Chapter 219: Guys, have you figured out how to get through?

China , Beijing , National Museum.

Ruan Wangshu was badly wounded and only after Li Miaomiao had transferred some of his wounds to himself did Ruan Wangshu slowly wake up, but he was still weak. Fu Wensheng quickly took out the mineral water he had prepared and joined Chen Shanshan and the other members of Chosen in helping to heal his wounds.

A few hours pass and Li Miaomiao returns to normal, while Ruan Wangshu remains pale. He got up from the ground with difficulty, asking which players had quit the game or failed to attack the tower.

Ruan Wangshu came out of the game only to find out that their tower attack game had been broadcast live worldwide by The black tower.

To call it a live stream would be inaccurate, as The black tower only informs players of their passage, not the exact game they've encountered. When Chen Shanshan heard from Ruan Wangshu that the players were facing six circus leader level The black tower monsters, she finally understood why so many advanced players died in the game or quit voluntarily.

Chen Shanshan said, "While you were unconscious, The black tower announced that sixteen players had entered the main game, two of whom had died, leaving fourteen remaining."

Ruan Wangshu frowned, "So much." The game was more difficult than he had imagined. "Chosen only has one King's Coin in total, and after I use it, Yu Zheng won't come out well. Maybe from the beginning, I should have let her go in alone, with the King's Gold."

Fu Wensheng was surprised, "Is that so exaggerated? I remember that Sister Lian is very strong, and Sister Shanshan praised her, saying that she is no worse than Brother Tang in terms of combat ability alone."

Ruan Wangshu was about to say more when suddenly a clear, childlike voice rang out over the Forbidden City. The sound was heard around the world, and many players had already become accustomed to it, as they had heard The black tower say this briefing several times in just a few hours today.

"Dingdong! Official China 1 player Bai Ruoyao has failed to clear the level."

An abandoned shopping mall in Chaoyang District, Beijing.

Ning Zheng is struggling to heal himself with mineral water. Suddenly, when he heard this, his movements stopped in the air. After a long time, he sighed with relief.

Shanghai Nanjing Road.

Luo Fengcheng looked at Jackass in surprise, Jackass was confused, "No way, Bai Ruoyao, it's that psycho Bai Ruoyao? He failed the pass ...... He's dead?!"

The moment the voice rang out, Ruan Wangshu's eyes widened and he turned his head in disbelief to look at the black tower. Even more shocked than he was were Fu Wensheng and Chen Shanshan.

Ruan Wangshu's knowledge of Bai Ruoyao is actually very limited, as the psychopath's favourite obsessions are Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, and his interest in the Chosen Organisation is lacking. Since sixteen players entered the game, no Chinese player has died, and with one suddenly dead, many players in China feel a sense of loss.

Only Chen Shanshan and Fu Wensheng know how unpredictable the always offbeat, baby-faced young man is.

After a brief moment of shock, Chen Shanshan calmed down and analysed: " Bai Ruoyao was a man who cherished his life, and Brother Tang, Mr. Fu and I had speculated that he should have had many life-saving props on him. Since he would die in this game, it is highly likely that the use of props is forbidden in this main game." The implication is that even if Yu Zheng had the king's gold coins, he would not be able to use them.

Ruan Wangshu was silent for a moment and said, "Even he is dead, and practising Yu Zheng is in some danger."

They were outside the game, and no amount of urgency could help those in the game. Chen Shanshan twists the cap off the mineral water bottle and turns her head to find Fu Wensheng with his head down and his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at The black tower not far away.

Chen Shanshan asked softly, "Whisper?"

Fu Wensheng immediately snapped back to attention, "Ah, Sister Shanshan."

Chen Shanshan : "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Wensheng was silent as he clutched the two mineral water bottles in his arms and said dully, "It's nothing, I just feel weird inside. I hate that guy. When he was pestering me, Brother Tang and Big Brother, I wanted him to leave early and stay away from me, or else he would be better off dead. But now he's really dead. ......"

The child remembered an out-of-tune tune he had once heard the psycho humming in some hot pot restaurant.

The hotpot restaurant was in the area, but Bai Ruoyao was dead.

The child mumbled, "...... always felt like it wasn't actually that happy."

The black tower, sixth floor, Noah's Ark.

One by one, the twelve surviving players emerged from the room, and they caught a glimpse of the corpse that had fallen on the stairs. Not surprised, each player was prepared for it and they each went forward to examine the body.

Tang Mo summed up, "Much better than the two bodies that died the day before, the bodies were not damaged too much. The fatal wound was a stab through the heart, and there were quite a few other wounds elsewhere that matched the method of death given in the nursery rhyme."

Mu Huixue walked to the bottom of the stairs and found an arm that had fallen near the dining table. "The arm is here, the cut is very smooth, it was severed by a sharp instrument with very fast speed."

Tang Mo looked to the rest of the players, "Do you have any more ideas."

Takao Yamamoto, an East Asian player who almost never speaks, suddenly spoke up: "Is he one of your companions?"

Fu Wenduo looked down at him, "Yes."

Takao Yamamoto : "Do you two know about him leaving the room last night. The three people who died before, all had one room to themselves, only this ......" he thought for a moment, "this Bai Ruoyao , he was in the same room as you guys."

Tang Mo: " The black tower says that when a player leaves a room at night, he is not noticed by the players in the same room. We didn't know he was gone."

Takao Yamamoto looked at Tang Mo quietly for a moment and averted his eyes, "I'm fine with that."

Tang Mo said, "Let's go to the attic then."

As he said this, Tang Mo bent down and tried to carry Bai Ruoyao's body to the attic. No sooner had he bent down than Fu Wenduo was already carrying him. Tang Mo's movements were followed by Mu Huixue, who had the arm at his side.

Walking up to Tang Mo's side, Mu Huixue said in a calm voice, "I can't really tell you how it feels to see fox die with my own eyes."

Tang Mo was silent and followed up the stairs as he said, "Me too."

Tang Mo looks at the back of Fu Wenduo carrying the body of Bai Ruoyao.

He knew that Fu Wenduo was too. The baby-faced young man had saved Fu Wenduo's life, and even his comrades. After letting him go, Tang Mo knew that they would never kill each other again. But no one could have imagined that Bai Ruoyao would die anyway, in The black tower game.

Fu Wenduo pushes open the door to the attic room and his eyes flicker for a moment as he looks up to see the scene inside. He placed Bai Ruoyao's body on the floor and Mu Huixue placed his arm on top of it. The rest of the players entered the room in turn and Practising Yu Zheng frowned, "It's gone."

Yes, the two bodies that had been placed here before were also all gone in the third day.

If there was a possibility that the black women who died on the first day had faked their deaths, the second day, with the charred bodies and the hundreds of pieces of flesh, were definitely too dead to die. But their bodies were still missing.

Li Xia brushes her head and keeps a wary eye on every player in the attic.

"Who stole the body? Was it the monster?"

No one answered her question.

The crowd left the attic in their own minds. Leaving Bai Ruoyao's body in the attic would mean that this night, his body would also be stolen. Yet no matter where it was placed, it was sure to be stolen. As Tang Mo passed by his room, he noticed that the words 'Bai Ruoyao' engraved on the door had been scratched with a sharp object.

Each room in the castle is only accessible to the owner of the room.

Now even if Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo wanted to put the body back in the room, they could not do so.

The thirteen men walked over to the long table and each pulled up the chairs that had fallen into disarray on the floor.

Inside the dimly lit castle, only shards of stained glass fall all over the floor and chairs sprawl crookedly on the ground. There were signs of fighting all over the long table, on the stair railings and on the columns. It was clear that the battle last night had ended very uneventfully, with both sides having fought fiercely and ending in the death of Bai Ruoyao.

Bai Ruoyao's name had been scratched off the back of the chair and the puppet belonging to him had fallen to pieces. Tang Mo pulled out the chair and wanted to sit on it, but Fu Wenduo was one step ahead of him and sat on it. Tang Mo froze and Fu Wenduo turned his head to look at him and gave him a look of certainty.

Tang Mo did not speak.

After everyone was seated, the old white man spoke up, "It's obvious that the man who died last night was different from the previous three. This time, there were very many signs of a fight and they had gone through a very fierce battle. There are two possibilities, the first is that the player who killed the first three people and the murderer from last night are not the same person, the latter is not as strong as the former to cause such fighting scenes. There is also a second possibility ......" The old man looked towards Fu Wenduo who was sitting in a chair , "Is that companion of yours, very strong."

Fu Wenduo folded his arms: "He is very strong."

Old man: "That would be the second possibility. It was only because of the strength that he was able to tangle with the killer and destroy the inside of the castle like this."

The grim voice of Southeast Asian player Abdullah rang out, "Since there was a fierce battle between the two sides, it's only been an hour now and the killer may still have wounds on his body."

The crowd gasped in unison.

Abdullah's dark eyes swept the crowd, "I move that all wounds be examined."

"Agreed."

"I agree."

Most people agreed with the suggestion, but European player Lena Chopehos sneered: "How do you want to check it out, by taking off all your clothes and looking at it? I don't agree, if you want to see, I can take your eyes out and let you take your time."

Mu Huixue : "There are four female players here, so I don't mind if the four of us go to the first floor and check each other out."

The four female players in the castle are Mu Huixue, Yu Zheng, Li Xia and Lena.

Lena leaned back in her chair with her arms around her chest and looked at Mu Huixue: "All three of you are from China, how do I know you won't join forces against me."

Li Xia frowned as she wanted to say that she didn't know Mu Huixue or Yu Zheng, let alone work together. Mu Huixue smiled slightly and propped up her chin with one hand: "How can I deal with you? Say you have a wound on your body, and then without seeing where it is, they believe the three of us and assume you are the killer?"

Lena gritted her teeth and grunted, "I agree."

The European woman had an eccentric temper and had said things like she wanted to kill Mu Huixue from the beginning, so it was only natural that she did not agree to a body check. But if she hadn't said yes, she would have had to say yes.

With that, the male players checked each other for wounds on their bodies in the ground floor hall. The female players went to the first floor.

Five minutes later, the crowd returned to the long table.

Old white man: "It looks like there are no wounds on anyone's body."

Andrei said: "It's not surprising, they are all advanced players, although they can't use props, but they must have carried some simple medicines with them. Coupled with their own powerful self-healing ability, as long as the wound is not particularly serious, it can be healed in an hour. With everyone agreeing to examine the wounds, it was doomed to be impossible to find the murderer."

All of a sudden things are at a standstill again.

Mu Huixue's fingers tapped the table as she said, "There's something that hasn't been mentioned until now, but I think we've all thought about it. It is now the fourth day and four people have died. There are two days and three nights left before Noah comes through. By then if we don't grill the monster and give it to him, he'll eat us and we'll fail to clear the sixth level."

David-Anders, the blonde American player, asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Mu Huixue : "Nothing, I just want to ask a question, everyone here is an advanced player who has cleared the fifth level of The black tower and is very strong. Now there are only two days and three nights left, that is ten hours ...... Have you all thought about how exactly to pass the level?"