"P-please... please..."
Only after the bell rang did Ai Qing's weak voice drift from the corner.
Though Ai Qing's voice and tone were utterly humble, and she looked terribly vulnerable huddled in the corner begging, the other players had not actually done anything awful to her.
In this game, even an inexperienced young newcomer like Wen Wen had made it through safely, as long as she was willing to follow the others and, after understanding the situation, trust a teammate as trustworthy as Tan Ying.
Ai Qing was different. From the very beginning of the game, she had been overthinking, dwelling on all sorts of irrelevant things.
Being suspicious was not a flaw in the Nightmare World. Su Bai, Chi Yan, Zhi Yuan, and even Tan Ying were all cautious by nature, but most of the time, they focused on potential dangers rather than letting their doubts and distrust show on their faces.
Compared with the other players, who knew what nonsense Ai Qing had been thinking about along the way, or how much paranoia and crooked scheming to ensure her own survival filled her head?
Simply put, compared with the other players, Ai Qing's excessive worry and suspicion seemed more like a form of self-inflicted torment.
Just as she was doing now: as Ai Qing begged with her face a mangled mass of flesh and blood, before anyone else could say anything, she suddenly dropped to her knees with a thud and kowtowed to them.
"Please, please help me find my face! Please! Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it! I'll do anything! And my family in the Real World is wealthy. If you want money, I don't care if I have to give you everything I own. Really!" As Ai Qing spoke, she kowtowed again, her