It's not uncommon for guilds to have internal factions.
Chubby Kid Fang Bai might seem ordinary, but he's actually quite skilled at interacting with people.
And that honest-looking middle-aged man... his face appears calm, but his eyes reveal a hint of unease, as if he's not yet fully adapted to this place.
After a brief introduction among the group, they left the guild's base.
Outside was a long winding mountain road. Since the guild's base was established on a flat area in the mountains, the environnt here was particularly desolate and cold.
Occasional streetlights lined the dilapidated road, but their dim, yellow light only added to the eerie atmosphere.
In the distant mountains and forests, unknown shadows occasionally flickered by.
Clearly, these dangers were beyond the current players' reach.
However, bound by the rules, they wouldn't deliberately enter low-level areas, so players were relatively safe on this road leading to the abandoned station.
In the mist at the end of the road, a few figures could occasionally be seen, all players attempting to complete the world quest.
After walking two kiloters along the road, a shabby and desolate small platform appeared in the distance. The canopy overhead was full of holes, surrounded by wild grass and mold, and the walls at the entrance were covered with sinister scratches, as if they had been given special attention by so unknown, ominous force.
The mist was cold and damp.
Players arriving here felt anything but comfortable.
On the green stone steps at the entrance stood a young man with multicolored dyed hair, smoking a cigarette, his gaze gloomy, surrounded by several underlings.
These people looked pale, so clearly having just vomited, with the ground still showing traces of it.
"Xiang Weishan, how's the situation inside?"
Fang Bai stepped forward with a sly expression.
The dyed-hair man with a murderous aura glanced at him but ignored him. However, when his gaze landed on Zhao Yi, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Oh, isn't this the top-ranked player?"
"What? You want a piece of the action too?"
Zhao Yi's presence heightened the alertness of many nearby, drawing them closer. After all, Zhao Yi's reputation as the top player was well-known here. So had seen highlights of his live streams and knew this guy was not only strong but also sowhat... crazy.
Having soone like him competing for rewards made them nervous.
"I know the reward is generous, and no one wants to give it up... but have you considered that this is just a guiding quest? There are many more quests and rewards ahead. If everyone gets stuck here, no one will get anything later."
"Are we going to get rich together or starve together?"
Zhao Yi flashed a friendly smile.
His words about getting rich together or starving together subtly shifted the mindset of many.
Xiang Weishan flicked away his cigarette butt, his expression changing slightly.
"Alright."
"If you want to go, I'll give you a chance."
"But let remind you, many people have already died inside."
"Also... I can tell you the rules of the clown's ga ahead."
"The clown's ga requires at least three people to play rock-paper-scissors with it, taking turns. Each person plays ten tis, and the loser has to cut off a finger. Winning three tis out of ten is considered a victory, otherwise, the player will be thrown into the storeroom behind it, where sothing terrifying lurks. No one who has entered has ever co out."
"After a player fails and is killed by the clown, the next player in line continues the ga, resetting and starting over!"
"Additionally, we've discovered that the clown's third and sixth moves are fixed. It will definitely play scissors on the third move and paper on the sixth."
Fang Bai curiously asked:
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"If that's the pattern, shouldn't the ninth or tenth move also be fixed? Why haven't you completed the task yet?"
Xiang Weishan sneered, looking at Fang Bai as if he were an idiot.
"So, are you willing to risk your life to figure out the fixed moves for others to benefit?"
Fang Bai fell silent.
Indeed.
If the initial trial and error gave people hope and made many eager to try, the final trial and error would leave no one willing to do it.
Their initial excitent had cooled, and they were unwilling to risk their lives for others.
People are selfish.
Why should they take the hit while others enjoy the spoils?
At Xiang Weishan's signal, the underlings made way for Zhao Yi and his group. After all, soone had to take the risk. Whether Zhao Yi succeeded or not, they would benefit.
It was just a matter of how much they would gain.
After entering the station, a young man with a nose ring and earrings approached Xiang Weishan and asked:
"Boss, did you tell them the wrong thing?"
"I rember the clown's fixed moves aren't..."
Xiang Weishan glanced at him, and the young man's face twitched slightly, but he obediently took out a cigarette and lit it for him.
Xiang Weishan took a drag and looked inside the station with a sinister and vicious gaze.
"Mo Yao, are you stupid?"
"Who is he?"
"The top of the newcor rankings!"
"Didn't you notice the way Liu Ruoqing was looking at him in the lobby earlier?"
"As long as he's alive, do you think the guild's managent will let us rise?"
Mo Yao suddenly realized, looking at Xiang Weishan with a hint of fear.
This guy is truly a twisted killer, so cunning!
It's better if Zhao Yi dies!
That way, there'd be one less strong competitor for rewards and won in the future!
Heh heh...
Those rich won in the guild are strong and beautiful. If he could win their favor, wouldn't that be a teoric rise?
...
Inside the station entrance, the darkness was filled with a pungent sll of blood.
Tian Tian hugged her ragged teddy bear, curiously looking around, while the slightly gaudy Bai Shuiji walked over to Zhao Yi and kindly reminded him:
"Brother Zhao, that guy's eyes were off. I think he might have lied."
Zhao Yi replied:
"There's sothing off about him."
Seeing Zhao Yi was aware, Bai Shuiji said no more.
Soon, they headed towards a brightly lit, exquisite general store not far away.
Scattered around the entrance of the store were blood-stained... fingers.
Like crawling insects, they were a chilling sight.
A clown, dressed in a comical and eerie manner, waved enthusiastically at Zhao Yi and his group.
"Welco to the Clever Ghost General Store!"
"Are you here to shop or play a ga?"
The clown was short, about 1.5 ters tall, wearing a large floral cotton jacket sewn by a grandmother, with a very friendly smile on its face.
Zhao Yi approached the counter, placing a hand on it, and asked:
"What are the benefits of playing the ga?"
The clown clapped its hands happily and said:
"Oh! My dear guests, if you're willing to play rock-paper-scissors with and win three out of ten rounds, I will provide you with unlimited free access to everything in the general store."
Zhao Yi nodded, speaking slowly:
"And if we lose?"
The clown smiled politely and said:
"If you lose, you'll have to pay a small... price."
"After all, you know—if a ga loses its stakes, it becos too boring!"
It explained the ga rules, which matched Xiang Weishan's description.
"Additionally, I must emphasize... do not attempt to disrupt the ga by killing or cutting off my fingers, otherwise..."
The clown paused, revealing a chilling smile.
The door to the storeroom behind it slowly opened a crack.
Inside, countless pairs of terrifying green eyes stared greedily at the group...
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