At this point, if they wanted to escape the encirclement, they had to resort to some special measures.
[Come on, come on, place your bets.]
[Let's guess—who'll make the first move?]
[I bet on Shuo Yu. He looks like the kind of person who'd stop at nothing to achieve his goals.]
[I think it'll be Chen Linlin. She's the weakest; maybe fear will drive her to do something.]
[My bet's on Zhang Yao. He looks smarter than the others. Maybe he'll make a move against Shuo Yu, the outsider.]
Every one of them had someone betting on them.
Only Chu He had not received a single vote.
[Why isn't anyone betting on Chu He? Then I'll bet on him.]
Some viewers had a contrarian streak. Seeing that no one had chosen Chu He, they instead decided to place their bets on him.
Chu He led his friends in a charge toward the area with the fewest monsters. "Quick! Run faster!"
Fang Mu had the worst stamina, while Chen Linlin was second to last.
When they reached the edge of the monsters' encirclement, a Charcoal Weird stood ahead of them, its body already spread open as it waited for them to walk into its trap.
Chu He's face turned pale. There was no other way—they could only force their way through. If they waited for all those monsters to close in, they would be doomed.
So he gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, shut his eyes, and charged straight at the Charcoal Weird.
He wanted to force his way through it.
But the moment his body struck the Charcoal Weird—
He felt as though he had fallen into an incomparably soft, rotten swamp. The substance instantly covered his mouth and nose, wrapping around his body.
He could not even struggle.
He