Chapter 45 - 45: 45: This Girl is a Little Mischievous


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    Shen Mo’s gaze stiffened markedly.


    “How did you figure it out?” He asked.


    The rule didn’t borate on this at all.


    Bai Youwei offered a shallow smile and nced at Shen MO, “Don’t you realize it too? The Inspector for this game has been intentionally dodging rules rted to the frog.”


    Shen MO did not utter a word, which was akin to conceding.


    “yers get one minute to prepare, and the Inspector always counts down very methodically. Yet, we only have 20 seconds to find Jin Qiu. Don’t you find it odd, for such a crucial phase, they didn’t bother to time it?”


    As Bai Youwei spoke, a cool, lighthearted smile yed at the edges of her pink-tinged lips.


    “Not timing it could mean that there’s no time restriction. The Inspector presumes we’ll be eaten by the frog, so he sets a window of 20 seconds. In actuality, based on the speed at which the frog appears each time, the time to find Jin Qiu varies ordingly – that’s why you conceived the idea of killing the frog. As long as it’s dead, we’d have unlimited time, and we’ll eventually find Jin Qiu.”


    Shen MO shot her a deep look.


    She had correctly guessed most of what he was thinking.


    Previously, he thought she was just shrewd and clever but now…he found this girl slightly sinister.


    “Tell me about Zhang Hua.” Shen MO asked her, “What do you think he’s plotting?


    The yful light at the edges of Bai Youwei’s lips pulled back slightly. She pondered for a moment.


    “Zhang Hua… He probably realized it during the third round. The game needs bnce. Since the frog gets hungry, it should also get full. What would happen if it was fed a few more bugs? Zhang Hua wanted to experiment.”


    “Just for the sake of experimenting?” Shen MO chuckled dryly, “It’s all assumptions. Has he not considered the possibility of failure?”


    Bai Youwei looked at him seriously, “Actually, I think…his chances of sess are very high.”


    Shen MO arched an eyebrow, expressionless, but Bai Youwei saw his displeasure in his eyes.


    “As I said, the game requires bnce,” she exined calmly, “Not everyone is as daring and fearless as you. The game has to leave some room for others. For instance, the middle-aged businessman in thest Tortoise and Hare race. He didn’t run fast, wasn’t particrly intelligent, but he was ruthless enough. If he hadn’t been pushed beyond the finishing line against the rules, he would’ve likely cleared the game…”


    Shen Mo’s gaze turnedpletely frosty, “Ruthless…so, the game is trying to turn us into people like that?”


    Bai Youwei looked into his eyes, realizing her words had upset him and decided to fall silent.


    She didn’t want to anger him at this crucial moment.


    Jin Qiu ambled out from a corner, sweeping around the count heads.


    “The current game has failed, eight yers remaining. We now enter the fifth round of ‘The Frog’s Golden Ball.’ yers, please be ready! The one-minute countdown begins. 59, 58, 57…”


    Eight yers left.


    Bai Youwei, Shen MO, Tan Xiao, Mr. Cheng, Brother Hui, Monkey, Zhang Hua, and a middle-aged fat man, who had been hiding in his shell the whole time.


    The casualties were severe.


    With so few people remaining, how would they find the ball? Mr. Cheng remained unconscious, Zhang Hua was nowhere to be seen, and the cowardly fat man was even less likely to lend a hand. As for Bai Youwei, her disability made her movement virtually zero.


    The fewer the people, the harder it was to find the ball, and as for killing the frog…


    Battling a beast in the mud was extremely energy-consuming.


    Bai Youwei was right; he needed to rest the most right now.


    “Boss, what do we do now?” From a distance, Tan Xiao stared at him, wide-eyed.


    Unbeknownst to him, Shen MO had be the centerpiece of the group.


    Shen MO nced at Bai Youwei beside him, raised his arm to gesture and his face impassive, uttered two words:


    “Rest..”