Chapter 832

Six Secrets

Watching Ai Si also came back to her senses; she suddenly realized that the method Zhang Shenxuan mentioned might be just like the secret currently being announced—it requires dying once.

Seeing that she had realized it, Zhang Jizu nodded and pointed to his own mouth; although he was pointing at himself, it was clearly an implication to Watching Ai Si.

"Breaking the silence, offering the secret" might be the key to walking out of the fog, and with a Gravedigger present, no one would truly die in this death.

Zhang Jizu was not pointing at Watching Ai Si, but comforting her; he saw that the other party was a bit nervous.

The Inspector also felt the care from this 【Death】 Shenxuan, but... she still took a step back and shook her head with an apologetic expression.

She didn't want to die.

Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes slightly, instantly beginning to guess whether the other party was coveting the secret after his death, but after sizing her up for a long time, he found that it didn't seem to be the case; this Inspector was indeed "afraid of death."

But what the other party feared was not death itself—after all, with him present, no one would die—but rather the subsequent impact death would bring her.

This made Zhang Jizu, who was a priest, instantly understand some things: this Inspector was clearly a priest, so why did she have such considerable combat power?

And from the very beginning, she had been trying to hang onto her life, which showed that living was very important to her, or to put it another way, lifespan... was very important to her.

So, was it possible that the other party had used life or lifespan to exchange for her current strength?

Draining the pond to catch the fish is indeed a short-sighted behavior, but without the support of the current catch, would this Inspector have been unable to hold on long ago?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jizu chuckled, placed a jar of potion at his feet, and then quietly retreated, slowly hiding in the fog, thus bidding farewell to the Inspector.

Since the other party chose to live, he could not die in front of her, because that would directly expose his secret.

He needed to find a place with no one around to calmly face death, and then turn the secret in his heart into an unknown in the ears of others.

But to be honest, once this secret is exposed, probably everyone would know it's him, right?

So, let's wait a bit longer, wait for another fated person to be with him.

Zhang Jizu just narrowed his eyes like an old fox, hiding in the fog, listening intently to the movements around him, but he never expected that this wait would last for a full hour.

No one died again.

Is everyone afraid of death?

No, death is not scary; what's scary is social death!

The "Cheng Shis" in the fog all knew that death was highly likely the key to that door, but no one else had the courage of the first two players to stake everything.

This was not only because they were afraid of their secrets being exposed, but because they were all waiting, waiting for a third person to make the first move, because that way, they could "freeload" another secret here.

Even if someone lasted until the end, they might be able to use this to obtain everyone's secrets, thereby deducing the teammates who appeared in this trial and the secrets these teammates most didn't want outsiders to know.

So the current situation was no longer purely about finding the answer to walking out of the fog, nor was it a trial with a simple purpose, but a game of patience and curiosity.

Everyone was waiting.

If it weren't for the fact that two people had already tried death, this wait might have continued endlessly, but because the first two players might have already crossed the fog and entered the theater, achieving a total sweep, this game had a time limit added to it.

There will always be someone struggling between chasing the former and keeping their secrets, then failing, and finally making a desperate attempt to be the third person to push open that door.

Zhang Jizu couldn't guess who that person was, but he knew it definitely wouldn't be him.

Sure enough, during the long game that continued for another two or three hours, someone finally couldn't hold back, and soon, he heard that eerie and distorted voice sound again, bringing a brand-new secret to those still alive.

"Yes, I lied..."

And the moment this secret was made public, the same voice sounded again.

"Will ta be my opportunity?"

Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes, feeling the time was right; four secrets had already been revealed in the field, and adding Watching Ai Si, who was unwilling to exchange death for further exploration, he was the only one left.

So he cleared his throat and immediately followed up softly: "Praise 【Death】."

As soon as the words fell, the Gravedigger's corpse fell to the ground, and immediately after, a third secret sounded in the fog:

"I cannot die yet, otherwise how will I bury ta them..."

Not long after, the Gravedigger lying on the ground opened his eyes again, as if he had never died, and stood up cautiously; the moment he stood up, he saw the fog in front of him dissipate with a boom, and an ice field of frozen earth plus the town houses turned into solid ice instantly appeared before his eyes.

And that Faith Theater, reputed to contain the method for becoming a god, stood alone in the center of the town, becoming the only building in this icy, snowy, and blizzard-filled world that was completely unaffected.

It was indeed a theater, but more like a circus theater.

Although the red eaves and yellow walls were somewhat mottled due to peeling paint, in this world full of blue and white, it still appeared so warm.

Even in the gaps of the big door, warm yellow light was revealed.

It seemed a play was being performed inside!

Zhang Jizu's eyes narrowed into a slit; he took out his scalpel and walked toward the theater cautiously...

On the other side, in the fog where everyone had disappeared, Watching Ai Si stood blankly, still struggling in her heart.

She indeed wanted to get close to Lord Envoy Yu Xi to help Long Jing hone Cheng Shi, but before being sure whether getting close to 【Deception】 would truly yield benefits, she dared not gamble her "life" on the upcoming harvest.

If this fog was just a simple matter of getting lost and finding the way, she would be willing to put in the effort to find a breakthrough, but something like life...

She really couldn't do it.

Life was too precious to her.

So Watching Ai Si was left at the very back; she looked sorrowful, tightened her collar, gripped the giant blade in her hand, and remained vigilant of her surroundings, beginning to count down to her own failure.

She was already waiting for the trial to end.

However, the Inspector was not completely empty-handed; she was also collecting those interesting secrets; at least this could be considered her biggest harvest in this trial.

When four secrets sounded in the field, she knew she only had one teammate left; she had been wondering if the one who remained cautious until the end would be that 【Death】 Shenxuan, but the next second, the fog gave her the answer.

And... more than one.

Simultaneously with the secret on the theme of "burial," another sentence sounded:

"ta seems to have lost a segment of memory; interesting, why would even ta lose memory?"

Memory?

Watching Ai Si was stunned; if even the secret in the deepest part of a person's heart was related to memory, then who could this person be?

The answer seemed obvious, but the question was, why were there 6 secrets?

She hadn't died, so who was the extra one...!?

Although the mink fur was very warm and the 【War】 believer was not afraid of the severe cold, Watching Ai Si still felt a chill all over her body at this moment.

This trial far exceeded her imagination: role-playing, body doubles, Messengers, and even the extra 7th person... this helpless Inspector only felt her head buzzing; the only thing she could do was grip the giant blade in her hand and pray for the trial to end safely.

And while Watching Ai Si was praying silently, the wind and snow in the fog became even more violent.