—Bug, meaning some undiscovered defect or loophole.
Zhang Tianyang was shocked when he heard Bai Youwei’s words, even somewhat unable to believe it.
“Our walking method has a bug?! What bug?”
This was a method he and several classmates had discussed together. They had many people, and using the progressive method could maximize the use of manpower and find an effective path at the fastest speed. Yet Bai Youwei said their method had a bug?!
Bai Youwei casually glanced at him, her attitude cold. “How interesting. Why should I tell you?”
“…” Zhang Tianyang was choked.
“Unless you can state your reason for entering the maze, I might consider it.” Bai Youwei lifted the corner of her mouth, her smile crafty. “How about it? Want to exchange information?”
“Oh yeah.” Tan Xiao reacted, looking at Tu Dan in confusion. “You’re a female teacher with no ability or experience like us. You don’t know anything—why did you bring students in to blindly join the excitement?”
Straightforwardness was like a knife.
Tu Dan immediately blushed, looking embarrassed.
Bai Youwei didn’t hide her amusement and chuckled.
Tu Dan was cautious by nature. She certainly hadn’t come to join the excitement, but she couldn’t withstand encountering someone like Tan Xiao who had his own set of natural logic. She truly couldn’t speak, unable to explain.
Shen Mo secretly squeezed Bai Youwei’s palm, signaling her to restrain her laughter a bit.
Whether she didn’t understand the meaning or deliberately misinterpreted his intention, she smiled sweetly and also squeezed his palm, pinched it, tickled it, as if playing a game.
Shen Mo: “…”
He didn’t want to engage in such childish behavior.
Shen Mo withdrew his hand, his expression bland as he said: “The reason Teacher Tu is unwilling to say should be related to the maze game’s final reward, right? The reward for an independent instance must be very tempting. This is human nature—we can understand.”
He lowered his eyelids and continued without emotion: “Since we’ve all entered the maze, let’s rely on our own abilities from now on.”
All along, Tu Dan’s attitude hadn’t been sincere enough. Including now seeking cooperation with them, it was also vague probing without any real sincerity.
So, let’s rely on our own abilities—neither actively harming people nor actively helping people. This was already the most benevolent guarantee Shen Mo could make.
Tu Dan’s expression became even more embarrassed: “Mr. Shen, that’s not what I meant…”
“Please don’t misunderstand, it’s not that Teacher Tu doesn’t want to say.” Zhang Tianyang interrupted Tu Dan’s words and took the initiative to explain. “It’s because it involves my item, and Teacher Tu was afraid I’d mind, so she never made it clear to you. Actually, it’s just this thing…”
He took out a slip of paper from his chest and frankly handed it to Shen Mo.
The note only had two sentences:
Zhang Tianyang said: “I got the highest score in the Lucky Quiz game. The reward item was a brocade pouch, and with the pouch I could ask the Arbiter any question, and the Arbiter had to answer.”
He paused for two seconds, seeming a bit embarrassed, then continued: “I used the item on the spot. The question I asked was… ahem, how to make the doll game disappear and restore everyone’s lives to stability.”
Tsk, quite ambitious.
Bai Youwei craned her neck to look and asked him: “Just based on this, you can’t determine that there’s a maze in the fog.”
When they entered, they brought so many ropes and little flags, clearly having prepared in advance, unless the Arbiter had revealed other information to them.
This time Zhang Tianyang didn’t answer immediately, but first looked at Tu Dan.
Tu Dan frowned and nodded at him. Only then did Zhang Tianyang continue: “Teacher Tu has probably already told you about my injury—it was inflicted by a player. Actually, after leaving the game, the other party still wanted to attack us. Some people happened to pass by and saved us. We learned about the maze from those people.”
Bai Youwei asked curiously: “What kind of people were they?”