The players had really sealed off the elevator doors on Underground Level 1.
This could only stop Zhu Ruomin or Qiu Xiangdong from returning to this floor. There were no restrictions on them going to other floors.
Besides, although the number of players had decreased, the game still hadn't progressed.
"Two more ghosts will appear tonight," Ge Pan told everyone. "There are only eight of us left, and we're all staying on the same floor. Don't risk your lives just to win the game."
His words carried more weight than they had yesterday. If something like what had happened with Chang Chengyong happened again today, there would be nothing left to discuss. They would simply kill the culprit.
"It's better not to clear the Dungeon than to lose our lives." Wan Yunrong spoke first. "If I become a ghost, I'll cooperate with everyone."
"Easy to say," Wu Xiaonan scoffed.
Wan Yunrong had no desire to talk to her. She turned her head away and ignored her completely.
After that, the players didn't speak to one another again.
Mao Wei sat by the wall, wiping a Toy Gun with a handkerchief. A few meters away, Ge Pan sat in a chair, fiddling with an old camcorder.
Miao Yu hadn't moved from her spot since entering the room. She kept her distance from the others, leaving it entirely up to them whether they approached her.
Wan Yunrong toyed with the Buddhist prayer beads in her hand, occasionally watching the other players.
Wu Xiaonan was filming a video by herself.
Gan Qing sat far from the others, silent and not fiddling with anything.
Xu Huo glanced over the group, then found a place to close his eyes and rest. Chu Yuan couldn't move around easily, so he sat beside him. But the kid