[Player Wang Zong has died and given up on continuing the competition. Do you choose to continue?]
Nameless had subdued the Sheep Clan and the Cocoa Wolf Tribe. He was flying through the air, about to search for other races, when a box suddenly appeared before his eyes.
He blinked. It took him a while to make sure he was seeing it right.
"Wang Zong died?"
"How did he die?"
"Besides the Food God, is there another race in this world that could kill him?"
"Damn. The waters run deep in this world too!"
Several thoughts flashed through Nameless's mind at once. Then he asked, "If I choose not to continue, does that mean I win?"
[If you give up the competition, it will end in a draw, and you will enter the fourth floor.]
New words appeared in the box. Nameless fell silent after reading them. How could Wang Zong die and still draw with him, a living man?
That didn't seem right!
A moment later, Nameless asked, "What if I choose to continue?"
[Continue the competition. Survive the Food God's jaws to win.]
Wait.
Nameless looked at the words in the box and asked, "What do I get for winning? What's the reward?"
Come to think of it, winning on the first floor had at least given him a reward: he could keep Groundhog Day for later floors. What about the reward for the second floor?
[Winning is its own reward!]
The answer appeared in the box, and the moment Nameless saw it, a great deal clicked into place.
Each player had seven lives. Were those lives really only for reviving on the next floor?
Obviously not.
The box had just told him that Wang Zong had chosen to give