Chapter 514: How to Break This Round? Daily Sparring!

The crooked, twisted few characters seemed to carry a strong emotion.

There is resentment, but more so fear.

The Letter Paper shows traces of having been mashed together; Su Yang follows the Passage upward, seeing a clear black path running through the entire prison.

Cramped and chilling!

"Seems I don't need to speak, you received it too," Yin Yun says, moving closer.

Su Yang turns around, his gaze landing on her hand.

Yin Yun holds a sheet of paper, on which the same sentence is written—"Never Ascend God, it's a trap!"

The handwriting is identical.

"Did you just come to my room to bring this up?" Su Yang asks.

"I just came out of the Death Game and found this paper in a balcony corner; I thought it was a prank deliberately left by you or Lin Yang, but now it seems..." Yin Yun's eyes show a strange hue.

Su Yang glances at the back of the paper and finds dried sweat stains around the edges.

He sniffs; a faint scent of wood pulp mixed with acidity pierces his Brain.

"Trap?" Su Yang looks at the pitch-black Screen, pondering.

Nearby, Qin Weiyang sees the two whispering and asks curiously, "What did you discover? Let me see."

Yin Yun looks at Su Yang, who nods slightly, then sticks the paper to the glass, indicating, "This one."

Luo Shuangshuang and Qin Weiyang lean in, silently recite the words, and confusion flashes in their eyes.

"Who wrote it?"

"Don't know, I just saw it after returning," Yin Yun shakes her head.

"Strange, Ascend God was the reward announced after the first two Death Games ended, granted to the top ten; under unknown circumstances, why did someone foresee the outcome in advance?" Luo Shuangshuang wonders.

Qin Weiyang nods in agreement, "Could it be Wan Shi Tong who wrote it?"

Su Yang lifts his eyelids slightly, "Do you think it's him?"

Qin Weiyang points to the words, "The handwriting is ugly; as for the content… it seems to be a riddle, calling it a trap but not specifying details."

"I recall you said before that Wan Shi Tong's Innate Talent is to perceive all things, encompassing everything, yet can only list and collect what the public Cognition knows."

"After the ball ended, didn't he let us ask anything directly through the garbage Passage?"

Su Yang moves to the window, looks at the players in the dormitory outside, and says, "Your speculation is plausible, but I'm wondering… if Wan Shi Tong wrote this, what does he aim for?"

"Roommate?" Yin Yun considers, "Could he be trying to be mysterious, using this to find a high-scoring player to cohabitate with?"

Su Yang shakes his head, "Wan Shi Tong's points are never high; if he deliberately aims for the top ten, even if I switch places I couldn't achieve it."

Not for the Rankings…

Could it truly be just a kind Reminder?

Logically, the prison's rewards are all positive, from the initial All-Purpose Recovery Injection to zero-cost purchase qualification.

Regardless, each provides great convenience to players' daily lives and the Death Game.

"Ascend God" as a reward exclusive to the top ten, heralds a certain broad avenue.

Just these two words already indicate something extraordinary.

If one extends from the perspective of 'human', it is highly possible that in the distant future they could carve a bloody path among the remaining surviving players.

Achieve Divine status!

At least so far, Yin Yun thinks that way.

After all, this world is already mysterious; the Mastermind most likely intends to use a nurturing gu method to have players battle, ultimately selecting the strongest gu insect.

If this is merely a manipulative trap…

What does Divinity aim for?

"A simple sentence can actually reveal many logical gaps, such as what the meaning is behind him writing this paper," Su Yang says.

Yin Yun ponders, "He chose to say it during our final Clearance Death Game, informing us when the final points are fixed and unchangeable; indeed, that's somewhat deliberate."

Su Yang scrambles the paper into a ball and tosses it into the garbage Passage, "Moreover, Wei Yang and Miss Luo didn't receive it; so far only you and I know, making it clear he targets the top ten players."

"Ascend God is a mandatory reward; even if it's truly a trap, we cannot refuse."

"I think… the person who wrote this must have discovered something, but cannot state it, only hint through a riddle."

"Or perhaps Ascend God itself is a trap, urging us to be more cautious."

Yin Yun furrows her brows, "Your premise assumes the person is kind‑hearted; if he has another purpose, the outcome would differ."

"Exactly, so we must probe his motives," Su Yang nods.

He immediately pulls a notebook and a pen from the room.

"Tear!"

Su Yang writes a line on the paper—"How to break this round?"

After writing, he crumples the paper and throws it into the garbage Passage.

"What we need to do next is wait," Su Yang caps the pen and continues, "Wait for the players to each achieve Clearance and return, wait for his reply!"

"Will he receive it?" Yin Yun asks.

"Where there is purpose there is demand; people don't act kindly without reason, even for a few silent thanks or personal satisfaction, he must gain something," Su Yang says.

"You haven't considered the prank factor?" Yin Yun says.

Su Yang smiles but says nothing.

Now the players returning to the prison are visibly few; Su Yang counts within sight, only about two hundred have achieved Clearance.

Including the dead and unseen corners, at most six hundred have finished.

A full year of Game Duration, and some players might linger until the final second.

That means Su Yang may have to wait eight months!

In the next month, he keeps his usual Training Plan each day.

Push‑ups and sit‑ups are indispensable, two hundred each per set, three sets a day.

Horse Stance is also on the schedule; leg training is top priority.

Although his physical condition now already differs from ordinary people, the other players have also evolved.

If you want to be stronger than them, you must work on yourself.

Besides, Qin Weiyang's martial‑arts instruction is indispensable; normally he sparred with Lin Yang, but now the partner has changed to Yin Yun.

The two start fighting each other as soon as they finish eating; the bang‑bang sounds never cease, punches hit flesh, and their stances are fierce.

Su Yang shows no mercy, pouring all his strength into every strike.

Yin Yun is not willing to be outdone; her strength compared to Su Yang is by no means inferior.

Here, there is no gender‑based strength gap caused by genetics; evolution is equal.

"Pa‑pa!"

Su Yang pats the leg wrapped around his neck, his face flushing bright red.

"Admit defeat?" Yin Yun asks.

"Pa‑pa!!"

Yin Yun releases her limbs, stands up and squeezes her slightly sore arms, "Fifteen versus fifteen, it's a tie."