Free Web NovelChapter 940: Chapter 892: Hurry Up and Write a Death Hand!
The Chess Player of Group One seemed to have lost their mind, directing the chess piece away from the Treasure Box Square.
The chess pieces of Group One also seemed to have given up, standing still in place as if they were used to a good life and ready to endure some hardships.
From the start, this group puzzled Anzhi Tianlan. Initially, she thought those two pieces were troublesome, but after experiencing the Group Two rebirth incident, she found the Chess Player of Group One even more terrifying than their pieces.
She couldn’t understand this group’s behavior at all now.
"The Chess Player clearly knows the location of the Treasure Box Square yet directs the pieces in the opposite direction. Could it be that there is some grudge between the Chess Player and the pieces, or were they originally enemies, so they don’t just send the pieces towards the Treasure Box Square but intend to use the squares in the instance to eliminate the pieces?"
Anzhi Tianlan analyzed inwardly.
Thinking, she glanced down at the corpse of her Junior Sister at her feet, possibly because the pieces alive affected the safety of the Chess Player of Group One.
However, considering the previous miraculous performance of Group One’s two pieces, Anzhi Tianlan thought even if their Chess Player sent both pieces into the Shared Death Square, they might not die.
What kind of people are in Group One...
Anzhi Tianlan’s mind surfaced with a name. She once saw someone like the current Group One in an instance, not bound by any rules, but the person in her memory hadn’t reached the heedless disregarding of and violating the instance’s rules like now.
She found this instance utterly ridiculous.
She calculated every detail painstakingly to ensure she didn’t put herself in danger, pushing both chess pieces in her group towards death.
Yet Group One never had to consider these issues; even if the three people in that group were blindfolded, one commanding blindly and the other two running around recklessly, they wouldn’t encounter any danger.
From birth till now, Anzhi Tianlan never felt that fate was so unfair.
As a child, she was intelligent and quiet, the "other people’s kid" praised by parents. In both academics and other aspects, she was far ahead of her peers.
After the global game started, she quickly adapted to the new world. Unlike others, she felt this new world suited her better; this was where she should live.
She became the leader of a small team — though she disliked having people with large bags around her, familiar and selected teammates were preferable to randomly matched strangers during instances.
God knows how idiotic those matched strangers could be; previously, when Anzhi Tianlan fought solo, she was repeatedly tricked by low-IQ strangers.
But handy teammates also brought concerns, like now.
Once out, she had to explain the deaths of Hero Guo and Junior Sister to the outsiders, but not truthfully.
She understood that being a team leader, she must be resourceful and decisive while embodying "great love" and "kindness."
If everyone found out their leader was someone who could push them to their deaths anytime, the handy tools would leave her in fear, and she would have to enter instances with randomly matched strangers.
Thus, she always had to appear understanding in front of teammates, feeling pain for the deceased.
Afterwards, she had to mourn for two days and fabricate two false, official causes of death.
It was utterly absurd; she laughed out loud, looking at the Junior Sister she had killed.
Anzhi Tianlan began focusing on the chessboard, watching the paths taken by her group’s pieces on the board. She was accustomed to fabricating lies based on truth, making them harder to debunk and easier to believe.
"First comes the tired square, then the trap square...," Anzhi Tianlan watched Hero Guo’s path on the board.
Upon seeing this, she suddenly realized something, her eyes widened: "Wait, that’s not right."
She stared at the tired square immediately above her starting room, a boundless sea of doubts rising in her heart.
She realized this square conflicted with a rule in the instance, but the pieces stayed on the tired square before weren’t penalized for that contradictory rule.
Upon realizing this, Anzhi Tianlan suddenly looked at Group One’s piece still remaining in the previous rounds’ square.
"So that’s it... Did Group One’s pieces also realize this paradox, realizing no one had been penalized for this paradox, hence violated the rule to figure it out? But the piece from Group Four once stayed in the tired square; he was also an experiencer of this paradox, maybe he discovered something and informed Group One’s pieces, so Group One followed suit... Why, why didn’t I think of its conflict with the rules when the tired square first appeared, I normally shouldn’t have overlooked this..."
Anzhi Tianlan felt if the Group One pieces were to stay in one square for a full ten minutes, something major might happen.
And now, ten minutes wasn’t far away.
This round she had already passed on her choice, now it was Group Four’s turn to decide.
Uncertain if Group Four was also observing Group One’s immobile pieces, no decision had been made yet.
"Treasure Box Square at the bottom right! Treasure Box Square at the bottom right! Go get it quickly, why are they moving further away!" In Room Two, Passerby A looked at the board, muttering frantically.
After realizing his group couldn’t reach the Treasure Box Square before death, Passerby A also collapsed.
But soon, hope rekindled, as I’m the Best in the World informed him that even if their group couldn’t get the treasure box, as long as another group could reach it before the end of the sixteenth round, the instance would still end, as long as the instance ended within sixteen rounds, they wouldn’t die.
When I’m the Best in the World realized this, Group One’s two pieces were close to the Treasure Box Square. At the time, all their Chess Player had to do was move the pieces two squares down and one square right to reach the Treasure Box Square.
He confidently assured Passerby A that Group One’s Chess Player had already discerned the Treasure Box Square’s location and would soon direct their pieces towards it.
But for unknown reasons, Group One’s Chess Player acted erratically in the following rounds, not directing the pieces towards the Treasure Box Square, instead, dispatching them further away.
I’m the Best in the World also grew frustrated.
"Could it be that Group One’s Chess Player intends to let us die first before taking the treasure box?" He watched Group One’s pieces moving farther away from the Treasure Box Square, unable to control his emotions. He no longer bothered analyzing why one of Group One’s pieces was immobile, just staring fixedly at Room One as if he could discern the Chess Player’s thoughts by doing so.
It was now the thirteenth round, and Group One showed no intention of retrieving the treasure box. I’m the Best in the World knew he couldn’t rely on Group One anymore and shifted his focus to Group Four’s pieces, wondering if Group Four’s pieces might move towards the Treasure Box Square.
But Group Four’s pieces hadn’t moved.
After waiting a while, he finally saw Group Four’s pieces start to move slowly, yet they followed Group One’s pieces leftwards.
Both groups were moving further from the Treasure Box Square.
At this point, I’m the Best in the World couldn’t hold it anymore, venting his emotions in the room, cursing at Group One’s and Group Four’s Chess Players relentlessly, piling every curse he knew onto them.
As he cursed aloud, darkness suddenly engulfed everything before his eyes.
"What’s going on!" came Passerby A’s panicked voice in the darkness.
Had it not been for Passerby A’s voice nearby, I’m the Best in the World would have thought the instance prematurely punished and killed them.
Power outage? Upon realizing he was still alive, I’m the Best in the World’s first reaction was this.
But there seemed to be no concept of electricity in the instance; their room had no lamps yet stayed lit, he didn’t know where the light came from and never cared to investigate.
The only possible electronic device in the room was the chessboard display screen in the middle, which also wasn’t lit now.
I’m the Best in the World stumbled a few steps, wanting to open the item slot to take out a flashlight for illumination, most players had this prepared since darkness was common in horror instances.
But soon discovered his item slot couldn’t be opened.
"What’s happening!"
At that moment, the ground beneath him trembled sharply, I’m the Best in the World fell to the floor, feeling a push beneath him, as if the ground was pushing him up.
"What the hell is happening!" Passerby A’s desperate roar echoed in the darkness.
In the tremor, I’m the Best in the World felt something rolling beside him, he reached out, touching a cold hand.
