still had a heart that wanted to join in the fun. Wolf-tailed Cool Sister, who didn't think she had offended the Flower Seekers, wasn't too worried. She enthusiastically volunteered to Xue Shouyun, "Could you take me with you? My eyes might be of help to you."

Zhang Yu was about to say, "That's too far-fetched, and it wouldn't do you any good anyway," when he suddenly felt Lan Wu's hand touch him under the table.

Lan Wu stared at him, then shook his head very discreetly.

Zhang Yu inexplicably understood his meaning. Accompanied by a strange intuition, he swallowed those words, quietly watched Xue Shouyun agree, and then together with the Meng Dao, forcefully cut off a patch of darkness at the edge. Finally, carrying the demon, the three figures disappeared behind the wall.

That whip possesses spatial power; a direct attack from the Meng Dao would be enough to tear everything in sight—except for Yu Xing.

Apart from these three, some other strategists also left the first floor one after another. Everyone held their breath, thinking that perhaps there was still time.

After all, none of the people present suddenly exploded and died, which should mean that their festival costumes were all intact.

Going out is always risky; nobody knows if it violates the rules about mealtimes.

There were only two people left at Zhang Yu's table. He looked at Lan Wu and asked, "What do you mean? Why are you stopping me from speaking?"