I Predicted Your Prediction
The atmosphere at the campsite gradually became tense.
The rain was heavy, and the wilderness survival experts covered the fire. This wasn't very useful on the Dead Spirit Island, where there were no wild animals or insects and the lighting equipment was plentiful, but they did it to mask their anxiety and to keep themselves occupied.
The remaining group watched helplessly as Wu Runhao, holding a walkie-talkie, grew increasingly pale and eventually paced back and forth inside the tent.
There's only one reason— Group Two has also lost contact.
More than forty minutes have passed since the Group Two last reported that they were safe via walkie-talkie. Wu Runhao stipulated that they should contact each other every half hour, but the Group Two Long Zhou, did not follow this rule.
It's hard not to think that something happened to Group Two.
Today, Wu Runhao confirmed, after numerous checks by the logistics department, that he had indeed taken a genuine walkie-talkie.
Ten minutes later, Wu Runhao couldn't sit still any longer. He crawled out of the tent and now stared blankly at the jungle beside the camp flag.
Everyone knows why Boss Wu is so worried... because his brother-in-law Fang Xiaoyu, is in the island exploration team!
This brother-in-law is something else. Why does he have to go to the most dangerous front line? Wouldn't it be better to just stay on the ship with Boss Fang?
If something happens to Fang Xiaoyu, the love that Boss Wu has finally won after pursuing for so long will probably be set back by three years.
Of course, what everyone is most concerned about right now is not Boss Wu's or Boss Fang's relationship issues, but whether Group Two can return safely.
No one wants the Dead Spirit Island to be too dangerous, as it would severely hinder their work.
Just then, Wu Runhao's walkie-talkie finally responded.
Wu Runhao listened carefully, his face showing a mixture of tension and relief.
Long Zhou's rough voice came through the walkie-talkie.
Many people were watching this scene closely, eavesdropping from the sidelines. They couldn't hear clearly, but they vaguely caught a few keywords.
"Group Two... in danger..."
"Death... Missing... Need for help..."
"Fang Xiaoyu... medical... she's fine..."
"Hallucination... wait where you are..."
After hearing the news, Wu Runhao was relieved that Fang Xiaoyu was alright, but also heartbroken for the team members who had sacrificed their lives.
He immediately summoned the leader of the Group Four of the Armed Unit and went into the tent to give him instructions.
"Group Two is in danger and is requesting assistance from the camp. The current situation is as follows: four members of Group Two, along with paranormal researcher Song Quan, have perished, and five members are missing. Group Two leader Long Zhou, medical team member A Bai, and... cameraman Fang Xiaoyu are still conscious. They request my assistance in searching for the five missing members."
After rapidly describing the situation, Wu Runhao said seriously, "I'm sending you to meet them and search for the missing persons within the time limit. But your primary task is to reunite with Long Zhou and the others and bring those three people back safely."
"Remember, search and rescue is second; the safety of those three people is first! Do you understand?"
"Understood. Let's set off now." The Group Four leader had a tense expression, radiating a sense of urgency from head to toe.
It's only been two days since we landed on the island, and things have been going wrong one after another. It's safe to say that the "undead" on the island are far more dangerous than the initial project risk assessment results suggested.
But today was better than yesterday. At least the Group Two sent out a distress signal, giving them a chance to rescue people and bring back a valuable record of their island exploration.
Right outside Wu Runhao's tent, the Ghoul grinned.
He had already heard about the casualties of the island exploration team today. He had previously smelled the scent of sacrificial offerings on Long Zhou and a medical worker, and both of them were in the island exploration team today.
Therefore, with such heavy casualties, there must be something going on between these two strategists, perhaps even a battle between them. In that case, the victor is definitely not at full strength. So... why doesn't he take advantage of the other side's sacrificial abilities being depleted to ambush them from behind?
The experimenters were confined to the camp, which was too restrictive for the Ghoul. He had already decided to leave quietly with Group Four.
And then he never came back.
He could lurk in the jungle, today to stop the strategists from the island exploration team from returning to camp, and then continue the ambush.
Anyway, there will be island exploration teams every day. Even if there are no strategists in the team, it's not bad to attack one for a bit of fun. Afterwards, you can just blame it on the undead on the Dead Spirit Island.
Even with one less experimenter, the explanation of a sneak attack by the undead or hallucinations can still be used. It can also create some panic and chaos in the camp, causing the hidden deducers to give themselves away.
With that in mind, as the Group Four, fully armed, entered the jungle, the Ghoul, avoiding all eyes, used their excellent stealth abilities to leave the camp together.
It's not that he can't get out on his own, it's just that this time there are Group Four of people acting as locators, which makes things more convenient.
"Ha, the deducers in the island exploration team probably never imagined that they'd be attacked by me the moment they lowered their guard after being exhausted from the battle," the Ghoul thought to himself, while simultaneously feeling that competitive Combat Type games were simply paradise for him.
"So the Ghoul will most likely follow the Group Four, planning a surprise attack to gain an advantage."
On the other side of the ravine, Yu Xing leaned against a tree trunk and finally found the umbrella in her backpack. Although she was soaked to the bone, at least she could stop the rain from splashing on her face.
Yu Xing's sentence was already a summary; before that, he had analyzed the psychological activities of the Ghoul left in the camp.
All correct.
Unfortunately for the Ghoul, he was about to face not the scenario of two rivals fighting and a third party reaping the benefits, nor the scenario of the mantis stalking the cicada unaware of the oriole behind, but rather the scenario of waiting for a rabbit to run into his trap.
The prophet's body was dragged by Carlos and Nightmare and thrown into the ravine. During this time, Yu Xing also carefully studied the corpses in the trees and vaguely guessed the significance of the island's existence.
After Carlos and Nightmare returned from "destroying the evidence," Yu Xing made the next steps. He planned to eliminate all the hidden dangers today, and then he could enjoy the storyline for the remaining three days.
"The Ghoul will find us before Group Four once they've determined our approximate location, so we need to finish them off quickly," Yu Xing said.
Nightmare held the walkie-talkie, half-believing and half-doubting.
She had just contacted the camp at Xing's behest and requested support from Wu Runhao.
Wu Runhao agreed to send Group Four to help, but is it really certain that the Ghoul will come along?
"Don't worry, can't you see how well this guy controls people's hearts?" Carlos idly tossed the flashlight around, his fingers incredibly nimble, probably due to his profession, making even a simple flashlight look dazzling.
He glanced at Yu Xing, who looked "weak" and was pretending to protect the camera, with a half-smile, and said casually, "I've heard people say that someone who can read the mind of a madman is only one step away from being mad themselves. Someone who can predict abnormal behavior is a freak themselves."
San, which type are you?