Chapter 220: Revenge?

Two days and three nights, at six times the flow of time, leave the player with only ten hours left.

When Mu Huixue said this, there was a silence at the long table.

Each of the twelve players here was a high-level player who had experienced countless Black Tower games and life and death trials. Even Qiao Zhi, the white old man who seemed to be in a disadvantageous position, had already cleared the fifth floor of the Black Tower and could not be underestimated.

The powerful strength of these players should be able to more accurately find the monsters hidden amongst the players, but it was also because of the powerful strength that caused all the players to hide from each other and be on guard. Until now, Tang Mo can't say that he knows the strength of everyone here. Everyone is hiding too well, which makes the game even more difficult.

The more you hide, the less you reveal.

The same goes for the Black Tower Monster.

Takao Yamamoto, an East Asian player, mused, "I don't have a pass in mind right now."

Practicing Yu Zheng looked straight at him, "You mean, if you don't think of it now, you will think of it later?"

Takao Yamamoto gave her a deep look, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a calm tone, "That method, I assume all the players here know about it."

Lena Chopphouse lets out an unspoken mocking laugh, and her companion Dond looks at Takao Yamamoto with a smile, while the Southeast Asian player, Abdullah, continues to keep his arms wrapped around his chest and stays out of the discussion. The old white man and the two American players frowned, seemingly offended by Takao Yamamoto's comment.

However, before they could open their mouths, Mu Huixue's smiling voice rang out, "There is something that I think we can consider. This is something that Fu Wenduo said." She turned her head to look at Fu Wenduo.

Mu Huixue smiled and continued, ''The two players who died on the second day, their corpses were so badly mutilated that it was impossible to confirm whether or not they fought fiercely with the murderer before they were born. As for Bai Ruoyao, who died yesterday, his body was recognizable as a struggle. Other than that, only Lena who died on the first day remains. "After a pause, she added, "I'm talking about Lena Chokoru."

Practicing Yu Zheng said, "There was no sign of struggle on Lena Chokoru."

Mu Huixue nodded, "Right, so privately, Fu Wenduo said two possibilities, which I think are very correct. First, the murderer was too strong, so Lena was unable to resist and was killed by the other party. Secondly, the other party was someone Lena was familiar with, or at least knew. That's why she didn't go on the defensive and was killed directly by the other party."

Although all players agreed to spend the day at the long table, where every word spoken would be heard by all. But in private, players could certainly find opportunities to communicate. The Tang Mo Six, for example, had a brief exchange between their six Chinese players. Mu Huixue knew of Fu Wenduo's speculation, and Tang Mo knew that none of their surviving five had been given the opportunity to go out at night for the past three days.

Takao Yamamoto nodded softly, "I agree with that speculation."

Mu Huixue added: "If it was just Lena Chokoru's death, I couldn't actually confirm which of these two speculations was more likely. But there were two deaths the next day, and one of them was also an American player, David Angus."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the blonde American player narrowed his eyes directly, "What do you mean."

Mu Huixue looked up at him, "I'm just saying that an American player died the next day as well."

Bale Fusco sneered, ''Returner Mu Huixue, you don't need to put on a show here, I think all of us here understand what you are trying to say. You are trying to tell us that the Lena who died on the first day was either killed by a powerful player in a single blow and was unable to fight back, or she met someone she knew. And the two people who died on the second day, they were two people, or two players who at a glance looked like they were physically very powerful. Trying to kill them at the same time, how difficult would that be, a more likely method would be to team up and kill one of them first, then backfire and kill their companion."

Andre faded, "Bale Fusco, you said it yourself on day three, you know David Angus."

Bale angrily slammed the table, ''Fuck, I'm just saying that I've heard of him, and I've probably learned about some of his supernatural intelligence from other people. Don't you Chinese players ever collect information, you know each other, don't you. You even have a cooperative relationship. It was you, Mu Huixue, who pulled the three players in that chair onto Noah's Ark."

Mu Huixue looked up, "So you're now admitting that you do know David Angus, not just heard of him?"

Bale is annoyed as hell, "You ......!"

"Enough is enough, it ends here. Mu Huixue, what are you trying to say?" Beside Bale, his companion John Blues interrupted, "We did know David, not quite teammates, but not enemies either. But we didn't kill him. As for Lena, we've heard of that guy, she's in the western part of the United States, we're all eastern players, and she's too far away to ever have contact with her."

Mu Huixue slowly looked up, "Did you kill Bai Ruoyao."

John frowned, "I said we didn't."

"I actually kinda hate this guy, but you guys probably don't know that I've known him for years. We're companions of the same organization, and we see each other very rarely, but anyway ...... " Mu Huixue bristled and looked up, at the same time, a black concealed weapon pierced the air with a whoosh and shot at John, "He's my companion! "

John sidesteps the weapon, and when he looks back, he realizes that it's a piece of the puppet.

Snap!

The red whip answered the call.

The Black Tower prohibits the use of props, so players can't use their weapons with their original props, but it doesn't affect their use. John probably didn't expect Mu Huixue to strike suddenly, he dodged this whip in a mess, but his speed wasn't fast enough, and he was still injured on the back of his hand.

Bale immediately drew a pistol and quickly shot at Mu Huixue.

The blonde man and the brown-haired man worked in tandem and tangled with Mu Huixue. The rest of the players remained in their seats, staring at their fight. The fight started suddenly, but didn't last long, only two rounds before Mu Huixue's whip was grabbed by Andre in one hand.

"Doesn't make sense." A dull voice rang out as Andre said, "They might not really be the ones who killed White."

Mu Huixue looked at her companion for a moment before she put away her whip.

From the moment she entered this castle, Mu Huixue had always acted very friendly, even in the face of Lena Chopphouse's provocation, she did not get angry. Everyone forgot that she was actually a Returner, and a Returner with tens of thousands of lives and two hundred and sixty thousand breaks on her hands.

The world of Returners, where killing players of the same game is the most common thing.

Returnees are not the same as Earth survivors.

Seeing Mu Huixue's performance, Lena Chopphouse's eyes lit up and she jumped at the chance.

Upon sitting down, Mu Huixue instantly changed her face as she laughed, "Sorry, just kidding. Guys, I didn't really think of any way to get through, did you?"

With just a simple strike, the other players were shocked. Everyone could see that Bale and John together probably wouldn't be able to kill Mu Huixue, this woman's strength was extremely terrifying.

At this time, a laughing voice rang out, "I understand now, you just made a move, not really wanting to avenge that so-called companion, but wanting to tell us that even if we ran into you at night, it would be impossible to kill you. Or ...... you want to threaten us, to the final moments of the game, do not take it easy on you?"

The speaker is European player Dond Saavik.

Mu Huixue leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the other party with a slight smile, "You guess."

Dond smiles wider.

A whole day, no joy.

Before leaving, Tang Mo stood behind Fu Wenduo and calmly said, "Although I don't think it makes sense to talk about it, I still have to ask again. May I ask, did any of the players admit that they were given the opportunity to go out last night and ran into my companion outside the door."

The castle is silent, and after a long moment, Lena Chopphouse says "Stupid" derisively and gets up to leave. One by one, the players then leave the lobby and head to their rooms on the second floor.

Tang Mo, that was a very pointless question to ask in the first place.

This game from the beginning to the present, and even the future, not a single player will ever admit to going out at night. This is because as soon as a player who goes out at the same time dies, they will be unconditionally suspected. At this point even if you are not a black tower monster, you will be boycotted and even killed by other players.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo returned to the room, and before they closed the door, they had a few quiet words with Mu Huixue. After synthesizing the strength of the five, Fu Wenduo said, "If it's you at night, practicing Yu Zheng, you don't go out. The others can go out and try."

As Bai Ruoyao predicted the day before, the player voted to restrict his powers today was Andre, not Tang Mo, which means Tang Mo can still use his powers.

Practicing Yu Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Will it affect the plan if I don't go out."

Tang Mo : "For the five of us here, the probability of no one going out for three consecutive days before is only 0.008. This probability is so low that it can be said that the five of us are very unlucky. The Black Tower won't let us not go out again, it's too unfair. If my projections are correct, tonight, one of us will definitely be able to go out, and tomorrow, too."

As night falls, the pendulum clock in the castle strikes heavily with a resounding sound.

A clear childish voice suddenly rang in Tang Mo's ears, "Dingdong! Gained the opportunity to go out once."

Tang Mo was shocked, he subconsciously looked up at Fu Wenduo on the opposite side of the bed, he could clearly hear Fu Wenduo still talking to himself, and in the next second, he even heard his own voice. The tone of voice, the use of words, and even the way of thinking, this "Tang Mo" was exactly the same as the real Tang Mo. He talked to Fu Wenduo for three minutes, but Fu Wenduo did not notice anything unusual.

Tang Mo s heart has a deeper understanding of the black tower, and he now seems to have become a transparent person, lifting the quilt and walking towards the door of the room. Then ...... went straight through the door panel.

The moment he passed through the door panel, the sound of the conversation in the door abruptly faded.

In the silent, dark corridor, the clock ticked and ticked, and the sound kept crashing between the walls of the castle, creating an echo. Tang Mo stood quietly in the center of the corridor, he looked around calmly and did not see a single person. He thought for a moment and turned towards the attic.

Clattering footsteps stomped up the stairs, one step at a time, to the third floor attic.

The moment Tang Mo's foot stepped on the top step, he suddenly drew his pistol and loaded it with a smooth movement, and with a flick of his wrist, the cold muzzle of the gun was pointed straight at the darkness next to the attic stairs.

In the dimly lit stairway, the dark-haired young man pointed his gun into the darkness without turning his head, not even looking, but as if he knew there was someone there. After a few seconds, a gray-haired figure stepped out of the darkness.

Qiao Zhi Ansoni didn't panic for a second as he calmly said, "So the one who can come out, is you."

Tang Mo didn't put away his hand|gun, "When did you get here and why are you here."

The old white man said, "My room is closest to the attic, and I'm only one step ahead of you."

Before the two could finish their words, there was another sound of footsteps, gently stepping onto the stairs. Tang Mo and Qiao Zhi turned in unison and looked towards the visitor. At the corner of the narrow staircase, a pair of gloomy eyes peeked out from the icy darkness, staring eerily at Tang Mo and Qiao Zhi Ansonyi, who were standing at the door of the attic.

The three look at each other, and after a few moments, Qiao Zhi says, "It looks like all three are here tonight. Me, Tang Mo, and ...... Abdullah."