As Wordweaver-White's voice sounded, everyone immediately fell silent, even Sun temporarily extinguished the flames on his body.
It seemed like they were worried, concerned about affecting his performance.
Both "Blanks" turned around simultaneously, scrutinizing Wordweaver-White with examining gazes, seemingly curious about what answer he could provide.
For a moment, the scene became inexplicably quiet as everyone began staring at Wordweaver-White in the center.
"Tsk, this whole situation," Sun couldn't help but speak up, "feels kind of like those two monkeys going to see the Buddha."
"Can you actually do this or not? And which brother did you contact earlier anyway?"
Naturally, no one paid attention to his mood-killing comments.
Everyone watched as Wordweaver-White closed his eyes tightly, as if meditating on something, while sweat began appearing on his forehead. Within moments, he was practically sweating profusely.
Who knew what kind of strain he was currently experiencing—it clearly wasn't easy for him.
"Hey brother, are you constipated or something? Maybe find a bathroom first?" Sun grew impatient watching him drag things out.
As his voice sounded this time, it seemed to trigger some switch—Wordweaver-White's eyes snapped open suddenly, the abruptness startling everyone around them.
"Cough cough cough!......"
After opening his eyes, he first coughed violently, then Wordweaver-White frowned deeply, his already profound eye sockets looking even stranger, appearing quite puzzled.
"Emmmm......"
After hesitating for a good while, he looked at the two Blanks before him, pointed at one of them, and said:
"Then I'll follow this one."
"Wait, hold on, let me confirm something first." Sun beside him truly couldn't hold back anymore.
"You struggled for so long just to give me this? What did your fortune-telling actually reveal?"
"Weren't you supposed to determine who's stronger? What did you figure out? Who's who?"
Wordweaver-White frowned deeply and slowly replied:
"It's hard for me to explain. The answer I received was a feeling, very vague, something that can't be put into words."
"This feeling is too strange... but anyway, I choose to follow this one. What you choose has nothing to do with me—I haven't given any suggestions."
Wordweaver-White spoke to himself as he quietly walked toward that Blank.
Everyone was somewhat dumbfounded. They had been counting on him to distinguish between them, but it ended so anticlimactically.
However, after giving it some thought, Sun surprisingly didn't erupt angrily this time but quietly followed Wordweaver-White toward this Blank.
"Can I ask something?" The woman with efficient attire spoke up now.
"In your mind, who do you think you've chosen?"
Wordweaver-White:......
"I chose the person I believe to be stronger."
Stronger?
Everyone was instantly shocked!
Doesn't that mean you want to choose "Sin"? Have you lost your mind too!
The remaining people felt somewhat uncertain. After Wordweaver's calculations, everything seemed to have returned to square one, as if nothing had happened at all.
Still no clues. According to Wordweaver's implication, he actually wanted to choose "Sin," but this clearly didn't make logical sense.
"Sister, let's choose the other one," Miss Yu spoke up. Her eyes had been wandering between the two Blanks for quite some time before she finally tugged at the tough woman beside her and whispered.
"What? What's your plan?" the woman asked curiously.
"I think it's better to go on the merry-go-round. This amusement park's rapid ride looks too dangerous," Miss Yu murmured softly.
The other woman:......
So you're purely following game instincts? How reckless.
Eventually, the game had to continue. The remaining visitors spontaneously chose sides, resulting in a perfectly standard split—three people in each group.
Wordweaver-White, Sun, and the man with the nose ring chose one side, while the two women and the black man chose the other.
Such an even distribution surprised everyone. On paper, this meant half the people had already taken the wrong path.
"Good luck to you," the tough woman waved at the people on this side before the two groups went their separate ways toward different games.
The real Xie Antong walked quietly along the road, her mind already wandering far away.
She was still thinking about what Lu Ce had said to her earlier.
—"What does It want?"
"Who is It? The Divine Envoy?" Xie Antong wondered silently.
Besides this interpretation, there probably wasn't another choice.
"Then the meaning of this sentence is......"
"Don't focus on what we need to do, but think about what It wants, because these kinds of games always have a purpose."
"Like in the previous game, the Chosen of Despair—It wanted people's despair, so It constantly psychologically tortured and destroyed players."
"Now, assuming there's similarly a Divine Envoy manipulating everything in this game, It must also have Its own purpose. There's something It wants in this game."
"Therefore, what It wants is the key to breaking the situation! The only way to discover this game's true rules."
"And to know what It wants, we need to see... who It is!"
Xie Antong briefly reviewed this game and, comparing it to the previous one, quickly understood what Lu Ce had been trying to express earlier.
Moreover, this idea had high certainty. After all, from Lu Ce's previous active attacks against her to touching her shoulder, he was clearly testing the forces at work in this game.
That protective force acting on her wasn't just some rigid rule—it had some subjectivity to it.
At the same time, she also knew that Lu Ce probably didn't care about specific rules at all. His goal was likely very clear.
—He still wanted to take action against the Divine Envoy in this game!
And from his sudden restlessness and shift to independent action just now...
He had already begun wanting to make his move!
As she thought this, beneath her helmet, Xie Antong's lips slowly curved upward, her eyes flashing with mocking pity.
No matter what being was behind this game...
What a pity. From the moment Lu Ce entered this game, everything had already stepped onto another strange track, beyond any entity's control!
As for choosing me as this tour guide?
Xie Antong's gaze gradually sharpened.
You chose well...