Hurry up

Jiang Qiuyue followed close behind Guo Yuanmiao and touched the little girl's shoulder. When she came back to her senses and saw where the freckled man was, her heart sank-

Why was he walking so slowly?!

At that pace, he alone would drag out the Instance by at least another four or five minutes.

"Hey-hurry up!"

Jiang Qiuyue waited until the little girl turned her head, then called softly to the freckled man.

But he maintained his maddeningly slow pace, turning a deaf ear to every urging.

The little girl didn't seem bored or impatient, either. Tirelessly, she chanted "One, two, three, freeze" over and over, waiting for the freckled man to reach the finish or make a mistake and get eliminated.

At a loss, Jiang Qiuyue wanted to ask Li Xian to think of something. But when she craned her neck toward the seats in front, she saw him and Ji Xie with their heads together, quietly discussing something.

She hurriedly drew her head back and abandoned the idea of speaking.

It didn't really feel right to interrupt... Besides, if Li Xian wasn't worried, that meant it wasn't a big problem, right?

Those who had already cleared the game and taken their seats were each lost in their own thoughts. Only Guo Yuanmiao stared darkly at the freckled man, who was still inching forward.

The freckled man was carefully trying to step over the short-haired woman's corpse. The obstacle made his already excruciatingly slow movements even more cautious, and Guo Yuanmiao couldn't help frowning.

He rubbed the bright yellow plastic bullet in his palm. After piercing the middle-aged man's forehead, it had landed right by his feet, so he had casually picked it up and held on to it ever since.

The freckled man needed only one more step