Absolute Death Game

"We can start anytime, this way, please," said a staff member, leading the person away.

(Is this guy an idiot?) Xiao Buli lamented in his heart.

Liu Zijian scanned the crowd, "Anyone else want to drop out?"

No one spoke, and he nodded in satisfaction, "GOOD, now that you have truly recognized the uniqueness and importance of this game and have agreed to continue with the experiment, as military partners, you will receive an extra subsidy. Each of you will get a basic salary of one hundred thousand yuan per month.

Besides that, if you perform well enough, you'll get the chance to join the core organization."

"Is the core organization the Qilin Group?"

Of course not, the Qilin Group is just the core of Qilin Hall. Above Qilin Hall, there is an even higher-level team with hundreds of elite members, all well-trained and strong. If you perform well enough, you may join them and have the opportunity to go even further. I apologize, but I cannot reveal details about what is involved. However, it's definitely worth your choice."

"It wouldn't be the Dragon Group, would it?" asked someone who seemed to have read too many novels.

"Dragon Group?" Liu Zijian paused, then smiled slightly, "Close enough."

Although he didn't confirm, it spurred even more speculation.

"Considering recent events, the dungeon raiding team will be on standby for now. They'll log in to withdraw after the Demon Clan has left. Other members, head back to Nine Dragons City immediately. If Nine Dragons City can't hold, we'll retreat to other cities managed by our guild. Now, let's move out, GO! GO!

GO!"

Watching everyone get taken in by Liu Zijian's words, Zhang Yaoyang became anxious as they started to disperse, (How could things turn out this way! No, I can't let it end like this. If I don't make a move now, I might never get another chance.)

He took a deep breath and was about to step forward and say something when suddenly, a barely audible whisper that was clear enough to hear came to his ear: "Don't act rashly, I have a way to help you. Meet me at the usual place after dinner."

The voice sounded somewhat familiar. He looked around the room, and his gaze rested on Xiao Buli, who was looking back at him with a smirk, subtly nodding his head.

By the time Zhang Yaoyang hesitated for a moment, most people had already left. He sighed, knowing that the opportunity had passed, and now all he could do was wait until tonight.

As he left the rest area and walked to the dorms, Zhang Yaoyang felt as if he was walking on cotton, powerless. He pushed the door and entered his room, where everything looked so normal, hardly different from yesterday. The only change was his mood. Just yesterday, he was full of hope and spirit, but now, he just wanted to cry his eyes out.

He buried his face in his hands, his head hanging low, when suddenly a hand touched his shoulder, carrying a chill that the living do not possess. Zhang Yaoyang looked up and saw his sister, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Her Spiritual Body seemed more indistinct, a sign that her soul was dissipating.

Zhang Yaoyang knew she would gradually fade away before long, and the only thing that had been keeping him going would disappear. The touch of understanding and comfort in his sister's gaze did not calm him but only deepened his heartache.

Zhang Yaoyang suddenly made a decision. If there was no outcome from the meeting with Xiao Buli tonight, he would act alone. Even if he couldn't topple the company, he would at least take down the person responsible for his sister's death.

The afternoon passed quickly. After having dinner and as people left in twos and threes, not having to log in left many members of the team with nothing to do, taking it easy. However, when Zhang Yaoyang entered the washroom, he found it empty, which made him uneasy. This feeling was new; the washroom had always served as a sanctuary, a place that brought him peace. But this time, it felt different.

"Good evening, Leader Comrade," a voice appeared out of thin air as a figure materialized against the wall.

"So, you were here," Zhang Yaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you weren't coming." His tone was indifferent.

"It seems we really do think alike. I was actually worried you wouldn't show up," Xiao Buli said while walking over to the sink, turning on the faucet, and letting the water flow.

"If Leader Wu was already here, why hide?" he said without looking back, as a figure gradually became visible in the air; Wu Min'er had a look of surprise, "You knew I was here? How could you?"

Xiao Buli smiled and nodded, "Of course, it's because of the perfume scent on Leader Wu."
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Wu Min'er seemed puzzled, "I didn't spray any perfume..." She suddenly understood the jest in Xiao Buli's words and glared at him annoyedly.

Zhang Yaoyang coughed, "When will the others arrive?"

"There are no others," Xiao Buli shook his head, "Today, I only invited the two of you."

Zhang Yaoyang frowned, unsettled by Xiao Buli's words. He had always been the one to invite others here, and the feeling of being invited instead didn't sit well with him.