Chapter 75

"Everyone, if you have understood the rules, please take your positions and listen to the instructions broadcasted in the room."

Digu arranged everyone and went to the front desk alone.

In the two corridors, everyone had taken their positions.

The "senders" were all sitting in the first room of the corridor, with the "spies" from the opposing team standing in the corridor, and the "receivers" and "hostages" were in the last room.

The rules of this game seemed simple: the "senders" would pass the code to the "spies," who would then pass it to the "receivers," who would check the code and finally open the door.

However, the rules, which could be explained in a few words, left everyone uncertain. After all, the most crucial part of the game was in the hands of the opposing team.

"Everyone," Digu said, holding a microphone at the front desk.

At the same moment, his voice was heard through the speakers in each room and corridor.

"The game will start in ten minutes. Now, please have the 'spies' meet with the 'senders.'"

Lin'e was in the room, looking at various props, her mind constantly thinking of strategies.

The box, the lock, the key, and the letter.

Three out of the four items could be crushed by the shredder.

To avoid the shredder, the letter must be placed in the box and locked.

This way, the entire box could not be thrown into the shredder, and the "spy" would have to deliver it to the other side.

But what about the key?

Although she didn't know what tools Qi Xia had, according to the game's setup, it was impossible for him to have a matching key or any lock-picking tools.

How would he open the box once he received it?

"Knock, knock, knock"—

A faint knocking sound came from the door, and the female "spy" opened it from the outside.

"Are you ready?" she asked expressionlessly.

Lin'e looked at the girl and asked, "What's your name?"

"Jiang Ruoxue, are you ready?"

"Ruoxue, would you like to join us?" Lin'e asked straightforwardly.

Jiang Ruoxue thought for a moment and said, "Joining you is too risky; I can't take that gamble."

"Risk?"

"Yes," Jiang Ruoxue nodded, "If I help you win the game, and you choose not to accept me at the last moment, I will still die."

Her expression was serious, as if she had already thought about this problem.

"Your concern is not unfounded," Lin'e nodded and began her most skilled method of conversation, "But let's make a hypothetical assumption. Based on your understanding, what method would your team use to win the game?"

Jiang Ruoxue frowned slightly and said, "Are you saying... they would also cooperate with the 'spies'?"

"Exactly," Lin'e said, "Just like an interview, we are now in a 'two-way selection.' You should also consider not whether we will abandon you, but whether your original team will abandon you."

"They won't," Jiang Ruoxue said firmly, "To abandon me for an old man, that's impossible no matter how you think about it."

"They are not doing it 'for an old man,' but 'to survive,'" Lin'e tried to speak as calmly as possible, which would help lower the other person's guard, "Wouldn't a normal person want to control their own life rather than leave it in someone else's hands?"

Jiang Ruoxue clearly hesitated this time.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something but remained silent.

"And my cooperation with you is also for survival."

"What about the 'spy' you sent out?" Jiang Ruoxue asked, "He is your teammate, can you just abandon him?"

"I've known him for less than four hours, and I wouldn't risk my life for a four-hour acquaintance," Lin'e said seriously, "How long have you known your teammates? Would they take a risk for you?"

Jiang Ruoxue was stunned for a moment.

After much thought, she still did not agree to Lin'e's request.

"I can't trust you. Hurry up and prepare the letter. I suggest you make it sturdy; I will do everything I can to destroy the letter inside," Jiang Ruoxue shook her head, "Don't say anything else."

"Can I ask why you are so insistent?" Lin'e asked one last time.

"Aimu is my boyfriend, do I need any other reason?" .W.

As a psychological counselor, Lin'e knew that it was almost impossible to break down someone's psychological defenses in a few minutes; that only happens in science fiction.

Normal people are extremely cautious about strangers, especially in life-or-death situations, where every word could lead to death, making them even more cautious.

Lin'e no longer wasted time and instead focused on the box in front of her.

If she didn't consider cooperating with the "spy," was there a way to get Qi Xia the letter?

On the other side, Aimu, sitting in the "sender" room, also met the "spy" Lao Lu.

"Hey, kid, give me the stuff quickly," Lao Lu said impatiently, leaning on the door frame.

Aimu scratched his bright green hair and gave Lao Lu a contemptuous look.

He didn't look at the items on the table but thought for a moment and said, "Old man, ten 'Dao' for your teammate's life, how about it?"

"What...?" Lao Lu was taken aback, "Ten 'Dao'?"

"You don't look stupid, so you must know the survival rules here, right?"

Lao Lu thought for a long time before slowly saying, "What are you talking about, kid? How can you betray your teammate for ten 'Dao'? Besides, I paid the entry fee..."

"Fifteen." Aimu continued, "In addition to the rewards from this game, I will give you fifteen 'Dao.'"

Lao Lu's eyes slowly looked down, his face filled with hesitation.

"Don't think about it, old man. You should know how to 'guarantee' your survival," Aimu's fingers tapped the table, his voice filled with a warning tone, "We will accept you and let you live. After we leave, we will go our separate ways."

Lao Lu asked cautiously, "Fifteen 'Dao'... wouldn't you get nothing?"

"It's fine," Aimu shook his head indifferently, "We can take the other team's lives and get their loot, so we won't get nothing."

"What about that woman?" Lao Lu asked again, "Isn't she your partner?"

"Just a woman!" Aimu leaned in, looking at Lao Lu fiercely, "I can find another one if she dies. But if I die, things will get a bit complicated..."

Lao Lu felt a sense of danger from this man.

But after careful thought, Qi Xia and the others couldn't come up with fifteen 'Dao.' Accepting the request here would make him rich.

"I need a deposit," Lao Lu said, "Give me five 'Dao' now."

"What...?"

"This way, you can't kill me," Lao Lu smiled, sweat sliding down his face, "Killing to take 'Dao' is not allowed, right?"