Chapter 1933: After the Rewind, I Love You Again 08

Da Hu stared intently at the screen, his hand hovering over the control ball shaking, but he only had 15 seconds to think.

The countdown was about to end.

Da Hu clenched his eyes shut, gritted his teeth, and guided the pixel snake on the screen toward the nearest pit.

At the same time, the six people bound side‑by‑side smelled a strong stench.

"Oh my god!!"

Zheng Niu from the other team screamed in fright, "Snake!"

In the grass below the screen, a giant snake sprang up, its sharp, upright beast eyes coldly fixed on them, as if it could swallow them whole at any moment.

As the pixel snake on the screen moved, the giant snake likewise crawled toward the pit.

Da Hu stiffened, breathing silently, seeing the giant snake slip into the pit and fall quiet, he thought he had chosen correctly.

But the next second, the pit exploded suddenly!

The giant snake was unusually furious, raising its triangular head mid‑air.

"Mmph! Wrong guess!"

Xiao Xiong appeared beside Da Hu, gloating, and slowly pressed his paw against Da Hu's head, "You lost the game!"

"No… no! Let me go! I don't want to die, I don't want…"

The pleas for help stopped abruptly.

Xiao Xiong cleanly bit off Da Hu's head, which rolled into his mouth and was crunched loudly.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

Blood spurted onto the other players; Da Hu's teammate Song Hui screamed shrilly, her face smeared with blood.

Da Hu's remaining half‑body remained tightly bound to the chair, blood dripping steadily.

Jin Chen shook the blood from his hair, "Dead bear."

Ruan Fu suddenly recalled some memories, glanced suspiciously at Jin Chen, seeing him unfazed by Da Hu's corpse, only pondering the game puzzle, and she felt strangely odd.

He used to feel queasy at the sight of blood—when did he gain this nerve?

Jin Chen focused entirely on the game, not noticing Ruan Fu's gaze, and when Xiao Xiong chose the second unlucky player, he twitched his fingertips hesitantly.

If the guess is wrong…

"Mm! Let Xiao Xiong see who the lucky participant in the next game will be."

Xiao Xiong waved his long stick, its speed suddenly slowing as he wavered between Ruan Fu and Song Hui, his round eyes rolling a few times, as if judging something.

"Don't pick me! I… I can't, pick him! Pick Ruan Fu! Their team is really strong!"

Song Hui struggled near collapse in her chair, not daring to open her eyes.

"Mm…"

Xiao Xiong tilted his head, pointing his long stick at Ruan Fu, "Then it's you! Beautiful silver‑haired beauty!"

Jin Chen slightly frowned, his icy gaze sweeping over the six pixel figures on the tree in the screen, and when Ruan Fu's left hand was released he shouted sharply, "I'll do it."

Ruan Fu and Xiao Xiong stared, stunned, both looking at Jin Chen.

Bai Tao and Zheng Niu couldn't believe it—someone would actually rush to their death in such danger; had they already found the correct answer?

How could that be!

Just looking at these options, it seems impossible to infer what this monster‑like giant snake actually likes.

Ruan Fu's cool, indifferent voice carried doubt, and she felt the same: "Do you know the answer?"

Jin Chen: "Believe me."

"……Going to die on your own, who cares about you."

Ruan Fu felt a bit uneasy under that gaze.

Such a gaze, as if afraid he'd die if the game failed, is utterly absurd.

"Xiao Xiong is very understanding! Then it's you!"

Xiao Xiong smiled even more happily.

Jin Chen's left hand then loosened its restraints, hovering loosely over the control ball, while the iron‑nailed board above his head that could drop at any moment seemed to have no effect on him.

Everyone's eyes fell on Jin Chen, and the newly appeared giant snake coiled behind him, saliva dripping, awaiting a feast.

But unexpectedly, the pixel snake under his control didn't go for the ground objects; it shot straight up the tree.

What shocked the other players even more was that the pixel snake Jin Chen guided went to the tree bearing the pixel figure representing Ruan Fu!

What is he doing?

Ruan Fu suddenly narrowed her eyes, staring at Jin Chen with extreme danger, her sharp gaze seeming to pierce him, her tone icy.

"You want to kill me."

Jin Chen stared unblinking at the screen, his right hand behind his back completely breaking free of its restraints, and he pressed down with his left hand.

"Roar…"

The giant snake monster growled low, then lunged to wrap around Ruan Fu beside Jin Chen, just as the pixel snake on the screen darted swiftly up the tree.

Bai Tao tightly shut her eyes, unwilling to look, convinced that Ruan Fu would be killed by her stupid teammates, dreading any further graphic scene that might shock her mind.

Ruan Fu's body tensed to the limit, her pupils constricted, killing intent surging, "Jin Chen."

"You deceived me again."

He wasn't afraid of death, he only regretted not being able to kill that man himself!

But after a few seconds, then ten or more, Ruan Fu, awaiting death, belatedly lifted her head and, somewhat bewildered, relaxed her body.

The giant snake merely coiled around his chair, dissipating cleanly from the tip of its tail.

The lingering stench in the air also vanished.

The death‑game scene refreshed, Da Hu's corpse was cleared away at the same time, but the chairs binding them did not disappear.

Jin Chen loosened his tightly clenched fist, his heart also eased with a sigh—he had guessed correctly.

The trust game tests only the trust between teammates.

Jin Chen composed his look, glanced at Ruan Fu, the corner of his mouth slightly curled; the deep affection in his peach-blossom eyes was impossible to resist.

"I said it so you would believe me."

"I didn't lie to you, Ruan Fu."

Ruan Fu inevitably met Jin Chen's gaze.

That unfamiliar feeling surged back, making Ruan Fu's heart flutter faintly; she could not look away from such a gaze that could be called deep affection.

Even when she had been deeply in love before, she had never felt this strange sensation, leaving her instinctively uneasy.

What he least wants to face now is the unfamiliar.

Ruan Fu slumped back weakly, closed her eyes, pressed her lips tight, as past and present memories and emotions tugged at each other.

Not to mention how shocked the three players who saw Jin Chen's cunning move end the game in the second round were.

Even the game's proposer, Xiao Xiong, choked a few times, his heavy bear paw tapping the ground—'So fast, so fast! Not fun!'

"I won't let you clear this so quickly!"

Xiao Xiong suddenly flew into a rage, his glass-like round eyes turning bloodshot; in his fury he kicked the screen away, his short, fuzzy claws pointing at Jin Chen.

"Mm-ph, congratulations on beating the game… but…"

A white light flashed, refreshing the game scene.

"Damn."

Now even Jin Chen muttered a curse under his breath, and opening his eyes startled him.

The chairs binding them were useless, and they were tied again to a crude wooden post.

A wooden board studded with sharp iron nails plummeted, stopping less than half a meter above their heads, then descending at an extremely slow, uniform speed.

A virtual countdown appeared on the board's side.

5 minutes.

After 5 minutes, the iron nails will drop, impaling every player into a lump of flesh!

And the one controlling the iron-nail controller is actually a puppet.

A puppet of the same height, stiff and eerie, daubed with garish cheap rouge.

The puppet's ink-dotted eyeballs crept slowly, as if a sticky sensation were moving across the remaining players' bodies; just looking at it was extremely uncomfortable.