Chapter 12

The game time is more than halfway through, and deaths are still happening continuously. Finding companions has become an even more important task.

In the evening, Tong Leshan, who had been sleeping inside the house, was awakened.

The visitor was none other than the Black General, whom he was supposed to protect.

The Black General spoke in a critical tone: "You’ve taken on such an important role, and you’re just lying in the room all day? What, do you think you can win by doing nothing?"

Tong Leshan felt frustrated: "I can't be in the open, what do you want me to do?"

"There are still several people staying under the eaves, can’t you connect with them, get some information?" The Black General said angrily, "He Yingqi died near you, and everyone has negative thoughts about you. Why don’t you try to adapt a little?"

Tong Leshan was upset by the scolding but couldn’t refute it. After all, he had to rely on the person in front of him to win.

The Black General frowned: "I’ve already used my chance to save someone on you. The Black side lost one less person, which is suspicious. This suspicion is probably linked to Huasheng. Last night, the traitor was definitely Yao Channa. She had been arguing with Huasheng, but after hearing she could betray, her mood changed drastically. I suspect Huasheng must be a companion of some status. You should test him."

Tong Leshan: "I’m not good with words. You’re so smart, why don’t you go?"

The Black General was silent for a moment: "My position doesn’t allow me to show myself. Once people recognize me, the Black side will soon fall."

Tong Leshan felt frustrated and thought for a moment: "Fine, I’ll give it a try."

The Black General didn’t linger and immediately turned to leave his room.

Tong Leshan saw the sunset outside and pretended to be weak as he stuck his head out from the hallway. He caught sight of the giant snake hurrying through the weeds and felt a little relieved. Frowning, he headed toward the Qingming Hall.

At this point, even the players with a compassionate heart should have woken up, as there were three corpses buried in the yard, and there was no room for a lucky escape.

Tong Leshan, with his head held high, encountered the hurried Fang Hao first, then saw Sun Xiuyan and Tang Yanyan holding hands and chatting. He quickly lowered his head and finally found Huasheng in the master bedroom at the back of the hall.

This bedroom didn’t belong to any player, and it was kept in relatively good condition, with faded landscape paintings still visible on the walls.

Tong Leshan lightly cleared his throat: "So, you’re here."

Huasheng, sitting on a dusty tatami mat, was lost in thought. Upon hearing his voice, he looked up with a melancholic gaze.

"I understand. Your girlfriend passed away, and you’ve been deeply affected," Tong Leshan squeezed out a slight smile and leaned closer, saying, "But you have to live on with her hope."

Huasheng's attitude was harsh: "It’s none of your business. Get lost."Tong Leshan: "How is it none of my business? Black Princess."

Huasheng was taken aback, then denied: "I don’t know what you're talking about, stop trying to bait me."

After saying that, he impatiently left in a hurry.

Tong Leshan, full of hope, was dismissed with contempt, and as he was about to flip the table in frustration, he saw a flower card pressed under the corner of the table.

He immediately smiled, picked it up, and after reading it, he clicked his tongue in amazement.

【Plum Red Short Card / White General Passive Skill — Mercy, cannot harm other players】

This is really interesting, because of the General's special identity, it's difficult for other players to harm him, but now this White General can't harm others either?

What an awkward skill; this person must be quite frustrated and is probably hiding in the shadows, trying to avoid being noticed, right?

Tong Leshan's face lit up with joy, and he immediately tucked the flower card into his pocket, ready to take credit.

Little did he know, as he briskly walked through the hallway, Wu Zhi cautiously appeared, gazing thoughtfully at his back.

That night, no one ate dinner, nor did anyone speak.

The increasingly heavy atmosphere seemed to drain everyone's positivity and lightheartedness, leaving only the oppressive, mutual suspicion.

Xiyu was most concerned about Luo Xi suddenly revealing his identity, so he kept his chopsticks tightly gripped, prepared to flee.

But Luo Xi casually propped his face up with his hand and dozed off. When the doll-like figures stopped watching, he was the first to get up and announce, "My wound hurts too much, I’m going to rest."

Xiyu let out a sigh of relief.

Ren Bo quickly stood up and, taking two steps at a time, followed him.

Luo Xi, with his hands in his pockets, walked down the corridor, lowering his voice to ask, "What's wrong? Didn’t get enough beating yesterday, now you’re back for more?"

"Big Brother, I didn’t mean to provoke you. I was impulsive before." Ren Bo said helplessly as he walked up to him. "I didn’t know you were with the Black side."

Luo Xi smiled faintly.

Ren Bo glanced at the dirty, blood-soaked bandages and muttered, "That warrior’s soul from today was terrifying. If I hadn’t hidden well, I would have been killed for sure.""Yeah, they were all holding weapons and almost killed me," Luo Xi said with a laugh. "Thankfully, someone else is more short-lived than I am."

After saying that, he patted Ren Bo on the shoulder. "I'm going to sleep, stay safe."

Ren Bo asked, "Big Brother, do you know anyone else from the Black side? Now that Zhu Ge is dead, I don’t feel safe at all."

Luo Xi shook his head, looking at him seriously. "The situation is complicated. You see, they're all fine and balanced, so it's hard to guess. From now on, besides me, try not to trust anyone."

Ren Bo made an uncomfortable sound in agreement.

Luo Xi said, "You're a smart person, you know seeing is believing... Oh."

He pressed his hand to his not-so-shallow wound on his waist and abdomen, gave him an apologetic wink, and then retreated into his room.

Ren Bo helplessly scratched his head and decided to go back to his own bedroom to rest.

That night, no one betrayed anyone.

By midnight, Xiyu felt drained, his strength almost spent. He had been pushing himself to the limit, but knowing that it was a crucial moment, he still occasionally looked out through the gap in the door.

He was determined that, if he saw that female ghost again, regardless of whether she meant him harm, he would stop her and ask for information.

However, the night seemed to mock him, as if the heavens were playing a game with him. By the time dawn was approaching and the light grew weak, the corridor remained silent, leaving Xiyu with nothing but exhaustion.

The painting in Qingming Hall was a looping animation screen, something Xiyu hadn't noticed before. To his surprise, this morning, when he absentmindedly tapped the screen, the story of the Black and White Generals' conflict from the previous night started playing again.

Sun Xiuyan and Wu Zhi sat silently at their seats, watching Xiyu's back, their breakfast untouched.

It seemed everyone had found their own way to fill their stomachs.

Xiyu focused on every detail in the painting, finally locking his gaze on the scene where the lady crawled out of the grave, and began silently calculating the details.

Fully immersed, his shoulder was suddenly tapped, and he nearly screamed in surprise.

Thinking it was Luo Xi again, Xiyu turned in frustration, only to meet Huasheng's gaze.

Huasheng asked, "What are you looking at?"

Xiyu had always had a vague impression of this young man. He gave a perfunctory shake of his head, unwilling to make a sound.Huasheng also raised his head and examined the painting in front of him, his eyes showing a hint of sadness.

Just as Xiyu was about to avoid and return to his seat, Huasheng, as if driven by some force, tore the painting down, cruelly ripping apart the scene that everyone had so painstakingly pieced together.

Tang Yanyan, who had just entered Qingming Hall, let out a cry of surprise!

Xiyu was also shocked by this action, completely not expecting that Huasheng would pull out two flower cards from the frame's hidden layer!

Now the hall was in chaos, and hiding the cards was no longer possible.

Wu Zhi led the charge, rushing forward and reluctantly sharing the information on the cards with everyone.

【Liu Shangyan card/White Princess passive skill: Innocence — Witnessing the process of death causes her to fall into an eternal sleep until the game ends】

【Chrysanthemum Shangqing short card/Black General active skill: Curse — Can sacrifice the spirit of the Black Snake to take any player's life, including the White General】

With so many eyes watching, Xiyu dared not look at Wu Zhi’s expression, but he was more concerned about the terrifying lethality of the Black General: it turned out that the White General could die not only from the demon blade but also from the Black Snake. These Black side skills were incredibly powerful, weren't they?

Although no one showed any extra expression on their faces, it was clear that the Black side's people were probably thrilled.

Xiyu felt frustrated.

After a brief silence, Ren Bo actively made a move: "This White Princess can't stand seeing others die? Then Tong Leshan definitely isn’t the one, because he saw He Yingqi die on the first day. Who else saw someone die? Speak up!"

Everyone exchanged glances, finding his strange attack on this position hard to understand.

Ren Bo looked helpless. "This is a great opportunity to find the White Princess!"

Everyone: "..."

Wu Zhi coughed and said with a grin, "These two flower cards are useless for now. At least they can’t change anything at the moment. I see no one wants to have this meal, let’s call it a day and go look for other skill cards."

Fang Hao asked in confusion, "Why is there no balance today? The remaining people are clearly an odd number."

The other players glanced at each other, but naturally, no one could answer.

Luo Xi snorted, "Maybe there’s a ghost?"

After saying that, he was the first to leave, no one knew what he was up to next.Xiyu did not express his thoughts and quietly dispersed with the others, but in his mind, he started calculating: The Black General's skills seemed terrifying, but he needed to know who the White General was in order to strike. So the real danger was Huasheng, who could verify identities. Now, no matter the fighting and killing, he must find a way to get rid of Huasheng!

The White Cat was completely unaffected by the life-and-death atmosphere among everyone, and within just one day, it had grown chubbier again. It lay leisurely on a tree, answering calmly, "The Black Princess' passive skill, oh, that's not easy to get."

Xiyu felt a headache, "It’s not in Luo Xi’s hands, is it?"

"That's not it. That flower card is well protected by the lady, in a box at the bottom of the lake," the White Cat clicked its tongue, impressed. "Such a clean little person, would you dare go down?"

Xiyu thought of the blood lake filled with corpses, and goosebumps instantly covered his body.

The White Cat let out an evil grin and quickly disappeared.

Even with memory loss, Xiyu was still very aware of whether or not he had any cleanliness obsessions. Feeling uncomfortable all over, he slowly walked to the riverbank and couldn’t help but gag as he looked at the dirty river water.

But now was not the time for weakness. If he didn’t go to hell, no one would.

To ensure the Black Princess didn’t get any fatal information, Xiyu finally steeled himself, closed his eyes, and, holding back his nausea, jumped into the lake.

With a splash, the shore fell silent.

Little did he know, Luo Xi, sitting idly on a nearby withered tree, saw the scene and startled upright. For a moment, he thought that the most beautiful little streamer in the game had jumped into the lake to end her life.