"The general has issued instructions. All Players, please make your choice."
The mechanical announcement arrived right on schedule, not a moment late.
"I choose 'Loyalty' too."
Babayak's voice came from the darkness.
Though it trembled slightly, his tone still carried a measure of resolve.
In the darkness on the other side, Golbu heard Babayak and Glargong make their choices one after another, and the panic in his eyes deepened.
He clamped the iron pole connected to the tray beneath one arm and vigorously wiped his cheeks twice with both hands.
He even rubbed his eyes while he was at it.
Like a drowsy person struggling to stay awake.
He looked at the Data Panel again, hoping the message in the chat box would have changed.
But unfortunately, Not a single word had changed—
"The answer to this question should be 'Unrendered Chunks.' Trust me!"
"Unrendered Chunks?" Golbu swallowed hard, and even his breathing trembled. "B-but that's the 'Betrayal' option..."
"If it's right, then fine."
"But what if it's wrong?!"
"Mipodi listened to Gil's instigation before and chose the 'Betrayal' option. He lost 50 Survival Points and fell to his death!"
"If I choose 'Betrayal' this round... I might die straight away too!"
As Golbu hesitated, he suddenly heard the sound of a thin iron chain scraping from Gil's side.
Only he was left!
He was the only one who had yet to make a choice!
The chime marking the time rang out with a boom, like rolling thunder.
Wait?
Which chime was that?!
The forty-eighth?
Or the fifty-third?
Damn it!
He had been too absorbed in his thoughts and had completely forgotten to count!
Golbu's already uneasy heart clenched tighter. It felt as though his throat had been stuffed with cotton, and for a moment, he could not catch his