Chapter 516: Alarmist Talk? I Don

The crooked, twisted characters seemed to possess a strange magic, pulling the two of them's minds into an endless abyss.

Su Yang's eyes flashed with an odd hue, and he instinctively crumpled the paper into a ball!

Yin Yun's vision shifted, and coming to herself, her face filled with shock, "Death… countdown?"

"Does that mean Ascend God also inevitably means death?"

Su Yang took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions.

If it were ordinary, he would have scoffed at such words.

After all, the prison values fairness; his score Rankings sit there, so even if anyone dies, it won't be his turn.

But this time, an unprecedented, indelible fear arose.

All because of that sentence!

It carried a unique implication.

"It shouldn't, Ascend God is a reward, not a punishment," Su Yang said.

Yin Yun felt an unnamed fire flare within, snatched the paper ball and tore it to shreds, "Mischievous words mislead the crowd; when I find him, I'll have him cut into eight pieces!"

The usually gentle and amiable her was now acting out of character.

The reason was simple: she inherently held reverence for the unknown.

Moreover, she had been waiting for players of all factions to return, making her mood extremely restless.

At the same time, Su Yang sensed that she still harbored resentment over Huang Hua's death.

All the pressures combined, that sentence was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"When the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain whole? Ascend God is not just you and me; the top ten players have all worked so hard, they certainly won't just die because it says death," Su Yang said.

"I know, but I'm just furious!" Yin Yun pulled the hair in front of her brow behind her ear, revealing a pair of wide, round almond eyes.

In her view, how is this any different from a Curse?

Playing the Death Game already suppresses one's mood; after much hardship, finally waiting for spring.

But this mysterious person suddenly poured a bucket of cold water over them.

"The opponent's identity is unknown; it could be a prank by some player. If you take it seriously, you lose," Su Yang said calmly.

"Let's go eat!"

Yin Yun quickly steadied her emotions and turned toward the dining table.

Su Yang stared at the scattered paper pieces on the floor, a spark flashing in his eyes.

He tore a sheet from his notebook and wrote—'Who are you?'

He then tossed it into the Passage, watched it vanish from sight, and it reappeared on the table.

Yin Yun was busy speaking, but her gaze was unfocused, as if pondering something.

Seeing this, Su Yang picked a shrimp for her and whispered, "What are you thinking?"

Yin Yun stared blankly at the bowl and asked, "You think… did Huang Hua uncover this secret, so he chose death?"

"Oh?" Su Yang was taken aback.

That is indeed a novel angle.

"How do you explain that?"

Yin Yun set down her chopsticks, seriously saying, "Think about it, he discovered the Hidden Achievement's secret, and the four of us could each gain an extra hundred points."

"Given the game's difficulty, there's an 80% chance players can't reach the Threshold."

"With a bit better luck, breaking into the top ten isn't impossible."

"Analyzed from this angle, he Deduction produced a bleak outcome, so he gave up outright…"

Su Yang thought carefully, and after a while said, "…Following your line, if Ascend God is a certain‑death scenario, then he could clearly forgo the Hidden Achievement."

"For example, he could manipulate his points to keep his ranking between 11th and 20th, thereby achieving Talent Evolution while avoiding many troubles."

"Moreover, if he foresaw a future fragment early on, why didn't he tell you and me beforehand?"

"Could it be that he intends to watch us die with open eyes?"

With that remark, Yin Yun suddenly found it reasonable, tugged her hair, and sighed, "So annoying."

Su Yang smiled lightly, "The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge, and a stranger's words are just to be heard, no need to mind them."

"I just don't believe that skilled players would be punished."

"Seriously… you lose."

Yin Yun adjusted her mindset, rubbed her face, and nodded, "You're right; instead of worrying about this and that, better to live each day well."

Su Yang, hearing that, got up and fetched two cans of sparkling water from the fridge.

"Hiss!"

"Here, let's clink one!"

Su Yang took a long sip, grinned with clenched teeth and stuck out his tongue.

Again that feeling of his tongue and taste buds being assaulted.

At first he despised this drink, but after drinking a lot it felt quite stimulating.

He couldn't help but remark that sometimes people are just that low.

Lin Yang that guy might have been captured that way.

He said it tasted awful, but inside he was thoroughly delighted.

"Lowly bone!" Su Yang laughed and cursed.

"What?" Yin Yun looked up, puzzled.

"I'm insulting some guy whose brain lacks a nerve."

Yin Yun instantly visualized a Silhouette in her mind, glanced at the sparkling water in her hand, and instantly understood.

Pfft! You're too cruel; even though others faithfully follow you, you just keep pestering him from behind.

"If I was wrong, then why are you Laughing?" Su Yang raised his Brow.

Yin Yun instantly put away her smile and said seriously, "I'm not Laughing."

"Just now, I don't know who, the Mouth corner stretched all the way behind the ear."

"Your Vision Perception is wrong."

"Two rows of big white Teeth almost blinded my eyes."

"Su Yang!"

"Hehe…"

Another month passed; during this time, besides daily practice, Su Yang also developed a habit of reading.

He placed an order in the Shopping Mall for over a dozen philosophy books and read them whenever he had nothing to do.

Sometimes he lost track of time; a single Vision Perception showed it was eight hours.

In the sunless prison cell, he couldn't distinguish day from night, only remembering to sleep when drowsiness arrived.

The previous Buffer Period was at most fifteen days, but now month after month has passed.

At this moment he finally understood the torment of imprisonment.

In a sealed environment, a person's mindset easily develops problems.

Just like the man in a certain cell right now.

He stared numb at the wall, randomly scribbling with a pen in his hand.

Soon, a creature that was neither quite dog nor not dog was drawn.

"So boring, who can talk to me…"

"I'm going crazy from being cooped up, who can rescue me…"

"Let me out, I don't want to be in prison any more…"

A plaintive voice echoed in the Suite; Lin Yang crouched in the corner of the room, sighing heavily.

His face was extremely gaunt, as if aged many years.

Beard unkempt, Hair Style messy, and the surroundings were filled with packaging bags and instant noodle boxes.

Clearly, during this period he hadn't cooked, merely drifting through days in a haze.

At first there was a hint of ritual, pretending a roommate was present.

But one day, while talking to himself, he suddenly hallucinated his grandfather, who had died years ago, sitting on the sofa waving at him.

The Mouth kept muttering, "Yang'er, come to grandpa."

Sight this scene, Lin Yang's face turned pale with fright, "Damn, grandpa, how did you get here?"