Building 3, Old Four and Zhao Lei went in and then split up. At this point, although they were part of the same group, neither trusted the other. The best approach was for each to hide alone.
Old Four found a patient room on the 3rd floor to hunker down in. He didn't do anything, just waited quietly.
Zhao Lei found a room on the 6th floor of Building 2 to hunker down in. He also didn't move a muscle, happily playing the part of Voldemort, secretly watching the situation outside.
In Building 1, because Second Master Mei was there, the three were barely united. They quickly searched together and soon reached the 4th floor. They believed they would soon be able to sweep the whole building.
In one room, Gao Ming said, "If we keep going like this, they may not start tearing each other apart."
Su Mo grinned and said, "It's normal. In this situation, no one will actively make the first move, otherwise it's easy to get ganged up on by others."
"Then what should we do?"
Su Mo stood up with a shining cold long knife in his hand. The moonlight shining on it made it look especially icy.
"It's time for me to go on stage. Watch things here, I'm going to go add some fuel to their fire," said Su Mo as he walked out of the room toward Building 2, dressed all in black with an anonymous mask.
On the 6th floor of Building 2, Zhao Lei was hiding in Room 601, peeking out with half his face, secretly watching everything outside.
He was thinking: "A bunch of bastards, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you're all just waiting to see what happens. Let's see who has more patience.
In this ghost place, even the windows are sealed. Looks like no one is getting out. In the end, probably only one person at most will survive, and that person can only be me."
Suddenly, he heard footsteps, very light, but in the silence of the building he heard them clearly.
"Could it be Old Four? Possible, that guy is the dumbest, he'd be most likely to make the first move."
Then he pressed against the door, highly focused. He had to make sure that if someone came, he would take the initiative and gain the upper hand.
The footsteps grew nearer and nearer, time seemed to pass especially slowly, a few seconds felt like centuries to Zhao Lei.
Finally, through the crack in the door, he saw a shining cold long knife appear. "Damn!"
Before he could curse about where the knife came from, Su Mo kicked the door open with tremendous force, kicking Zhao Lei flying directly.
Then, before Zhao Lei could stand up, Su Mo took a big step forward and swung the knife down hard.
The flashing knife light looked like iron. Blood sprayed as Zhao Lei's arm was directly chopped off. "Ahhhhh!"
Zhao Lei's inhuman screams echoed through the silent hospital, heard loud and clear in Buildings 1 and 3.
After chopping down with the knife, Su Mo's eyes turned red, his expression became deranged, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha!"
Then he muttered to himself in a low voice: "It's been so long since I've hacked someone up like this, what a thrill!"
Then he raised the long knife again and brought it down hard on the continuously rolling and screaming Zhao Lei's neck. Blood spurted like a fountain, the moonlight flickering.
Su Mo's madness intensified, he held up the head and walked out into the hallway, then directly threw it down from the 6th floor.
The head made a muffled thud on the ground, then rolled a few times before stopping its movement.
Having said this, Su Mo then turned and went to the 3rd floor. As he walked he slowly took off his clothes, very slowly, relishing it.
Then he walked to a room door on the 3rd floor and threw his clothes and long knife there.
His emotionless eyes under the mask glanced at this room, then he turned and left.
At this time, inside, Old Four was scared witless. He didn't dare go to the door, he could only cower in the corner trembling.
He didn't even know who the enemy was, he only heard Zhao Lei's screams, then heard footsteps coming toward him.
A few minutes later, Old Four sneaked to the door, then saw the knife and clothes on the ground.
He thought for a few seconds, then swiftly picked up the long knife, which gave him a sense of security. As for the clothes, he left them there.
In Building 3, Xu Guang and Big Head had already instinctively pulled apart when they heard Zhao Lei's screams.
Now the two looked together at the head on the ground floor, both with solemn expressions but different moods.
"Damn, I knew that bastard Old Four would make the first move."
Xu Guang also said, "Big Head, whatever I say now, you probably won't believe me.
So I'll just say it straight - this game, whether we want to play or not we have to keep playing now. Zhao Lei is already dead.
So let's work together for now. First take out the others. As for us, we'll duel in the end, and see who's got better luck."
Big Head looked at Xu Guang several meters away: "So what should we do now?"
"Let's go take out Old Four first. He's the best fighter out of all of us. And he just killed Zhao Lei, so we have to get rid of him first."
"Okay."
Then the two, each with their own ulterior motives, carefully went downstairs toward Building 2.
In the monitoring room, Gao Ming admired: "You really are amazing. With just a little effort you made the game interesting."
Su Mo coldly laughed: "That's just human nature, survival instinct.
At first, none of them knew what to do. Although they didn't trust each other in their hearts, no one would easily lose their head and make the first move, they just watched the situation.
But someone just needs to prod them a little, and everyone will be like a switched was flipped - they become paranoid, suspicious, brutal.
Now that Zhao Lei is dead, their first thought will be Old Four did it. Even if they think of us, it will just be a subconscious elimination.
That's human nature, an instinctive self protection in the face of danger that no one can avoid."
Big Head and Xu Guang, Big Head holding a rock and Xu Guang holding nothing, with a knife concealed on his back as his trump card.
After the two entered Building 2, they started searching room by room, moving very quietly and carefully.
At the same time, they both kept their distance from each other. That was the basis of their temporary cooperation - otherwise, forget cooperation, they'd be straight up fighting each other.
On the other side, Building 1, Second Master Mei stood in the 6th floor hallway. He could see everything happening in Building 2 clearly, but he didn't speak or move, just watched quietly.
Beside him, Li Siyu's corpse lay there silently, a big hole in his belly with intestines and blood spilled all over the floor.
As for Old Five, he had disappeared without a trace, also unknown where he went.

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orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"

Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...