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As a spy, he could only send three messages in his own camp's channel under the guise of a mysterious person.

He had to convey all the information he wanted to express with a few carefully chosen words.

And at that moment—

Messages suddenly appeared in the squad's chat channel.

"The spy has revealed your location, will arrive soon."

"Move quickly, red pillars."

These two messages were sent by the enemy camp's spy; obviously, this spy didn't believe what he was saying, nor did he think that all his nine teammates would be killed at the start of the game.

He had to promptly inform his teammates to allow them to quickly leave the area and head to a safe place.

Chen Yi lifted his eyelids for a glance but didn't speak. He just tossed the burnt-out cigarette aside, lit another one, and tried to clear his mind as much as possible.

The feeling of drowsiness was getting stronger.

He had to keep his brain constantly working to fight this sleepiness, and by then, the cloth wrapped around his right leg was soaked with blood.

About 10 minutes passed.

10 players appeared belatedly on the street paved with green bricks and cautiously approached Chen Yi.

"Phew!"

Seeing this, Chen Yi let out a sigh of relief, tossed the cigarette butt aside, and braced himself for the final battle. He was in luck, the God of Fortune had favored him.

10 people, not one less.

What he feared most was the spy escaping.

That would spell disaster.

He hardly had the energy to scour the map for that unknown location.

"Are they really all dead?"

These 10 people walked up to Chen Yi and the first thing they saw was the nine corpses at Chen Yi's feet and the dozen or so cigarette butts. They stood there, somewhat shocked and wary, not speaking a word.

With these nine corpses present, there was no doubt about Chen Yi's identity.

He definitely was the spy.

Anyone other than a spy wouldn't have killed all nine of his teammates, although a warlord might have the motive to do so, but a warlord couldn't appear in their squad channel as a mysterious person.

"Stab them each once."

These people didn't immediately respond to Chen Yi but instead avoided him deliberately. After ensuring that they stabbed each of the bodies on the ground several times, they felt relieved and turned their attention to Chen Yi.
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"All 10 of us are here; how do you plan to find out which one of us is the spy and the warlord?"

"Interrogation?"

They had been worried that these corpses were feigning death and would suddenly attack as they approached, but after all were stabbed, they were reassured: they were indeed dead, deader than dead.

"No need."

Chen Yi, leaning against the wall, weakly lifted his eyelids and pointed toward the entrance of the yard: "Inside this yard, there is an effect of absolute darkness."

"Once inside, you can't see or hear anything."

"Stay inside for ten minutes, and a game will begin."

"Each person will receive a word, but the spy and the warlord will have different words from the others. Everyone will need to describe the word they received with short sentences, and through this method, we'll filter out who the spy and the warlord are."

"That's how I was exposed just now."

"As long as everyone goes in, take about seven or eight steps and then wait patiently for the game to begin, we will quickly filter out who the spy and the warlord are."

"Oh?"

One of the 10, a bearded man with narrowed eyes, stayed silent for a long time before speaking: "So there's such a trap. No wonder you killed 9 enemy players at the start. It seems like it was a desperate choice after your identity was exposed."

Finally, after a brief discussion, the 10 people didn't linger and stepped into the yard one by one.

When Chen Yi saw that all 10 had entered the yard, the constant worry in his heart finally settled.

He could feel his condition deteriorating.

He lit another cigarette, and about four or five seconds after the last person entered the yard, he pressed the glowing cigarette end against the flesh between his thumb and forefinger to keep himself sufficiently alert.

Afterward, Chen Yi, blood-stained, shuffled his legs and slowly entered the yard with a dagger in hand.

Prop activated.

The absolutely dark yard became as clear as daylight in Chen Yi's eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he walked directly toward the nearest person. Under the cover of darkness, this person had no chance to react, no premonition of what was to come, and life swiftly faded from him as he fell into a pool of blood.

After dealing with this person, Chen Yi did not relax. He moved toward another nearby person.

His thinking was simple.

To find out who among the 10 was the spy and the warlord was not easy; interrogation was ludicrous, as anyone who knew revealing themselves meant death, would not speak.

And who would do the interrogating?

Any other method would consume a lot of time.

What he lacked the most was time.

The simplest and most efficient method was to start killing from the first person until both the warlord and the spy were dead. The mission objective would naturally be completed, and he could leave the map in the shortest time possible.

As for collateral damage to teammates, he could no longer afford to care.

The reason he concocted such a reason to lure these people into the yard was because only there, with the prop he had just obtained, could he kill them in this place.

And he couldn't allow the spy to think it was a no-win situation; otherwise, the spy would just run away, leaving him dumbfounded. No matter what the method, he had to lure them in first.

If the scenario were different.

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Forget about 1v10, even 1v1 would be tough for him given his current physical state.

Within just a few minutes, four players had already fallen in the darkness.

However, the mission target was still not completed.

This meant that there was at least one spy or boss still alive, perhaps even both.

Chen Yi had anticipated this outcome and was not at all discouraged; instead, he raised his dagger and continued towards another person in the dark.

...

"Puchi!"

The eighth player fell.

Chen Yi, already staggering, stared calmly at the slowly fading life in the player's eyes and patiently waited for what would happen if the mission target was not completed upon this player's death.

There would be a problem then.

The usage limit for Dark Vision Prop had been reached.

This was his last time.

Without the Dark Vision Prop, it would be difficult for him to find the remaining two players in the courtyard.

When the player at his feet breathed his last, and Chen Yi had still not heard the prompt, he let out a sigh and looked up, taking advantage of the last few seconds of the Dark Vision Prop's effect.

He quickly looked towards the other two players.

At this moment, these two players had accidentally encountered the bodies on the ground and realized something was amiss; with frightened expressions, they clung to the walls, wildly waving their daggers through the air.

These were his final seconds of light.

He had to make a quick decision between the two on whom to kill first; if he made the wrong choice again, and the remaining player managed to grope their way to the courtyard entrance and escape, he wouldn't have the strength to pursue them. Death seemed almost certain then.

He memorized the positions of the two players.

Both were sticking to a corner of the wall, waving their daggers through the air, with no apparent intention to move anytime soon—a good sign for him.

At least the spy was likely dead; the one still alive was probably the boss.

If it were the spy, they would have already fled through the wall by now. Although he wasn't sure about the boss's ability, it probably wasn't wall-passing.

After memorizing their positions, Chen Yi didn't linger and walked straight to the courtyard wall to activate the spy's wall-passing ability for the second time, leaving his original spot and standing on the cobblestone street.

Immediately after.

Following the imprint in his mind.

He walked along the courtyard wall to one side, stopped at a spot, and stared at the courtyard wall in front of him, slowly raising the dagger in his hand.

The two surviving players.

One was the slightly leading bearded man, the other a young girl.

Although the psychology student had died, Chen Yi found the young man's words quite reasonable; whoever stepped up to take control at this time was most likely not of a good identity.

Only with enough information obtained from one's own identity perspective would one dare to take control.

He chose to gamble that the slightly leading bearded man was the remaining boss player.

If he guessed right, he could leave the map immediately; if wrong, he would have to go through the trouble of killing the remaining girl too.

He took a deep breath and activated his spy's wall-passing ability for the last time.

The wall, once solid, now seemed to flow like liquid, and Chen Yi, without any hesitation, aimed his dagger at the spot in his memory and stabbed straight through!

"Tear!"

He felt the resistance of the blade piercing flesh!

The position was correct.

In the abdomen.

The neck was too small a target, and he didn't aim there; the margin of error was too low, while the abdomen allowed for a much higher margin of error.

And the next second.

He suddenly felt a slightly rough hand grab his wrist tightly, preventing the dagger from stabbing any further!

"Puchi!"

Chen Yi didn't bother with his right hand but kept stabbing wildly with the dagger in his left hand through the wall.

Once, twice, three times.

He didn't know how many times he stabbed.

When he felt he could barely exert any more strength in his thrusts,

a prompt finally sounded in his ear.

'Ding, it has been detected that all players from one faction and all boss players are dead.'

'The remaining surviving players will leave the map and receive map rewards and view map evaluations.'

'Number of surviving players 2: Chen Yi, Li Xiali.'

As the prompt ended,

a flash of white light suddenly passed in front of Chen Yi's eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already in the familiar rented room in his neighborhood.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Chen Yi slightly arched his eyebrows and looked at the reward panel, his lips unconsciously curling into a smile.

No matter the process, he had made it out alive.

And the rewards were quite generous.

Of course, the most important thing now was to heal his injuries first.

Fortunately, injuries weren't a big deal once he was out of the map, as he possessed several Props for treating injuries. Diseases like leukemia were incurable, but superficial wounds were still very treatable.

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