The blood strips that suddenly lost, the body that suddenly returned to the room.

The strange events were stacked on one another, causing panic among the survivors in the bunker.

"How is it possible...why me?"

Daizen Ueno could not believe what happened to him. He held onto the wall, and the effect of the hypnotic gases left him dizzy.

Wu You's expression did not change, and he just whispered: "In other words, the cultists appeared again."

Zhong Yirou shook, with a frightened expression on her face, "It's so weird. Isn't this game not involving unnatural things?" She glanced at Liu Chengwei's door, "And how did that corpse go back? Could it be that the ghost of the cultist is searching..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ming slutted and stopped talking, "How is it possible! What nonsense!"

"Why is it just nonsense?" Zhong Yirou glanced at her mouth and continued, "What if it is really? What happened in the altar? How did Liu Chengwei die in the end? He died duel with Ueno Daicheng, and his last three lives were gone."

"Why aren't I the one who lost blood at night? It's not you Yang Ming, nor Wu You Lao Yu and the others, but Ueno?"

This was so hampered by Yang Ming that he could not refute it, but he did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods. He must have been a real cultist who interfered with it.

An Wujiu stood quietly aside, putting his hand in his pocket. He glanced at Ueno Daseen. The other party looked very confused and leaned against the wall weakly, his eyes were empty and he couldn't say a word.

So An Wujiu, who had been silent for a long time, spoke lightly.

"There have been two nights of blood loss. According to the rules of staying, Liu Chengwei is indeed the only person who matches it. But he is dead. Do you really believe that a dead body can stand up and go to someone else's room to kill someone?"

The light from the porch of the lounge hits the angel's head from top to bottom, and the holy and beautiful lines become gloomy and weird at this moment, smiling like sorrow and closing eyes like sleeping.

Lao Yu said slowly: "There are indeed many unnatural things in the games I participated in before, but this game has been a simple survival game from the beginning. Will there be any saying of ghosts?"

"Will it..." He carefully gave another possibility, "The cultist is not Liu Chengwei at all."

"Not him?" Ueno stood in a daze, holding his hands on the wall, "Who else?"

This suspicion was like throwing a spark from the dead grass, and soon it started to set off a prairie fire.

Shen Ti's shoulders were against the wall, and he said nothing, and yawned himself.

Lao Yu frowned, "I'm just guessing. If there is someone else in the cult, why should everyone focus on Liu Chengwei? What was his purpose of framed Liu Chengwei?"

Wu You raised his eyes and said a possibility, "Maybe his black thread connects Liu Chengwei."

He grafted his black wire connection to others, but his face did not blush and his heart would not be beating.

"Oh, it's possible." Zhong Yirou thought for a while, "but if he just wanted to get rid of the black line, it seemed a bit unnecessary to just build such a big circle. And why did he kill Ueno again?"

"It feels more like to disturb the audio-visual." Lao Yu thought for a moment, "When several suspects appeared, everyone was not sure if there were really cultists, and they were not sure who had the greater suspicion. But at that time, Yang Ming had already asked us to fight three of us."

Wu You's eyes under the brim of his hat glanced at Yang Ming.

The suspect was thrown to Yang Ming, and he immediately said angrily: "I said that I am for everyone's good. If you don't force out the cultists as soon as possible, everyone will be in danger at night!"

"But even if there is a duel, you can't find out who is the real cult, right?" Lao Yu looked at him, with suspicion in his eyes, "Your real purpose is actually to kill someone with a knife."

"If you don't agree to the duel, no one can force you." Yang Ming sneered.

"Is that?" Lao Yu shook his head, "If we don't agree, let's not talk about Liu Chengwei. Just me and Zhong Yirou, you will join forces with your allies to fight us, or you can trade with the half of the supplies you didn't take out. How can we fight with you?"

When he talked about the key point, Yang Ming occupied an unshakable leadership position in the first half of the game.

"Yes." Zhong Yirou also turned her face and looked at Yang Ming, "Until yesterday, you insisted that Liu Chengwei must be a cult. What is the evidence?"

"If it were just because no one lost blood the night he was tied up, could this situation be manipulated?"

"Can't it be? The first time the blood is just to blame, the second time the blood is really trying to kill someone..."

At the end of the dispute, it turned out to be a great incitement.

Before he finished speaking, Ueno Daisei pounced on Yang Ming directly, grabbed his shoulder with both hands, and questioned him hoarsely.

"Do you want to kill me?? You told me that Liu Chengwei must be a cult and asked me to kill him! Now you get rid of him, and you want to kill me again! Are you cursing me?"

Yang Ming pushed him away, "You are crazy! I promised your alliance at the beginning. You betrayed me with ungratefulness and still have the face to ask me?"

"It's you... it's true..." Ueno stood up in a daze, "If you find a new tool, let us kill each other..."

"Enough!" Yang Ming stopped his words, afraid that he would continue, "You forgot what you said to me? You said your black line is Shen Ti and the red line is me. I beg me to help you. Now I bite me backward?"

Yang Ming spoke out his red and black thread in public, which was undoubtedly a public execution of Ueno, and he pulled off the last fig leaf.

It was not until this moment that Ueno finally realized that in Yang Ming's eyes, he was just an optional dog, a tool he used to check and balance others.

Once a replacement is found, he can be thrown away at will.

"Shengyin..." Ueno trembled all over and said a choice he had never imagined.

"I want to start a duel and fight Yang Ming."

After saying that, Ueno walked towards the duel room alone.

Yang Ming has always believed that he had held these chess pieces firmly in his hands. Even if they betrayed for the sake of profit, they never thought they would be bitten back.

After the request, the holy voice appears.

"Player Ueno Daiseki initiates a duel against player Yang Ming. Please enter the duel threshold battle."

But at this moment, the duel was a foregone conclusion and he could not force Ueno Daiseki to take back the decision.

An Wujiu, who secretly dominated everything, was like an audience member, without saying a word, but just followed everyone silently and went with them.

The long corridor wraps up the different desires in everyone's heart. Although An Wujiu is planning the result, this road still leads to an unknown journey.

Ueno stands on the duel threshold.

An Wujiu knew that the result was destined.

Yang Ming had no choice but to enter the duel threshold.

A weapon bar appeared above their heads. After scrolling, both of them selected the weapons as short swords.

"Are other characters joining the duel? Please select the camp you want to go to and pay all the blood bars on the character panel, and count one minute."

After the holy voice was finished, Yang Ming looked down at the field.

An Wujiu also looked over.

According to the plan, Wu You will stand on Yang Ming's side.

Wu You and Yang Ming combined the number of blood bars to 5, narrowly defeating Ueno Daseen's 4 blood bars.

No one will come forward to help Ueno Daiseki.

Judging from the existing red and black lines, there must be one person among Lao Yu and Zhong Yirou who cursed Ueno. At this time, whoever stands up will become clearer.

No one dares to take this step casually.

Among them, the only thing that can connect the red line to Ueno is to be careful.

Just as An Wujiu was calculating, he stepped into the duel threshold and stood beside Yang Ming.

Not Wu You.

It's just a coincidence that it's a serious warning.

A moment later, a short knife appeared in front of Chen Ti. He held the hilt and looked at Ueno opposite him. The gem-like eyes bent slightly, revealing a gentle smile, full of confusion.

"I heard that your black line is me, am I here now?"

After he stood in the camp, Yang Ming's face showed a sure-win expression.

An Wujiu was sure that he would not lose because Yang Ming was just at the end of his strength, but he still couldn't help looking at Chen Ti.

Is he really going to join Yang Ming’s camp?

It is true that the red line of Chen Ti connects Ueno, but if Ueno survives to the end, the score should be higher than him.

With this alone, Chendi would not leave him alive.

Everyone outside the duel threshold chose to watch the wall, and Ueno did not struggle for too long in the one-on-two battle.

At the end of the first game, Ueno was already scarred, and he was panting and kneeling on the ground.

After changing the perspective of watching the game, An Wujiu suddenly realized that Chen Ti could also act so fiercely, and his physical skills were far above his own estimate. But when he faced him, he obviously had restrained his moves and did not look like a duel at all.

I thought it was because of his character that he was already a careless person.

Yang Ming's physical fitness has never been trained, and he was stabbed several times by the mentally broken Ueno. When he saw blood, he became very nervous. After leaving the duel threshold, he hurriedly used supplies to heal his wounds.

"I won't participate!" Yang Ming said to Chen Ti, "You are fighting with him alone."

He originally thought that he would kill Zhong Yirou first today, but the number of duels every day was limited. If he duel with Zhong Yirou, Ueno Daiseong would definitely join the opponent's camp because of his revenge.

This is a troublesome thing.

It's better to get rid of Ueno first.

Seeing Chen Ti nodding at Yang Ming, An Wujiu suddenly didn't want to continue watching.

He didn't miss it, so he turned around and left.

Chen Ti in the duel threshold seemed to have received some sense, and also glanced at An Wujiu, not caring about what the weapon was in this round, staring at him until his back disappeared at the door of the duel room.

After leaving the duel room, An Wujiu returned to the storage room, sat alone eating bread and drinking water, replenishing his energy bar to a full state. At the same time, he checked the supplies of others. After Yang Ming's second allocation, the remaining people should be able to last until the end except for Ueno, who had no supplies.

While sitting in meditation, he recalled the dream he had, which seemed completely different from his memory.
To be continued...