Reality

Ye Minghao, Fang Zheng, and the others returned to the real world after clearing the game.

Of course, in their version of reality, they were still tied to the playground by vines, their lives held firmly in someone else's hands.

About a dozen people had returned, all from Game Room 01. It was already night, and as they lay on the vast playground under the pitch-black sky, only the dim streetlights remained lit. They twisted and turned, peering around, but Father Ye, Mother Ye, and the several staff members who had been tied up with them were nowhere to be found. Although Ye Zhao had bound quite a few people at the time, there were many staff members on the island besides the players, including elderly people over sixty who did cleaning work; it was likely someone had secretly rescued the two elders.

"Why is it just us?"

"The others must have been assigned to different game rooms. The situation doesn't look very optimistic. I checked the Game Forum, and some rooms have already been wiped out. God! It's terrifying. I wonder if they'll be able to make it out alive?"

"Hahahaha, great! Ye Zhao didn't come back either!"

"It's good she didn't return. It would be even better if she died in the game!"

"Quick, quick, hurry up and untie us! Let's get out of here while we can!"

These few became instantly energized. Ye Minghao had already broken free from the vines the moment he could and scrambled up from the ground. Knowing the truth, he didn't dare linger for a second. As he sprinted away, he shouted for the others to run as well. The rest, who had been basking in the joy of clearing the game, saw Boss Ye bolting and grew anxious, scrambling to their