Everyone Look Quickly, Chapter 888!

Iron Pot Stewed Little Chicken was still in a daze when he entered the starting room.

From the first round on, he had no idea where he was on the board. In the first round, he had landed on a Teleportation Grid and been randomly transported to another grid, so he couldn't figure out his position based on the direction he was moving.

Fortunately, he knew what bonus his group had drawn and what it did.

Iron Pot Stewed Little Chicken knew exactly that in the fifth round, the grid he was on would turn into a Together Death Grid. Then he would fake his death for three rounds before being transported to another room. Once his fake-death state ended, the Chess Master would know where the treasure chest was. All he had to do was get it within nine rounds.

Before they started moving, the three of them had worked out the farthest they could get in nine steps.

Nine steps wouldn't take them from one corner of the board to the opposite corner, but they could still cover most of the grids.

The odds of him landing in one corner while the treasure chest was in the opposite corner seemed slim. He'd have to be extraordinarily unlucky for that to happen.

Besides, they had already drawn their bonus, and there was no changing it. They could only accept it.

At first, Iron Pot Stewed Little Chicken hadn't wanted to be a Chess Piece. He and the other two members of Group Two had fought over what seemed like the safest position: Chess Master. Who would've thought that they'd fight past the decision deadline, leaving the dungeon to choose for them? He'd been unlucky enough to become the first Chess Piece to go out.

Now that his fake-death state