Chapter 20: Each One's Schemes

【Leng Rourou (Snow White): What do you mean? Is there something wrong with what I said!?】

But now, we are indeed informed.

Therefore, if we want to lure "it" out now, other methods are no longer possible.

We only have one path: murder! Real murder! The kind where you chop a person's head off!】

Only bloody, pure slaughter can embody the purest malice!

Having said this, he paused, then added:

【If we want to perform now, the only way is murder!】

【And in the original Script, Snow White is actually the weakest and is always being hunted! The current situation is the same!

The King is dead, but the Queen still has two Guards, while you have nothing right now and are the weakest party!】

【That is why you added the sentence "need some plot that deviates drastically from the original Script" to the correct answer just now,】

【Aren't you secretly guiding us, guiding us "not to kill Snow White," which is you?】

【This way, you can stay out of it, watch us kill each other, and then be the one who laughs last! Isn't that right?!】

"..."

"..."

These words caused this temporarily formed small group to fall into silence, and there was no message for a long time.

The cruel words struck Ding Mo's eyes like iron nails, and he gripped his phone tightly.

If this is really the case, then what follows...

【Leng Rourou (Snow White): You lunatic! Empty words have no proof, you are sowing discord!】

【Leng Rourou (Snow White): @All members, everyone don't believe him, let's work together, there will be a way, I believe it's not necessary to kill!】

No one responded to him, including Ding Mo.

【Lu Zhenhao (Dwarf): Whoever wants to be used by her and then discarded, go ahead! Heh heh.】

Ding Mo sighed and turned off his phone.

He didn't want to hear a single word now; he didn't know what purpose the Dwarf's Actor had in saying these things.

Chu Chenfeng, who was to the side, had long since thrown his phone away, and he said:

"Lock the doors and windows tonight."

Ding Mo nodded heavily.

A "war" was about to begin...

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Early the next morning.

It was barely dawn, and the director hadn't even released the Second Act Script, when Ding Mo was pulled up by Chu Chenfeng.

"What... is something the matter?" Sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, Ding Mo asked while holding his head.

Last night, first the "Substitute Actor" appeared and Zhu Jie was brutally murdered;

Then the performance was qualified, and the pattern was finally cracked;

Yet it was discovered that everyone had fallen into the terrifying situation of killing each other.

With one thing after another, Ding Mo had a very hard time falling asleep last night, and he was muddled in his dreams, sleeping very poorly.

Now his head was aching severely!

After a while, Ding Mo raised his head, only to see Chu Chenfeng holding that "Black Suitcase".

"It's time to use this!" He said seriously, his eyes flickering.

Ding Mo's heart tightened, and his gaze couldn't help but fall onto this suitcase.

According to Chu Chenfeng, this was his "ultimate weapon," and he had survived the previous few Tasks entirely thanks to "it"!

A while later.

The two of them strapped on their swords and went out.

But they didn't expect that just as they reached the door, they would see Dong Xiaoyu sitting next to the door, leaning against the wall.

She was wearing a Mask, huddled slightly at the base of the wall, and the morning chill made her petite body tremble slightly.

"This is!" Seeing this, Ding Mo subconsciously took a step back.

He remembered that "Dong Xiaoyu" from last night!

"Who are you!?" Chu Chenfeng roared as he drew his sword.

Swish! Under the cold sword light, Dong Xiaoyu seemed startled, then hurriedly took off the Mask.

Seeing it was a normal Human Face, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please! Let me... come in, I've been sitting here all night... I didn't dare go back..."

Dong Xiaoyu's face was pale, and her lips trembled with fear.

Last night she had also tried to return to her room, but she happened to run into Zhu Jie's shrill screams and ran away in fright.

So the person knocking on the door last night was the real "Dong Xiaoyu"! Ding Mo looked at Chu Chenfeng at this moment.

The latter said: "It's up to you, I have no opinion; having one more person join our camp is also a good thing."

Ding Mo then turned his head and met Dong Xiaoyu's pleading big eyes.

But the problem of food...

After a long while, Ding Mo sighed.

Forget it, strengthening their forces is more important right now.

A while later.

"I understand, after you go out, no matter who comes, I won't open the door!" Dong Xiaoyu sat with her back against the bed, not even daring to sit on it.

She nodded desperately.

"For the performance tonight, I will definitely support you all with all my might, no matter what you want me to do!"

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Meanwhile, in the room of the Dwarf Actors.

Bang!

Several crystal-clear glass cups collided, emitting a crisp sound.

Inside them, amber liquid sloshed.

Lu Zhenhao, the figure previously stained with blood on his clothes, was enjoying the last bottle of champagne from the refrigerator together with the other "Dwarfs"!

"Cheers!" Lu Zhenhao drank, then took another bite of the stewed meat on the table.

A strange taste mixed with the smell of lard filled his nasal cavity, but Lu Zhenhao seemed to have grown accustomed to it and did not care at all.

He looked at the other 3 people around him—these were all the Dwarfs remaining now.

"Our hard days are over!" Lu Zhenhao laughed.

On the screen of the mobile phone on the table was the Script already issued by the director!

Sure enough, their parts were included in it!

Plus, last night, the others had discovered the "soul" of the performance—killing!

Now the game had become very simple:

As long as the 4 of them worked together to kill the others one by one, that would be it!

Furthermore, last night, he had already incited the others' suspicion and distrust toward Leng Rourou. They could not unite as one.

In terms of numbers, they had already won!

Only Chu Chenfeng, who had survived 4 Tasks, needed to be treated with some caution; the others were not worth worrying about at all.

"Boss is right! Boss is wise!" a Horse-faced man chimed in obsequiously:

"Let's do it, I toast to you, Boss!"

Bang!

The cups collided once more, the liquor flowing joyfully within them, just like the equally excited expressions of everyone present at this moment.

Until the amber liquid flowed out from the cups completely.

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