He did not know, but that was how the Reincarnation Game worked. There were no selfless saints. If there were, they were definitely putting on an act to trick you into revealing your secrets.
More importantly, had they all discovered the trap buried within Hint Six?
Suppressing the myriad thoughts in his mind, the man made a decision. "Since the danger is still within acceptable limits, we'll split into three groups and proceed simultaneously. We need to reach the eighth floor as soon as possible."
"What about Hint Five? If two teams take the wrong route and accumulate three more mistakes, we'll be punished." Hayasaka Ai reminded them. They had already tested it: the signal interference between different floors was severe, making it difficult for Walkie-talkies to communicate.
"We can't worry about that now. Don't forget Hint Seven. Delaying is just as dangerous." Curly Hair shook his head helplessly, looking as though he had been forced into battle.
[Hint Seven: Please be aware that the demon will continue expanding and draw ever closer.]
How would it expand, where would it expand—nobody knew. But it sounded like it was related to time.
After spending an entire night getting through the adjustment period and confirming that conventional methods were useless, their Dungeon strategy had reached a turning point. Every veteran Player had begun relying on their own experience and specialties. Only one final question remained:
How should they divide the people?
There were five veteran Players and four newcomers. Through their previous cooperation, they had already established one another's value—at least, their apparent value.
Yuki was powerful, but lunatics like him were extremely dangerous. Mai Sakurajima had a weak presence and could be counted as half a newcomer, but she was tied to the taciturn Hayasaka Ai. Whatever else could