The Graveyard

Nightmare had already heard the Magician call "Luckily, San" several times in such a short while, and had gotten used to it. Hearing this, he curiously pricked up his ears.

She really wants to see what Sachimoto looks like...

If he's decent-looking and a bit tall, she'll... she'll pursue him!

Guys, did she do the right thing?

Nightmare held an umbrella, her mind blank, her thoughts drifting off somewhere.

Hehe (oo?), having a boyfriend like this must be really exciting, and she loves to provoke... oh no, I mean challenge!

Yu Xing chuckled lightly, looking completely innocent. "Of course I'm a well-rounded person, excelling in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor; I'm very kind."

"Tsk." Carlos uttered a single syllable of disdain.

"Tsk." Nightmare expressed his agreement with Carlos with a single syllable.

It must be said that Yan, or rather, the woman who now appears as a strong woman, is very good at integrating into groups. She has a straightforward personality and, most importantly, is kind, making it easy for people to like her.

After confirming that they wouldn't hunt Magician and that the three could cooperate without worry, she quickly joined in on Yu Xing and Carlos's conversation without any awkwardness.

Carlos emphasized, "I think that's a very good point. If you understand how a psychopath thinks, then your thought process aligns with theirs, right? And once it aligns, you're easily influenced, aren't you?"

Yu Xing's eyes crinkled into a smile, "Analysis and immersion are not the same thing. Just like when actors are performing, there's immersive acting, like the Brecht system, where it's easy to get into the role and not be able to get out, being influenced by the character. But the Stanislavski system doesn't have this problem."

"...?"

Carlos rubbed his nose, then suddenly realized, "Case solved! You're an actor in real life, right? Or maybe a performing arts student? That's a natural advantage. No wonder you always like to use acting to hide yourself."

He paused for two seconds, then shook his head. "No, the first one is impossible. Otherwise, with your looks, you would be incredibly popular. Even if you didn't know anything else, you'd be hailed as a superstar just for your face."

"Stop guessing, I'm not." Yu Xing casually ran her fingers through her wet hair. "I just have a jack-of-all-trades knowledge; I know a little about many theories, but I wouldn't call myself an expert. Heh, look at yourself, aren't you much more serious now than when you're using your image?"

Carlos's gray-blue hair and flamboyant clothing style embodied his laziness and elusiveness.

Now that his good looks have faded, Carlos has actually become much more restrained.

"That's just subconscious acting. In fact, everyone's actions when there are onlookers can't be considered their most authentic selves. They're only truly relaxed when they're alone." Yu Xing's words left Carlos speechless.

They chatted casually, occasionally letting Group Four know they were safe and giving directions.

Meanwhile, the Ghoul were trailing far behind the Group Four of the Armed Unit. Since they were not reconnaissance but rescue, they were moving at full speed and were expected to reach the ravine in another hour or two.

The chat was in an uproar because the outcome of the match was already predictable. Viewers from the Fallen Path came to Yu Xing's live stream, attempting to launch verbal attacks and threats.

[There are two newcomers on the Fallen Path, and they're both going to die? Haha, they're trying to wipe them out completely. Luckily, I'll remember him. If I ever meet him again, I'll definitely "pamper" him!]

[Surrounding the few with numbers? That's a foul.]

[I'm about to laugh; your defeated expression is truly ugly.]

[Come on, let's start laughing! Someone here said it was a foul, hahaha!]

[Ha ha ha ha]

[Ha+1]

[Isn't ruthless Fallen Path your specialty? What, can't accept defeat?]

[Don't forget, you guys were the ones who created the rule that killed people in the Rookie Tournament. What nonsense are you spouting now? Bah!]

[If you encounter any of the above, you're doomed next time.]

[Threatening others when you can't win an argument?]

[Oh, threats are one of our specialties on the Fallen Path, huh? What, not used to it?]

In reality, viewers who like to send bullet comments are either those who enjoy excitement or those who can't hold their temper.

Those who deduce the path of Fallen Path have a very dark mindset. The truly capable ones don't bother with these people. As the saying goes, a barking dog doesn't bite.

The Fallen Path doesn't really have that much of a "collective sense of honor"; right now, they're less about speaking up for the Ghoul and more about picking a fight.

For some people, hating someone doesn't need a reason, and killing someone doesn't need one either.

When requesting backup, Yu Xing used the excuse that he needed manpower to help find the five missing team members.

So during that hour or so, they couldn't stay still, but symbolically walked a short distance toward the center of the island.

The rainstorm came quickly and went quickly; it stopped half an hour ago.

But the dark clouds did not disperse; they continued to linger in the sky, especially near the center of the island, where layers of black clouds formed a huge spiral, hovering motionless in the air with an extremely oppressive form.

"It's quite beautiful..." Yu Xing looked up through the dry branches overhead and felt that the scene was full of bizarre beauty.

Carlos looked up, then pursed his lips a few seconds later. "I was going to say that you artists have such a diverse aesthetic sense, but looking at this, these clouds are truly breathtaking."

The reason Carlos was referring to Yu Xing's identity as a painter was because it left a deep impression on him.

Yan followed silently, no longer wanting to use Long Zhou's appearance to make any statements with feminist undertones.

Their journey hasn't been smooth sailing; including the illusion created by the big tree, they've already experienced five illusion attacks.

For example, he mistook the other two for the insane missing persons and was forced to use force to defend himself; when he saw "Nightmare," he secretly raised his gun to shoot...

In short, the island seems to be trying to use what the visitors possess to make them kill each other.

Fortunately, the flaws in each illusion were obvious, not to the point where the system in the memory and the Rookie Tournament could be patched up.

With the Nightmare's True Gaze, breaking the illusion becomes even easier.

The five team members disappeared completely. In fact, when Yan uses Nightmare Realm, she can sense the outside world. Otherwise, this ability would be useless—it would give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of her.

All she saw was five team members walk a few steps toward the body, seemingly trying to put the rope around their necks, but they failed. Then, as if someone called out to them, the team members stumbled and ran toward the center of the island.

Perhaps I was hallucinating.

Yu Xing was also very curious about what was in the center of the island; it was certain that something special was hidden there.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the hallucinations become more frequent and intense the closer one gets to the center.

Just then, they reached the end of the jungle, where a flat area—relatively flat—was a rarity on the island.

Small mounds of earth rose up in different directions on this land, and wooden crosses were stuck on top of the mounds.

--It's actually a cemetery filled with artificial elements!