Chapter 663: The Scheme Succeeds! It Must Be Him!

His scheme succeeded!

Very successful!

Using Gu Jun's death as a catalyst to achieve Deception!

Everyone, Tang Youning included, didn't anticipate that all of this was Su Yang's plot.

Back in the afternoon, while freely searching for evidence, he already conceived this plan.

After all, he dislikes being controlled by others, and he dislikes handing the initiative over to others.

At first, when Gu Jun mentioned the hidden items, he thought those two were certainly no good birds.

Tang Youning, who shared the same thought, also thought so.

The two, despite their contradictions, stood on the same front, and that alone was enough to convince others.

The words of the Ascend God Seed always possess a certain authority.

Therefore, Su Yang plans to cut Gu Jun open.

Zhai Sixin's great Innate Talent is known to all, whereas Gu Jun has never shown any Innate Talent.

However, since he has never used it, it likely means the method is predicated on harming others.

It cannot be employed.

That works perfectly: Su Yang only needs to babble a couple of lines, then combine their conspiracies, and he will render them speechless!

The fact is exactly that; the two indeed harbored hidden motives, and faced with Su Yang and Tang Youning's joint pincer, they have no way to break out.

What Zhai Sixin never expected was that Tang Youning would actually partner with Su Yang.

During the voting phase, she and Gu Jun were perfectly in sync, and simultaneously shifted the direction, pointing the spear at Su Yang.

If Tang Youning can act, there might still be a sliver of hope.

However, he stands on the same front as Su Yang, completely cutting off Gu Jun's Survival hope!

"Regrettably, player Gu Jun is not the murderer; Game Duration reduced by 36 hours."

"Remaining Game Duration: 119 hours."

He's not the murderer?

Everyone, though startled, had expected it.

The purpose of executing Gu Jun is not to end the game, but to resolve the disaster, allowing the game to proceed better and normally.

Otherwise, they fear they won't be able to clear the game before the time limit expires.

Voting is all guesswork, a one‑eighth chance—how is that any different from gambling?

"Less than five days left…" Tang Youning's expression grew slightly solemn.

He couldn't help glancing at Su Yang not far away.

He saw the other with a calm face, the Mouth still bearing that damned Smile.

Just now, Tang Youning's move was only for the greater picture, merely a temporary united front against a common enemy.

It is not reconciliation.

Still, as the saying goes, he indeed wants Su Yang dead, but by a proper, upright method.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Youning asked.

"Clear away the clouds and mist to see the blue sky, the dawn is about to arrive, one should Laugh," Su Yang explained.

Li Zhenhua furrowed his Brow, still pondering whether to speak this matter out.

But now saying it out seems unable to change anything.

After all, Gu Jun's death has become a certainty.

So he intends to step out of this room later to see whether, as Su Yang said, the situation will Twist.

Just as everyone was about to step out of the Reception Hall, the broadcast sounded—

"All players, please proceed to the Second Floor to rest; 10 p. m. to 8 a. m. the next morning is rest time. Do not leave the room midway, and do not disturb other players' rest."

"Now, players may choose their own sleeping rooms."

After speaking, everyone's Pupil slightly contracted.

What does it mean?

There is also a mandatory rest standard?

From ten to eight in the morning, a full ten hours!

They have to waste ten hours sleeping?

"Hmm… just in time, I'm sleepy; I've been without closing my eyes for nearly 30 hours," Su Yang yawned.

Liang Kaiqi glanced at the clock, "40 minutes left until ten o'clock."

"Let's go, first pick a good room," Su Yang led the way out.

The group followed closely behind Su Yang.

Walking down this corridor, familiar beyond familiarity, at this moment it felt somehow different.

It was as if…

Something extra.

At this moment, sharp-eyed Yu Meng suddenly spotted an anomaly on the wall, thrust a Finger out, "Look!"

At those words, everyone turned around together.

In that momentum, they saw bloodstains printed on the corridor wall.

Not only that, there were also several bullet holes!

"What is this…" Li Zhenhua glanced at the nearby room door, his Brow furrowed, "Security Guard Gailun Bo Ge's room?"

Huang Zhenzhong's face changed, and he immediately said, "Impossible, how could such a thing be at my room's door? I've seen it countless times already."

Before the game officially began, he checked it at least ten times.

He did so to avoid being caught by someone.

But he didn't expect that right after a single vote ended, this thing appeared beside his room door.

"I said, as long as Gu Jun dies, the game will get back on track," Su Yang said.

"Stop making up nonsense; Gu Jun doesn't have that Innate Talent at all!" Zhai Sixin said coldly.

"It's not up to you to decide; the current situation is obvious to everyone—he's the one causing trouble behind the scenes, otherwise how could we not find even a single Luoshi?" Su Yang said calmly.

"The Death Game has always been like this; perhaps the rules reveal parts of the Luoshi day by day, what does that have to do with Gu Jun?" Zhai Sixin said.

She must step forward to speak for Gu Jun.

Otherwise, given Su Yang's temperament, the blame could very likely turn toward her.

It would also arouse the other players' wariness.

"Whether we continue or not, we'll know as we go," Su Yang said with a light smile.

Under his lead, the group remained silent, yet their minds were racing.

If Gu Jun truly was behind it, they would have wasted a full 58 hours for nothing!

That's more than two whole days!

Unforgivable!

Just as the group reached the corpse near the hall, everyone's faces changed dramatically.

The deceased's once pallid face had turned bluish‑purple, and the limbs began to rot.

It emitted a foul, fishy stench.

A faint hint of sourness was mixed in.

"Bookshelf, the Bookshelf has changed!" Liang Kaichi exclaimed in shock.

Hm?

Su Yang turned his head and was startled to see the text on the Bookshelf's books had become Chinese characters.

The previously crooked alien script had vanished.

"This is really… wonderful," Su Yang said, his mouth corner lifting.

All of this is his credit!

"Indeed, I can read the text above now!" Huang Zhenzhong said, surprised.

"Could it be… Gu Jun's Innate Talent is causing this?" Zhai Sixin exclaimed in astonishment.

At that moment she even doubted whether her understanding of Gu Jun was thorough enough.

But she quickly discarded the thought.

She had seen Gu Jun's Innate Talent with her own eyes; he couldn't achieve this.

But why…

Just as she was pondering, Li Zhenhua couldn't help but look at Su Yang.

His gaze was unusually solemn.

His intuition told him this wasn't as simple as he had said.

Or perhaps…

Gu Jun is merely a scapegoat.

The one truly causing all this change…

"It's Su Yang!"

"It must be him!"

Li Zhenhua felt a shock deep inside, and his steps grew much heavier.

Lying Patriarch!

Could it be…