Chapter 219: Guys, have you figured out how to get through?

Huaxia, Beijing, National Museum.

Ruan Wangshu's injuries were very serious, after Li Miaomiao transferred some of his injuries to himself, Ruan Wangshu slowly woke up, but he was still weak. Fu Wen Sheng quickly took out the mineral water he had prepared, and joined Chen Shanshan and the other members of Chosen to help heal his wounds.

A few hours passed, Li Miaomiao returned to normal, but Ruan Wangshu was still pale. He struggled to get up from the ground, asking which players had quit the game or failed to attack the tower.

Ruan Wangshu came out of the game only to realize that their tower attack game, which was broadcasted live by the Black Tower, had been broadcasted globally.

It was inaccurate to say that it was a live broadcast, as the Black Tower only informed the players of their passage, without revealing what kind of game they were encountering. When Chen Shanshan heard from Ruan Wangshu that players were facing six circus master-level Black Tower monsters, she finally realized why so many high-level players died in the game or quit the game voluntarily.

Chen Shanshan said, "When you were in a coma, the Black Tower announced that there were sixteen players who had entered the main game, two died, and now there are fourteen left."

Ruan Wangshu frowned, "So many." The difficulty of this game was beyond his imagination. "Chosen only has a total of one King's Gold Coin, and after I use it up, Yu Zheng won't be able to come out well. Perhaps from the beginning, I should have just let her go in alone with the king's gold coin."

Fu Wen sounded surprised, "Is it that exaggerated? I remember that Sister Lian is very strong, and Sister Shanshan praised Sister Lian, saying that just by looking at her combat ability, Sister Lian is no worse than Brother Tang."

Ruan Wangshu was about to say more when suddenly, a clear child's voice rang out over the Forbidden City. This voice traveled across the globe, and many players had long since become accustomed to it, as they had already heard this briefing from the Black Tower several times in just a few hours today.

"Dingdong! Official player Bai Ruoyao of Huaxia Zone 1 failed to pass the level."

Chaoyang District, Beijing, an abandoned shopping mall.

Ning Zheng was using mineral water to heal himself with difficulty. When he suddenly heard those words, his movement of pouring water stopped in the air. After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief.

Nanjing Road, Shanghai.

Luo Fengcheng looked at Jacks in surprise, Jacks was in a daze, "No way, Bai Ruoyao, it's that psychopath Bai Ruoyao?He failed to pass the level ...... He's dead?!"

The moment the voice rang out, Ruan Wangshu's eyes suddenly widened and he turned his head to look at the black tower in dismay. Even more shocked than him were Fu Wen Sound and Chen Shanshan.

Ruan Wangshu's understanding of Bai Ruoyao was actually very limited; this psychopath liked to pester Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo the most, and was not interested in the Chosen Organization. Since sixteen players entered the game, no Chinese player has died, suddenly one died, many players in China have a feeling that their lips are dead and their teeth are cold.

Only Chen Shanshan and Fu Wen Sheng knew how unfathomable the strength of that baby-faced young man was, who had always been off-key.

Chen Shanshan calmed down after a short period of shock and analyzed, "Bai Ruoyao was a very life-preserving person, and Brother Tang, Major Fu and I once speculated that he should have many life-preserving props on him. Since he would die in this game, it's highly likely that this mainline game prohibits the use of props." The implication was that even if practicing Yu Zheng had the king's gold coins, he couldn't use them.

Ruan Wangshu remained silent for a moment and said, "Even he is dead, practicing Yu Zheng is in some danger."

They were outside the game, no matter how anxious they were, they couldn't help the people in the game. Chen Shanshan twisted the cap on the bottle of mineral water, and she turned her head to find Fu Wen Sheng with his head lowered and his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the black tower not far away.

Chen Shanshan asked softly, "Whisper?"

Fu Wen sounded back immediately, "Ah, Shanshan sister."

Chen Shanshan: "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Wen sounded silent, he hugged the two mineral water bottles in his arms tightly, dumbfounded: "Nothing, just feel strange in my heart. I full hate that guy, before he pestered me, Tang and big brother when, I especially want him to go early, far away from me, or dead or good. But now he actually really died ah ......"

The kid remembered an out-of-tune tune he once heard the psycho humming in some hotpot restaurant.

The hot pot restaurant is in the neighborhood, but Bai Ruoyao is dead.

The kids mumbled, "...... always felt like it wasn't really that much fun."

Sixth level of the Black Tower, Noah's Ark.

The surviving twelve players came out of the room one after another, and they saw the corpse that fell on the stairs at a glance. There was no surprise, each player had been prepared for this, and they each went forward to examine the body.

Tang Mo summarized, "Much better than the two bodies that died the day before yesterday, the bodies weren't damaged too much. The fatal wound was a stab through the heart, and there were quite a few wounds elsewhere, in line with the method of death given in the nursery rhyme."

Mu Huixue went to the bottom of the stairs and found an arm that had fallen near the dining table. "The arm is here, the cut is very smooth, it was severed by a sharp instrument at a very fast speed."

Tang Mo looked to the rest of the players, "Do you have any more ideas."

Takao Yamamoto, an East Asian player who almost never spoke, suddenly spoke up, "Is he your companion?"

Fu Wenduo looked down at him, "Yes."

Takao Yamamoto : "Do you two know about him leaving the room last night. The three people who died before, all of them were in one room each, only this one ......" He thought for a moment, "This Bai Ruoyao, he was in a room with you guys."

Tang Mo : "The Black Tower said that when a player leaves a room at night, he will not be noticed by the players in the same room. We didn't realize he was gone."

Takao Yamamoto gave Tang Mo a quiet look and averted his eyes, "I'm fine with that."

Tang Mo said, "Then let's go to the attic."

While saying this, Tang Mo bent down and wanted to carry Bai Ruoyao's body up to the attic. He had only just stooped down, when Fu Wenduo had already carried the person on his back first. As Tang Mo's movements were stuttering, beside him, Mu Huixue took the arm and followed him up.

Walking over to Tang Mo's side, Mu Huixue said in a calm voice, "I can't really tell you how it feels to see fox die with my own eyes."

Tang Mo fell silent and followed up the stairs while saying, "Me too."

Tang Mo looks at the back of Fu Wenduo carrying Bai Ruoyao's body.

He knew it, and so did Fu Wenduo. That baby-faced young man had once saved Fu Wenduo's life, and even saved his comrades. After letting this guy go, Tang Mo knew that they would never kill each other again. But no one could have imagined that Bai Ruoyao would still die, in the Black Tower game.

Fu Wenduo pushed open the door of the attic room, he raised his head to see the scene inside the door, his eyes flickered for a moment. He placed Bai Ruoyao's body on the ground, and Mu Huixue placed his arm on top of the body. The rest of the players entered the room in turn, practicing Yu Zheng frowned, "Sure enough, it's gone."

It's true, the two bodies that were placed here before were all gone in the third daylight as well.

If there was a possibility that the black women who died on the first day were still fraudulently dead, then on the second day, the charred bodies, and the hundreds of pieces of flesh, were definitely dead as a doornail. But their bodies were still missing.

Li Xia bristled and turned her head, staring warily at every player in the attic.

"Who stole the body? Was it the monster?"

No one answered her question.

The people left the attic with their own thoughts. Putting Bai Ruoyao's body in the attic meant that this night, his body would also be stolen. Yet no matter where it is placed, it will surely be stolen. When Tang Mo passes by his room, he realizes that the words "Bai Ruoyao" engraved on the door have been scratched with a sharp object.

Each room in the castle is accessible only to the owner of the room.

Now even if Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo wanted to put the body back in the room, they could not.

The thirteen men walked over to the long table and each pulled up a chair that had fallen to the floor in a mess.

Inside the dimly lit castle, all that could be seen were shards of colored glass falling all over the floor and chairs sprawled across the floor askew. There were traces of fighting everywhere, on the long table, on the staircase railings, and on the columns. Obviously, the battle last night ended very uneventfully, both sides went through a fierce battle, and the final ending was Bai Ruoyao's death.

Bai Ruoyao's name had been scratched off the back of the chair, and the puppet belonging to him had fallen to the ground in pieces. Tang Mo pulled out the chair and wanted to sit on it, but Fu Wenduo took a step ahead of him and sat on it. Tang Mo was stunned, Fu Wenduo turned his head to look at him and gave him a look of certainty.

Tang Mo didn't say anything.

After everyone was seated, the old white man spoke, "It's obvious that the death of that man last night was different from the previous three. This time, there were very many signs of fighting, and they had gone through a very intense battle. There are two possibilities, the first is that the player who killed the first three people and last night's murderer weren't the same person, and the latter wasn't as strong as the former, which caused this kind of fight scene. There is also a second possibility ...... "The old man looked towards Fu Wenduo who was sitting on the chair, "That companion of yours, is he very strong."

Fu Wenduo folds his arms, "He's strong."

Old man: "That would be the second possibility. Because of the strength, it was possible to tangle with the murderer and destroy the interior of the castle like this."

Southeast Asian player Abdullah's grim voice rang out, "Since the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, it's only been an hour, and the murderer may still have wounds on his body."

The crowd gasped in unison.

Abdullah's dark eyes swept the crowd, "I move that we examine everyone's wounds."

"Agreed."

"I agree."

Most people agreed with the suggestion, European player Lena Chopphouse sneered, "How do you want to check it out, take off all your clothes and look at it? I don't agree, if you want to look, I can gouge out your eyes and let you take your time."

Mu Huixue : "There are a total of four female players here, I don't mind if the four of us go to the second floor and check each other out."

The four female players in the castle are Mu Huixue, practicing Yu Zheng, Li Xia and Lena.

Lena wrapped her arms around her chest and leaned back on the back of the chair, looking at Mu Huixue: "The three of you are all Chinese, so how do I know you won't join forces against me."

Li Xia raised her eyebrows, she wanted to say that she and Mu Huixue and Yu Zheng did not know each other at all, and it was impossible for them to join hands. Mu Huixue smiled a little and propped up her chin with one hand: "How can I deal with you? Saying that you have wounds on your body, and then without seeing where the wounds are with their own eyes, others will believe the words of the three of us and decide that you are the murderer?"

Lena gritted her teeth and grunted, "I agree."

This European female player had a strange temper and had said things like she wanted to kill Mu Huixue from the beginning, so it was normal for her not to agree to the body check. But if she kept refusing, it looked like she had something in her heart, so she had to agree.

With that, the male players checked each other for wounds on their bodies in the first floor lobby. The female players went to the second floor.

Five minutes later, the crowd returned to the long table.

Old white man: "It looks like there are no wounds on anyone's body."

Andre said: "This is not strange, are high-level players, although they can not use props, but certainly carry some simple medicines. Coupled with their own powerful self-healing ability, as long as the injuries are not particularly serious, they can be healed in an hour. With everyone agreeing to check the wounds, it's doomed to be impossible to find the murderer."

All of a sudden things were at an impasse again.

Mu Huixue's fingers gently tapped on the desktop as she said, "There is something that hasn't been mentioned until now, but I think everyone should have thought about it. It is now the fourth day, and four people have already died. There are two days and three nights left before Noah comes through. By then, if we don't barbecue the monsters and hand them over to him, he'll eat us and we'll fail to pass the sixth floor."

David Anders, the blonde American player, asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Mu Huixue ："Nothing, just want to ask a question, everyone here is through the black tower five layer senior players, strong strength. Now there are only two days and three nights left, that is, ten hours ...... Everyone, have you thought about exactly how to pass the level?"