LWGP - Chapter 158
Chapter 158: Player
In the next second, a thick stream of blood was drawn from the wounds of Li Chui, Wen Shan, Jiang Bingze, Chi Mantou, and the red-clothed fatty, coalescing into the staff in Wang Jiu's left hand. The staff had just unleashed the dark power needed for various buffs and debuffs, and at the same time, Lin Guiwan's buff landed.
The moment she was buffed, the Weeping Blood blade erupted.
This single strike surpassed the single-target attack limit of everyone present.
The combination of Witch Drain and Blood Wrath was perfect, resulting in a terrifying burst of power.
The strike landed, but unlike everyone else, her target was different.
They were attacking the coffin; she was attacking a person.
BOOM!!
After being sent flying by the single blow, the person slammed into the wall. The crowd was utterly astonished, and their attacks on the coffin monster paused slightly.
"Wang Jiu, what are you doing?"
"Careful! The Demon King is about to kill someone!"
"She really isn't a good person!"
Terrified, everyone scrambled to protect themselves, avoiding Wang Jiu as if she were the plague.
Seeing this, Xie Jiang and Tan Yingzhou were also shocked and angry.
Xie Jiang: "Wang Jiu, don't cause trouble!"
Tan Yingzhou: "Wang Jiu, you've gone too far!"
As they spoke, spirit power surged from their bodies. They, too, launched a combo attack. The priests in their teams cast buffs on them, and with this enhancement, their strength surpassed its previous limits as they blasted the same person!
Having just lost 40% of his blood, which was only replenished to a safe level by a double Holy Light from his team and Tan Yingzhou's people, his vision had just cleared when he saw his own uncle make a bold move. This thrilled him. "Uncle, kill her!! Kill… huh?"
Li Chui was suddenly shocked, as was everyone else!
Because the two men who had been verbally berating Wang Jiu seemed to have missed their target. Their attack had veered toward the most innocent person there.
BOOM!!
The person who had slammed into the wall hadn't even slid down yet when they were hit by Xie Jiang and the other man's powerful assault.
BOOM!! The originally thick and hard composite material wall was blasted into countless fragments.
Amidst the billowing dust and smoke, Luo Sheng and the others realized something terrifying—among everyone here, who could withstand Wang Jiu's powerful attack and not die?
Fewer than five people!
The rest would either be instantly killed or critically wounded, to say nothing of the follow-up attack from Xie Jiang and the other.
But this person… was still breathing.
Not only were they breathing, but their breath was steady. A low chuckle even emerged from the dust. "Ah, truly impressive. I almost thought you had really fallen for it."
In disbelief, the crowd watched as the person who had been successively attacked by the three strongest individuals stood up, dusted themselves off, and slowly walked out of the gray haze.
"Wei Yuan."
"Big Brother Wei!"
The few people who had been following Wei Yuan in Yan Guanqi's group were dumbfounded.
Wei Yuan, however, couldn't be bothered to look at them. His gaze swept briefly over Wang Jiu's trio. To be precise, he was looking at Wang Jiu.
"How did you come to suspect me?"
He seemed certain that Wang Jiu had seen through him. Her response was another attack, fueled by drawing blood from the crowd once more. This time, everyone else also prepared to attack him collectively.
Not a single team held back.
They weren't fools. The moment Wang Jiu and the other two powerhouses joined forces to attack him, they knew they must be certain Wei Yuan was the problem. Everything before had been an act; they had an alliance behind the scenes.
The instant Luo Sheng saw the two sworn enemies, Xie Jiang's side, attack together, she knew it was a foregone conclusion that this Wei fellow was shady. She had already instructed her team to be on guard and change their attack target.
Wang Jiu wasn't one for chatter, and neither were Xie Jiang and the other. They had no intention of discussing the Sherlock Holmes-esque deduction process with Wei Yuan. Get him!!
That said, could Wei Yuan withstand a powerful assault from so many people?
In truth, he couldn't. But he didn't try to. He just stood there quietly, the corner of his mouth hooking into a strange smile.
That smile made everyone's scalp tingle.
Then, blood surged through their internal organs, rushing straight to their heads. It was as if their vision was instantly filled with crimson.
And then… they couldn't move. They could neither evade nor attack.
There were no exceptions, not even Wang Jiu.
The poison had finally taken effect.
The vast space fell completely silent, leaving only the still-burning incinerator, the coffin that had been beaten to a sliver of health, and a group of motionless people.
But Wei Yuan could see that the dozen or so strongest individuals were still struggling.
Their high stamina allowed them to resist a portion of the poison's effects, but ultimately… as the others collapsed in unison, they too failed to hold on. Xie Jiang and his group were the last to fall.
As he fell, Xie Jiang vaguely saw Wei Yuan take something out.
At that moment, both Xie Jiang and Tan Yingzhou had the same thought—this bastard was actually using a remote control to operate the entire secret room! So low-tech, yet so unexpected.
Rumble. It sounded like something opened, but everyone had already lost consciousness.
Wei Yuan came over, supported Wang Jiu by the waist, and lifted her up.
As for the others, vines grew from under his feet, entangled their bodies, and dragged them into an open, dark space.
It looked like a hell.
It was actually a laboratory. Anyway, when everyone opened their eyes and their vision gradually cleared, they saw a more advanced laboratory. This must be the original one. Inside were many human test subjects, as well as animal and plant ones.
There were all sorts of complex reagents and experimental equipment that they couldn't make sense of. But they… were all locked in cages.
This treatment… why the fuck was there a difference?!!
"Why do they get to sit?!!"
They even have chairs!!
Li Chui, having woken up, was very displeased, glaring at the ten people sitting outside.
Especially Wang Jiu.
But he was smarter this time, only complaining within his own team.
Dong Long ignored him, because the current situation was very dangerous.
He actually admired Li Chui. The man had no other virtues, but to be able to focus on jealousy, resentment, and anger while in extreme danger, and to be so thick-skinned as to complain about not having a chair, was a rather optimistic quality.
But this Wei Yuan had laid such a grand trap—progressing layer by layer, from simple to nightmare. All the poisons were for this final outbreak.
But why were ten people placed in chairs, albeit bound by chains?
The chains were a bit strange. They looked like a product of this world, made of a special metal, and fitted with instruments displaying numbers.
Dong Long glanced at them and vaguely felt they must be displaying the physical condition of those ten people.
Energy, heart rate?
In any case, a non-professional wouldn't understand.
And the professionals here, aside from Wei Yuan who had entered a changing room and hadn't come out yet, were just a few strange-looking researchers.
They looked normal, but their eyes were unfocused. They worked methodically, only organizing or preparing things, but not observing any experimental data.
In this atmosphere, almost everyone woke up. The moment Wang Shu came to, he looked for Wang Jiu.
He saw that Wang Jiu was unharmed, just that her eyes were closed as if she were asleep. That wasn't right. Everyone else was awake, why was Master still sleeping?
Just then, Wei Yuan, now in a lab coat, walked out. Wang Shu stared at him and demanded, "What did you do to my Master?"
Wei Yuan couldn't be bothered to look at him. He just wiped his hands meticulously, drying them thoroughly, and said, "It seems you take on disciples quite casually. He doesn't understand you at all."
"He can't even tell that you're thinking, thinking about how to deal with me."
He finished wiping, placed the towel to the side, neatly folded, then reached out a hand. Under everyone's watchful eyes, it landed on Wang Jiu's eyelid. His cold fingers touched her even colder, yet soft and white skin, gently tracing its contour.
It was a beauty born from a moonlit pool, blossoming under an artist's brush—brilliant, yet with a chilling self-awareness.
The reason few people dwelled on her beauty was probably because she herself was such a contradiction.
Just like in the bathroom, where sensuality and slaughter coexisted. She was both fierce and alluring, like a demon spirit who died for lust and was born for killing.
But when she was quiet, she was the picture of serene grace, only revealing a captivating spirituality when touched.
Unpredictable, cunning yet gentle, she could be the best or the worst of things.
Like her gaze right now, profound and bottomless.
She didn't speak.
Wei Yuan looked at her for a long moment before speaking. "Acting like this, you either don't take me seriously and have other plans, or you're trying to figure out how to pique my curiosity to buy yourself some time."
Wang Jiu withdrew her gaze and swept it over the materials the strange researchers nearby were preparing.
"People with a research background like to get to the bottom of things. You're not in a hurry to act, so what do you want to ask? You have to ask before I can answer."
"I can't just read your mind and give you the answer in advance. That would just provoke you, wouldn't it?"
Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes. He glanced at the silent Xie Jiang and the others, scanned the data on the instruments they wore to confirm they were fine, and then said, "I am indeed curious. It's the same question—how did you find me out? Did you private message those losers? They couldn't have given you the answer. Or was it… Diao Guang?"
His suspicion was confirmed by Wang Jiu's expression.
"The mastermind knows us very well—our game, identities, abilities, even some of our items. They undoubtedly learned this from Diao Guang. That was his part of the cooperation with you, and you cooperated with him—like with the basement explosion. Your cooperation was mutual, let's call it premeditated for now. But some things can't be premeditated. For example, when we arrived at the institute, the first wave of attacks from the alienated researchers all targeted the priests. This shows they knew our situation like the back of their hand. By then, Diao Guang was already dead, and we only met Lin Guiwan later."
Wei Yuan smiled. "Because of that? Did you forget about the ubiquitous surveillance cameras?"
"Yes, there's surveillance inside the secret room that monitors the maze. When I finished talking with Lin Guiwan, the person in another secret room connected to that surveillance immediately used a computer to transmit data. I had a puppet follow and peek at the transmission terminal—it was a mobile device."
"Every piece of information is transmitted from point A to point B, and its connection requires a network. I entered the intranet, used your system to run a check, and the located point, I thought about it, happened to be where Yan Guanqi's team was."
When she and Lin Guiwan were deliberately chatting, she had already sent out a puppet to follow the route she observed with her x-ray vision to the other secret room.
She monitored the actions of the other party's subordinate and eventually found their data receiving terminal, which turned out to be within a player's team.
Another mole?
"With so many people, you were certain it was me?" Wei Yuan wasn't too surprised. After thinking about it, he could understand this method—Wang Jiu could see through and pass through obstacles, which was indeed a huge bug for his maze design. That's why he was so wary of her.
"There was no need to investigate further. One suspect was enough—out of everyone here, you're the only one who isn't a player."
Everyone had basically confirmed that Wei Yuan was the mole, but they never imagined he wasn't a player.
Impossible!
How could he not be a player? His behavior completely matched the characteristics of a player. Could a native also hold the identity of a player? That would be too terrifying.
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