Chapter 253: Su Yang's True Purpose—A Trust Crisis!

The fact is that it is this cruel.

The Treasure is the only one; among so many people, in the end only one can walk out of the Death Game.

The rest are all stepping stones.

This point is beyond reproach.

Qin Weiyang had long realized this, but she does not want to face it early.

Once she tears off the façade, it proves she will clash swords with Su Yang.

"…Then why are you still saving me?" Qin Weiyang mused.

"I need your power, and you also need my means," Su Yang said.

This heartfelt remark made her gaze dim slightly.

Even though she is reluctant to admit it, this is the fact.

Someday they will fight over the Treasure's ownership.

"What about the remaining fifty percent?" Qin Weiyang shifted the topic.

"Dong Ya will seek out the highest‑ranking player at Luoshui Middle School and conduct a test."

Speaking of that, Su Yang extended two fingers, "Two scenarios: she obtains the desired information from the other's mouth, feels dissatisfied and leans toward cooperating with me, and finds a way to distract the Lecture Hall's Security Guard."

"The second scenario—she fails to pry out any phrase, her suspicion only deepens, and then she will propose the 'close the door and beat the dog' plan I mentioned."

"Thus, regardless of how things develop later, I can obtain the desired outcome."

Qin Weiyang, hearing this, couldn't help but gasp—Su Yang actually calculated to this extent?

She couldn't help feeling pity for Dong Ya; the poor girl was being toyed with round and round.

"Is your ultimate goal the Lecture Hall?" Qin Weiyang asked.

"Of course not," Su Yang said with a smile, shaking his head, "Treasure seekers have never been of one mind up to now, let alone the Guardians."

"At present, even a Guardian is hidden in the Dark Place, never having shown up."

"Tang Hui only enrolled the next day, and most likely has his own Task."

"Dong Ya and the person behind her also cannot achieve information exchange."

"What I have always wanted is not to control any individual."

"But to make them develop a trust crisis!"

Trust…

Qin Weiyang deeply knows how difficult it is to entrust one's back to a player.

Especially in the Death Game of mutual deceit and selfishness, it can be called a pipe dream.

Everyone harbors ulterior motives, wanting to claim benefits while unwilling to give their heart.

"Human nature?" Qin Weiyang murmured.

"You could say that," Su Yang paused, then said, "As soon as they develop a trust crisis, offense and defense will become fluid."

Overall, Dong Ya is the key.

Her status sits right in the middle.

Not enough for the upper, but more than enough for the lower.

Yet she also bears the heavy duty of linking the top and bottom.

Many behind‑the‑scenes matters that people refuse to handle are handed to her.

"Then we discard our diary? And the key?" Qin Weiyang asked.

"We definitely need to get the diary, but this time the method must change," Su Yang smiled mysteriously.

"What?"

"We won't seize it; we'll let them bring it to us themselves," Su Yang narrowed his eyes.

As the most crucial item in the whole game, it is truly a hot‑potato.

Holding it now is far from a good thing; it will instead backfire.

Letting Xue Yong and Lai Siyiao and others hold it first can attract a lot of firepower.

Moreover, the key hides a "Faceless One"; having such a thing in one's own hand will only invite a spray of blood.

Rather than strain to clear the game, it's better to let them pave the way step by step, then reap the fisherman's profit.

Shooting the bird that sticks out—an age‑old truth.

"So wouldn't we come away having gotten nothing?" Qin Weiyang said, a bit depressed.

"It's not exactly returning empty‑handed; I also have a hidden hand," Su Yang said, pulling two yellowed sheets from his pocket.

"Diary?!" Qin Weiyang's pupils narrowed slightly.

Su Yang, seeing her eager expression, thought for a moment, sat on the bed, leaned against the headboard, and read together with her.

"October 9, 1925, overcast."

"The reconstruction of Luoshui Middle School is progressing smoothly; I also went to help, and I'm grateful that because of that incident the school could still keep me."

"Only… many bodies are missing; the fire and the earthquake, the parents of those children came to me, insisting I must dig up the remains."

"I also want to do that, but they, like Teacher Wei, are all gone."

"I recall the village elder saying, 'Heaven watches as people act; a good school falling to such a fate must be retribution.'"

"But the students are innocent; they did nothing wrong."

"I'm not wrong either, Teacher Wei isn't wrong either…"

After finishing the first page, Su Yang's furrowed brow deepened.

"It jumped from September to October; what happened in between?" Qin Weiyang grew curious.

Su Yang examined each character carefully, yet found slight differences from the handwriting he remembered.

The characters' forms are exactly the same, but the brushstrokes are completely a different style.

"The diary mentions that Fire and Earthquake occurred sequentially; when did Wei Zeming jump off the building?" Su Yang said.

"Didn't that female student also jump off the building? Then Fire appeared, all his students were burned to death, and he couldn't bear the pressure and also jumped off the building?" Qin Weiyang speculated.

"On September 1st, it was mentioned that Wei Zeming said he would reveal an earth‑shattering secret…" Su Yang vaguely felt it was directly related to Fire.

Holding the question, he continued to look at the next page—

"October 20, 1925, light rain."

"These past few days, a strange incident occurred: the ruins of the First Teaching Building kept emitting cries, and rescue workers searched for a long time but couldn't find the source."

"Someone said it was the restless souls of students causing trouble, so the leadership specially invited a mage to perform a ritual, attempting to liberate the souls."

"Strangely, after the ritual was completed, they stopped crying."

"To be safe, the leadership decided to relocate the First Teaching Building, using the Lecture Hall as the center, radiating outward in all directions."

"Only… when exactly did the students' burial begin."

"If this continues, the children's parents will have to go to the school to demand a ceremony."

After reading the two pages, Su Yang looked up and let out a long sigh.

Qin Weiyang had a complicated expression, and between the lines one could clearly see dissatisfaction with the school leadership.

Their primary task wasn't to retrieve the remains inside, but to bring in a mage to perform a ritual?

"That's absurd." Qin Weiyang couldn't help but curse.

"It's a product of the times; people back then were perhaps more feudal." Su Yang said.

"But one still shouldn't get the priorities reversed; their actions are too disheartening." Qin Weiyang defended the deceased students.

Su Yang remained silent; those leaders truly were far from humane.

From the diary's revealed information, one can see that the school's site relocation began when cries emanated from the ruins.

"Did Eternal Night originate from Fire, or from Earthquake…"

Including the student jump‑off incident at the old administration building, Su Yang always felt the matter became magical.

"As long as we clarify the identity of the strange object, the answer can be revealed." Su Yang thought to himself.

"Snap!"

At that moment, the infirmary door opened.

The female doctor, as soon as she entered, saw the two people on the bed leaning together and instinctively shouted:

"Classmate, what are you doing?!"

"Get off the bed immediately!"