Boom!
The ground in front of her feet was shattered by the figure descending from the sky, yet not a single flying fragment landed on her body.
She didn't retreat, watching the figure now standing right before her.
—That face was exactly the nose-ring man!
But clearly, it couldn't possibly be him. The face gradually twisted, transformed, and reassembled, slowly morphing into that pink mask.
When the roller coaster reached its peak speed, Lu Ce had used his fastest possible speed to forcibly swap positions with the nose-ring man!
The reason he had nailed himself to the seat with spikes was partly to make everyone believe he had securely fastened himself to the chair.
Then, by forcibly removing the other's nose ring—that most distinctive feature—he made his subsequent position swap much more convenient.
From the very moment Xie Antong first looked at this nose-ring man, Lu Ce had already set his sights on him, preparing for this positional exchange.
Assuming the other's appearance, being identified by [Amusement Park] as the primary target.
Thus, turning the carefully chosen breakthrough point into the killing god that was "Sin."
Thud.
A figure landed on the ground.
Only then did Xie Antong notice that Lu Ce was holding someone in his hand, casually tossing the clearly severely injured person onto the ground.
This person had no other visible wounds, but there was a terrifying depression in their chest.
It looked like they had been struck heavily by some powerful mechanism, completely shattering all the bones in that area.
Apparently, this was another contestant who couldn't withstand a single punch from Lu Ce, resulting in chest collapse.
"Time was limited, and these sneaky bastards were really difficult to catch."
"Only managed to grab this one."
Lu Ce sneered, wiping blood off himself while looking at the person on the ground.
"How unusual." Xie Antong glanced at the [Amusement Park] faction player on the ground. "Someone actually survived after Sin made a move."
Just then, painful coughing sounds from behind interrupted their conversation.
Wordweaver-White had already released the nose-ring man, removing the restraints and taking the now sieve-like man down from the chair.
While such injuries would mean nothing on "Sin," looking at this person's condition, he seemed genuinely close to death.
Chanting some spells while administering potions, the seemingly dying nose-ring man gradually began breathing again.
"Th... thank you."
The nose-ring man struggled painfully on the ground, his first words upon regaining mobility being gratitude directed at Lu Ce.
Though he'd been turned into a sieve, he knew that in mid-air, there had definitely been more than one presence locking onto his aura!
Sin's clever positional swap had essentially saved him.
Sun carefully examined the situation nearby, and after figuring out the whole sequence of events, his entire being experienced pupil-trembling shock!
Wait... are you telling me that Sin's actions just now were actually saving someone?!
"Truly incomprehensible that someone like Sin would actually reach out to save another?"
Seeing that no tourists had been casualties after this roller coaster ride, Xie Antong spoke with sarcasm.
"That makes sense too, since we don't know the rules anyway."
Before Lu Ce could speak, Miss Yu suddenly spoke up, her face pale with fright, making her sudden interjection somewhat surprising.
"What if the final rule is that if even one tourist dies, we automatically lose?"
Her words provided a new perspective, immediately making another girl nearby tense up.
"It usually wouldn't be that strict," Wordweaver-White said from the side. "While that's a possibility... you're probably just worried about your own safety and laying groundwork in advance, aren't you?"
As if realizing her little scheme had been exposed, Miss Yu blinked and chose to remain silent.
"The reason for saving him is simple—I certainly can't let certain clever schemers achieve their goals so easily."
The pink mask displayed an extremely malicious expression as it laughed, staring directly at Xie Antong.
"It seems your plan has failed. This roller coaster round should be our victory."
"Oh? Is that so." Xie Antong neither confirmed nor denied, her gaze shifting to the seemingly dying nose-ring man not far away.
"You're thanking him? What's there to thank? How do you know what would happen if you fell into our hands?"
"Maybe your outcome would be better than it is now."
The nose-ring man wrinkled his nose, thinking to himself that falling into their hands would mean certain death!
But just then, Xie Antong frowned, her eyes becoming somewhat unfocused as she looked at Lu Ce before her.
His right hand was rising at an extremely slow pace, then gradually came to rest on her shoulder.
"Heh heh heh heh..."
"You don't know, do you?"
Xie Antong felt immediate relief, thinking to herself that he had indeed figured it out.
Their previous ambiguous conversation about wins and losses had essentially been Lu Ce verifying information.
Now things were getting interesting—she didn't know the game's rules either.
And that hand on her shoulder was slowly moving upward, clearly about to grasp Blank's neck.
The voice that had previously mentioned game protection for tour guides didn't appear!
This indicated it wasn't a passive rule-based protection, but purely depended on "some entity's" very subjective actions.
Xie Antong was forced to lift her chin, her face slightly flushed as if from breathing difficulties.
"Heh ha ha ha! So that's how it is." Suddenly, the pink mask burst into mad laughter.
As he spoke, he turned to survey everyone present, looking at each person in turn.
"This garbage game you're playing is so boring."
"Let's play something interesting."
With that, he placed both hands on Xie Antong's shoulders, and the two instantly began spinning at high speed like a black whirlwind.
[The game has protective measures for tour guides.]
Finally, that voice appeared again in the air, a glow enveloping the swirling dust.
But within the rotating sandstorm, Xie Antong didn't feel any harm—she only felt warmly enveloped, everything spinning around her.
A faint voice reached her ears.
"Don't worry about what we're doing."
"Think about what 'It' wants."