Inside the guesthouse, Qin Manjiang put down his phone as a thunderclap exploded outside the window.
Fan Cheng was in danger.
He had abruptly broken off contact while they were exchanging messages. That was far too abnormal.
If his theory was correct-the ghost wanted to kill Fan Cheng, while Liu Junyan wanted to protect him for some purpose-then there were only two possibilities for Fan Cheng's continued silence.
Either the ghost had killed him, which would mean Liu Junyan could not fully "command" the ghost, and the ghost itself could also harm Liu Junyan.
Or... Liu Junyan had given up on protecting him. Something unexpected had happened.
Going back over the entire chain of reasoning, the game would officially begin when the ritual Liu Junyan had prepared ended, and the time before it began was undoubtedly when the ritual was taking place.
The players wiped out in the previous round had passed on little information, but one thing was certain: they were all veteran players and had prepared all kinds of lifesaving items, yet without exception, none of those items had saved their lives.
Within thirty minutes, everyone had died, leaving behind the warning "no solution."
This game could not have no solution. Even a one-percent chance would count as a path to survival.
Yet the veteran players had concluded that there was "no solution." They would not have told such a meaningless lie in the final moments of their lives.
Then there was only one possibility.
Once the ritual entered its final stage-the stage when the game "officially began"-nothing could be undone.
At that moment, the players' survival rate would drop to zero.
Wait...
Did that mean this was actually a race against time?
With a three-day deadline, did the players' chances of winning shrink with every passing moment?