Du Shangjing nervously watched the blood-red names suspended in the void, with each name disappearing making everyone’s heart tighten, until... Yu Hanzhou.
His name suddenly vanished like snow meeting the scorching sun, silently dissolved into thin mist, merging into the void.
This meant that Yu Hanzhou was dead.
"Teacher Yu is dead?"
"How... could it be..."
"How could it... Li Mu was also in the first group, and there was that strange newcomer, how could something happen to Mr. Yu..."
Yu Hanzhou had good relations with others, even in a place like Fog Gathering, there were many who mourned for him. Du Shangjing’s heart also trembled, another familiar person was gone, and even he inevitably felt a surge of despair.
At this moment, two names suddenly fluctuated, and the void rippled with blood-red mist like a wave.
Everyone’s expressions shook, yet they found it hard to believe, it should be... only the second day, right? Which group was back?
The figures in the mist quickly revealed themselves.
It was unexpectedly Zhou Li, and Yu Wenxuan!
Du Shangjing could hardly believe it, he firmly remembered the tasks of all three groups, among them, the task for the second group, Zhou Li’s group, was also a survival mission, two people, surviving... for seven days!
But... they returned on just the second day?
What on earth happened?
Many thought the same as Du Shangjing, but seeing the appearance of the two who walked out, everyone was taken aback.
Yu Wenxuan was still squinting, smiling as he greeted everyone, "We’re back."
But Zhou Li’s condition was much worse.
His left arm had completely disappeared... blurred flesh and white bones were just exposed outside like that.
However, Zhou Li’s expression was not too pained, no... it should be said, he didn’t have the time to feel pain.
After stepping out of the mist, Zhou Li’s gaze was fixed on Yu Wenxuan, the usually calm eyes now filled with complex emotions.
Suspicion, anger, confusion, fear, vigilance...
Zhou Li’s attitude towards Yu Wenxuan naturally aroused everyone’s suspicion, Du Shangjing was the most qualified person in Fog Gathering at the moment, he didn’t hesitate, stepping forward, and asked:
"Welcome back, have you... ended the survival mission early?"
Yu Wenxuan nodded with a smile, saying nothing.
Zhou Li’s arm quickly recovered under the entanglement of the mist, the limb lost in the past world was also rapidly regenerating, he just opened his mouth, but suddenly found Yu Wenxuan was looking at him.
Though the physical pain finally disappeared, Zhou Li’s expression was not relaxed at all, this prideful individual for the first time was somewhat afraid to meet another’s eyes.
However, Zhou Li was still Zhou Li, although filled with negative impressions of Yu Wenxuan at the moment, he was not so afraid that he couldn’t speak.
Moments later, Zhou Li’s arm was fully restored, he raised his head, looking at everyone gathered around, and said:
"Do you still remember... the decryption for the second group."
Du Shangjing spoke up, "Never turned to bones in the mire, from where does the guest come."
But immediately, his expression changed, he looked at Yu Wenxuan with an indescribable gaze, and said, "We returned to November 21, 2009, Feng City, Yunlai Town, staying in a mansion shared by thirteen people."
"Later, I learned that someone in that household had just died, the day we arrived was the seventh day after death."
Everyone, hearing this, looked at each other in dismay, combining with the decryption, it seemed that on the seventh day after death, an uninvited guest arrived...
"But... I didn’t expect, this person!" Zhou Li suddenly pointed at Yu Wenxuan, his expression still filled with disbelief.
"He actually killed all thirteen people in the Liu Family Mansion overnight! Then set a fire, burning down the entire Liu Family cleanly!"
The crowd was in an uproar, their complexions turned pale with astonishment.
Du Shangjing felt a chill in his heart as he turned to look at Yu Wenxuan, who still stood with squinting eyes and had no change in his expression, as if the person Zhou Li just mentioned wasn’t him.
"Tell me, why did you do this!" Zhou Li shouted angrily, society today is one of law and order, and even in Fog Gathering, most people’s long-formed sense of social order still existed, the bottom line as a human existed too, Zhou Li was such a person.
Faced with his questioning, Yu Wenxuan’s expression remained unchanged, still responding kindly:
"The decryption says, never turned to bones in the mire, from where does the guest come. The word guest refers to either you or me, or that ghost, since a guest, there must be a place for them to go, just destroy their destination, and naturally, they won’t come."
Yu Wenxuan’s explanation was simple, each word fell clearly into everyone’s ears.
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As long as the destination no longer existed, it wouldn’t arrive, and the task would naturally end?
And to achieve this goal, Yu Wenxuan took the approach of killing all thirteen people in the Liu Family, then setting the mansion ablaze...
Everyone suddenly felt cold all over, involuntarily shivering.
What a bizarre mindset, what terrifying means, what a frightening... person.
"Enough! They are people! Living, breathing people! You’re a murderer! Everything you’ve done is against the law!" Zhou Li pointed at Yu Wenxuan’s nose, shouting curses.
His emotions were intense, almost no one had seen Zhou Li before, it was evident that what Yu Wenxuan did indeed had a big impact on him.
Yet, facing Zhou Li’s angry curses, Yu Wenxuan seemed unbothered, his hair slightly obscuring his gaze as he smiled and asked:
"Are they really people?"
Yu Wenxuan’s abrupt question left everyone stunned.
Then, he continued, "I believe I’m not the only one who’s investigated the things that happened in Fog Gathering, if these events truly existed, why can no trace of them be found in reality? The same city, the same place, yet nothing. The people, ghosts, matters in Fog Gathering all vanished without a trace, just disappeared?"
"Mr. Du, you’ve seen a lot, please tell me, where did they go? Did we truly go back to the real world’s past through Fog Gathering?"
Yu Wenxuan’s voice echoed in the darkened Fog Gathering.
Every face showed contemplative expressions, including the emotionally intense Zhou Li.
"Not at all... they were never people, they were merely eerie fragments cut from a certain time and space by Fog Gathering. It’s just a game, a game of humans against ghosts, win, and there’s no reward, lose, and you die, that’s it, right."
Yu Wenxuan’s words seemed to break through something, some displayed thoughtful expressions on their faces.
Yet, a few people’s gazes towards Yu Wenxuan varied.
Appreciation, disdain, interest, indifference...
Yu Wenxuan smiled, squinting at the speechless Zhou Li: "So, I saved you, Mr. Zhou."