While she was thinking, Yan Qingwen suddenly spoke: “The poetry question only eliminated 5 people because many people had accumulated 1 point from the rainbow question. Now that those points have been deducted, if the next question is very difficult, there will be a large batch of eliminations—and conversely, as the number of people decreases, our probability of being selected by the pointer will also greatly increase.”

Shen Mo raised an eyebrow and asked, “So your strategy for clearing the game is to achieve it through reducing the number of people?”

Yan Qingwen smiled faintly and looked at Shen Mo: “The game mechanism itself is a survival of the fittest existence. What I can do is ensure my team members survive as much as possible under this mechanism.”

After pausing for two seconds, he asked Shen Mo, “Could it be that this officer can’t bear to see casualties?”

“It seems you really aren’t from the special operations team.” Shen Mo replied indifferently. “With completing the mission as the primary objective, casualties within a certain range are acceptable. But if they’re meaningless casualties, that would only make me feel it’s a kind of self-righteous stupidity.”

“I see.” Yan Qingwen curved his lips slightly. “Lesson learned.”

As they were speaking, the pointer had already begun its third round of spinning. At this moment, its speed was slowing down, about to stop.

Zhu Shu, sitting in the position next to Yan Qingwen, kept her eyes fixed on the tip of the pointer, remaining silent throughout.

Ever since Yan Qingwen spoke those words, she knew in her heart that she had been abandoned.

Yan Qingwen and Lu Ang were teammates with overlapping areas of knowledge, such as weapons.

Li Li’s knowledge range was also easy to determine. He was a researcher, so if there were physics-related questions, he could definitely answer them.

In other words, after the number of people was reduced to a certain extent, these three would form a very healthy cycle—

When weapon questions were chosen, Yan Qingwen and Lu Ang would gain points while Li Li would lose points.

When physics questions were chosen, Yan Qingwen and Lu Ang would lose points while Li Li would gain points.

One gain, one loss, cycling repeatedly. As long as they coordinated properly, they could clear the game smoothly.

As for her…

The types of question banks she excelled at were music, dance, drama…

Once she chose these types of questions, all three of those people would face point deductions. Conversely, when those three chose question types, she would also face point deductions!

Even if she accumulated 3 points, they would all be deducted!

So she was destined to be unable to cooperate with Yan Qingwen’s clearing method!

…Would she really die this time?

Zhu Shu felt somewhat dazed.

Death itself wasn’t frightening. What was frightening was when someone gave you hope, only for you to discover that beneath your feet was still an abyss.

She should have died in the maze originally. It was because she met Li Li, and then met Yan Qingwen who came in to rescue Li Li, that she was saved along with him.

Of course, when leaving the maze she did obtain a puzzle piece, but on the road, they encountered an extremely horrifying and terrifying game! All 5 puzzle pieces were used up!

Later in the Snake Maze they obtained 3 puzzle pieces, which were respectively in the hands of Yan Qingwen, Li Li, and Lu Ang. None for her.

Forget it…

She would just consider this period of time as stolen from the Grim Reaper…

Li Li sat across from her watching, wanting to speak but stopping himself. Presumably he had also realized this point, but didn’t know what to say.

What could he say?

Say sorry, we’re going to abandon you?

Say we have no choice, please forgive us?

…No need, really no need.

In this lifetime, a person hears too many principles. When dying, their heart is clear as a mirror. They only want to be at peace one last time and retain some beautiful thoughts about the world.

Zhu Shu smiled at Li Li, then continued watching that increasingly slow pointer.

It was about to stop.

Just about to…

Stop…

…

Luck was something difficult to put into words.

This was especially evident with Tan Xiao.

For example, he happened to guess the rainbow question correctly. And for example, he was now selected by the pointer.

“Player number 3, please select a question type,” the supervisor said.