“Yes.” Alden also suddenly appeared behind Feng Bujue at this time.

“Now that things have come to this, I might as well lay all my cards on the table,” Billy continued. “If you don’t cooperate, you’ll be poisoned, leading to your failure to clear the scenario. I know, for you interdimensional travelers, this isn’t a particularly painful price, but it’s still something you’d be extremely unwilling to see.”

“What about Rabbit?” Feng Bujue asked. “I shot your partner dead. Are you just going to let me off the hook like that?”

Billy said, “There’s no need to worry. You didn’t truly kill it. That gun is just an extension of my ability to control this space. The moment you pulled the trigger, I changed its nature. That bullet couldn’t kill Rabbit.”

“But it hurt a lot,” another voice added.

Feng Bujue turned his head in the direction of the voice. It was coming from the second cell.

Although Rabbit’s headless remains were still lying on the ground, its unique voice had already echoed in the darkness.

“Oh, I see…” Feng Bujue simply turned his chair around and put his feet up on the table, saying leisurely, “Let me think about it. You can also use this time to chat with me about things I’m interested in.”

“You don’t have much ti…” Billy started to say.

Feng Bujue shook his head with a smile. “Isn’t it you who don’t have much time left?” He took the opportunity to glance at the menu. “This toxin with ninety-two minutes on me wasn’t given to me by you, but rather a setting imposed by some ‘higher existence.’” He was clearly referring to the System. “In the face of ‘it,’ you’re nothing more than lives that can be wiped out with a single thought.”

“So what? The being you speak of is more law-abiding than the Lord of Time and wouldn’t do such a groundless thing,” Alden replied.

“I’m not implying that that being will obliterate you, but rather… even you can’t stop that being from obliterating me,” Feng Bujue said. “There’s at least one thing you can’t lie about. The three of you indeed only have three doses of the antidote.”

“That’s right. The fourth dose is in Fast’s hands,” Billy replied.

“Is this Fast… the warden here?” Feng Bujue asked.

“Yes.”

“Then you’re talking nonsense!” Feng Bujue directly exposed him. “How could you possibly know if he has the antidote? Did he actively come in and tell you?”

Billy was speechless. He really didn’t know if the fourth dose was in Fast’s hands. He had only said that to prompt Feng Bujue to eliminate the other party.

“However… you could say you made a reasonable guess, because the fourth dose is clearly not within this space, or it would have fallen into your hands long ago.” Feng Bujue changed the subject and asked, “By the way, when did the antidote appear on you?”

“Before you entered this space, we each obtained a dose of the antidote and learned about your situation, as well as the effect of the antidote,” Alden replied.

Feng Bujue thought to himself: They’re directly instilling relevant data into them… Also, the short ten seconds it takes for a script to generate for me seems to be a relatively long period for them. Without players, the calculation speed of these script worlds seems to be much faster…

“Let me sort through the whole thing from the beginning…” Feng Bujue stretched lazily in his chair. This moment of relaxation was a kind of ease he felt when sorting out his thoughts. “Before I entered this prison, you had already completed the space weaving and thought out the layout. Everything was ready. When I appeared, Billy communicated with me at the starting point using the broadcast.

"When I reached the fan-shaped room at the head of the corridor, you showed me a wonderful performance. This illusion was…” He stopped there and looked at Billy and Alden with a questioning gaze.

“I created it,” Rabbit replied from the second cell.

“Heh… good job.” Feng Bujue actually praised it. “Then, I entered the third corridor, encountered Alden, and then came to the end. Then I met Rabbit again and saw Billy in the cell. The three of you made a show of being mysterious, limiting my next route, and making it seem like this choice was something I came up with myself.

“Next, I came to the second corridor and encountered ***-173. The one who locked it up was…”

“Me,” Billy responded. “After you shattered it, I was also the one who made the antidote appear on the ground.”

“Hmm… it seems you can not only adjust the space but also arbitrarily move objects here,” Feng Bujue said. “There’s a question here. Why didn’t you kill 173 but instead locked it up?”

“Every time we kill one of these creatures, another one will be let in after twenty-four hours,” Billy replied. “And each time, the species that comes is different, and some of them are very terrifying.” That face of his, that voice, actually used the adjective “terrifying” in a very hurt tone. One could imagine… these penal creatures thrown into the cells were indeed very difficult to deal with. “That 173 is considered relatively easy to control, and the difficulty of containing it isn’t high. Locking it up is easier than killing it.”

“Yeah… One time, an old man who looked like a dried corpse came in. He could even use the ability to create inner space to perform short-distance plane jumps. Direct physical damage was basically useless against him. We were helpless when he hid in the dimensional hole. In the end, Billy could only create huge, complex, and randomly arranged architectural structures to trap him while we bypassed him to kill Fast,” Rabbit also added.

“Sounds like 106…” Feng Bujue muttered in a low voice, but he didn’t continue this topic. Instead, he continued his previous narration, “After I finished with the second corridor, I actually had considerable doubts about your set of arguments, but given the situation at the time, I didn’t want to risk causing a space-time paradox, nor did I want to expose my thoughts because of abnormal behavior. So I still followed your plan and entered the fourth corridor.”

Feng Bujue looked at Billy. “And you moved from the cell on this side to the fourth corridor, contacting me as if nothing had happened. That game looked difficult, but when I actually operated it, you made it easy for me to obtain the antidote.”

“Did my actions overdo it?” Billy asked.

“Actually, not so,” Feng Bujue said. “If you understood my character, you should understand that your actions are good for all of us.” He paused. “By the way, can you now clean up this gasoline and blood on me?”

Before the words even finished, Billy’s eyes showed a strange light, and Feng Bujue’s discomfort instantly disappeared, including the gasoline remaining on his skin, which evaporated completely.

“Thank you,” Feng Bujue said politely, thanking him, and then continued, “Your original plan was for me to discover the antidote and then die in the gasoline pool, consuming a badge, and then teleporting me to the head of the corridor, so that the difficulty and process of the game would seem more real. But what you didn’t expect was that I, who can’t swim at all, actually came out before the floor closed. So, my ‘catching’ you was a few minutes earlier than you expected.

“In order to match your set of time theory arguments, you had to temporarily lengthen the second half of the fourth corridor, making me spend a full eighteen minutes to reach the end.”

“And after you came to the end, you deliberately didn’t mention the word ‘antidote’ and pretended to be very anxious, leading me to reveal a flaw.” At this point, the lights in the second cell lit up, and Rabbit appeared in the cell intact, while the corpse on the ground had disappeared.

“There’s one more thing I need to confirm,” Feng Bujue said. “The reason for giving me the badge… was to prevent me from being killed by 173?”

Billy said, “Actually, as long as you didn’t die from ‘poisoning,’ we could revive you as many times as we wanted. But… in that case, you would question the nature of this game, and you would definitely delve into the reasons behind it.”

“So you visualized the ability to revive and limited the number, directly giving it to me,” Feng Bujue nodded lightly, placing his index finger below his lower lip and said, “Alright, I’ve basically figured everything out.” He took his feet off the table, sat up straight, and said, “I’m very sorry to say that your elaborate and thorough plan of inducement has failed, but… I can still help you.”

When the three prisoners heard these words, their bodies all paused. Their expressions weren’t very rich, but if they had human faces, they should all have a look of intense concentration.

“I have two conditions. If you can do them…” Feng Bujue raised two fingers. “You help me, and I’ll help you.”

“Conditions?” Alden repeated, seeming a bit surprised.

“Of course. Although I’m not exactly a law-abiding person, if I help you today, it’s equivalent to becoming an enemy of the Lord of Time,” Feng Bujue said with a serious face. “The amount of risk I take depends on how much I can get in return. If you don’t want to negotiate with me, I don’t care, but you have to think clearly. Whose situation will be more difficult to accept if we part ways?”

“Speak,” Billy said, clearly the one in charge among the three. He was both the strategist and the strongest. When it came to negotiating terms, he spoke firmly.

“The first condition.” Feng Bujue’s gaze swept across their faces and said, “Please tell me the truth. Why are the three of you, or rather… no offense meant, why are you three monsters locked up here? Also, what exactly is the Lord of Time?”

“Why do you want to inquire about these things?” Billy asked. “Our existence and past don’t have much significance to you interdimensional travelers, do they?”

“Then you should tell me these insignificant things even more,” Feng Bujue replied. “And be glad… that the first condition is so simple.”

Billy hesitated for about ten seconds. During this time, he also used some method Feng Bujue didn’t know to communicate with Rabbit and Alden a few times. Then he finally spoke, “The Lord of Time is one of the Four Pillar Gods. All orderly spatial-temporal territories are under his rule.”

“The Four Pillar Gods are?” Feng Bujue really liked to pry information from NPCs.

“[The Lord of Time] governs the River of Order, [The Lord of All Demons] dominates the Scorched Earth of Chaos, [The Nether King] leads the Undead Kingdom, and [The Truth Tribunal] adjudicates good and evil in the various realms,” Billy replied. “These words are spread throughout various worlds. Any slightly influential ghosts and demons know them.”

“Hmm… continue.” At this moment, Feng Bujue, like those higher-level ghosts and demons, had deeply engraved these four sentences in his mind…

Billy continued, “For a long time, the Four Pillar Gods have checked each other, maintaining balance and consciously avoiding disputes and conflicts between each other.

“War is something none of them want to see because none of them are confident in defeating another. If two gods go to war, the positions of the third and fourth parties are also unknown.

“This prison, although under the jurisdiction of the Lord of Time, is where the Truth Tribunal judges us.

“My core power is manipulating space, Alden is manipulating fear, and Rabbit is manipulating illusions. I and Alden were charged with the crime of ‘spreading chaos’ and imprisoned here. Rabbit is because of… something else.”

Hearing the other party pause unnaturally, Feng Bujue immediately pressed, “What is it?”

“Uh… he and his cousin were originally members of the jury, but they were convicted of contempt of court,” Billy replied.

“Then where’s your cousin? Locked up in another prison?” Feng Bujue asked again.

“They couldn’t catch my cousin at all in court,” Rabbit said.

“You’re saying… a rabbit actually escaped right under the noses of an organization called the ‘Truth Tribunal’?” Feng Bujue laughed.

Rabbit shrugged. “My cousin can escape from anywhere. He just needs to draw a big black hole on the wall and then crawl into it…”

“Ha… haha…” Feng Bujue twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a few dry laughs.

It was Billy who brought the topic back on track: “Before Fast, our warden was indeed Samodir. Before he defected from the Lord of Time, he released the three of us. It was also during that time that you and I met once.”

“Hmm… actually, it was only five or six days ago,” Feng Bujue replied.

“That’s for you…” Billy said, and then continued to narrate, “Samodir didn’t manage to escape for too long before he was caught by the Lord of Time. He quickly revealed our whereabouts to avoid his own death sentence. I heard that he was later exiled to Jaw Demon Island…

“And we were locked back up, the warden was changed to Fast, and our sentences were increased several times. Time in this cell is uncertain, longer than anywhere else. You may think we met five or six days ago, but for me, this nightmare of reincarnation in prison has lasted at least a year or longer.”

Feng Bujue digested the other party’s information, combined it with the matters of Ghost Shadow Maze City and Hunter Island, and found that the timing really matched. It was likely that the fake General Reynolds Ford encountered in the Hunter Island scenario was the one who drifted to Jaw Demon Island for unknown reasons and was taken in by Samodir, who was imprisoned there.

“Okay, it sounds like you’re not lying,” Feng Bujue licked his lips and began to state his second condition. “Then, my second condition is…” He patted his chest and pointed to the gun on the table, “After it’s done, I want to take the remaining two Contra Medals and the One-Hit Kill Handgun out of this space.”