They lived very peacefully.
Apart from Zhuo Ji, everyone was on guard against the danger that might come the next second. But day after day, the seven-day deadline drew nearer, and they encountered no more dangers.
Even the two who had gone out before returned safely.
They did not relax; on the contrary, they grew more nervous as time passed, because Nan Jiangzi had previously said that danger often occurred at the very end.
This malevolent game would treat them as veterans, toying with them before killing them.
With uneasy hearts, they welcomed the dawn of the seventh day. Su Dan Novel Network.
"We succeeded just like this?"
"There's still one hour and thirty-six minutes left."
"But the sky is already bright, look outside. The killing in the Samsara Inn instance stopped last night. We really succeeded!"
"But we didn't do anything."
"No, we survived."
"Didn't they say the Samsara Inn instance was S-class? Why did we pass so easily?"
"Who cares, as long as we passed! I survived again and again, hahaha!"
"Yeah, it's good that we survived."
"..."
Everyone was excited. Even Nan Jiangzi, who usually had little expression, showed a rare smile.
Only Song Yan was unhappy when he woke up, clinging to Zhuo Ji and refusing to come out.
Ding Xiang, packing her things, looked at them. "Haven't you two shown enough affection for six days? Hurry up and go."
Only then did the two walk on, hand in hand.
Upon returning to the lobby, the inn had reverted to its elegant and beautiful appearance.
The same waiter, exuding an eerie aura, approached with a stack of cards and handed them out one by one.
"Guest, please take your time."
"Guest, please take your time."
Everyone received their cards and stood at the entrance waiting for Zhuo Ji and Song Yan.
Zhuo Ji also took her card and was about to pull Song Yan out when he shook off her hand.
Zhuo Ji looked at him in disbelief. "What are you doing?"
After coming this far, what else did this little drama queen want to do?
Song Yan stepped back two paces, his expression dejected and disappointed, looking extremely pitiable. "I am not a player, I am a ghost."
"I know, just come out first."
"I cannot leave here. This is not the real me."
"I know!" Zhuo Ji became somewhat angry. "Come out quickly. Where is your body? We can look for it together. Chong Yan, come out!"
Song Yan raised his head slightly, surprise in his eyes, but more so sadness.
Surprised that this person knew everything yet still believed him and wanted to be with him; saddened that he could not leave this place.
"I cannot go."
He retreated backward again.
"Come out! Chong Yan!"
Zhuo Ji had already rushed forward to grab him.
Everything in front of them suddenly vanished, and the previous prompt sound echoed in the space.
[Samsara Inn instance ended. Surviving players, please leave the game world.]
[Samsara Inn instance ended. Surviving players, please leave... sizzle...]
"Chong Yan!"
Zhuo Ji gathered red light in her hand and attacked everywhere without any pattern. The sounds in the space were intermittent until they disappeared. The people behind were stunned.
Nan Jiangzi was the first to recover, rushing up to grab her hand, but recoiling instantly as if burned.
"He is not here. Calm down! I can help you find him!"
Zhuo Ji paused her movement to attack again, turned to look at him, and retracted the fireball in her hand.
[Samsara Inn instance is collapsing and entering unlimited repair status. Stranded players, please leave immediately!]
"There's no time. Let's get out first. My name is Nan Bei, coordinates North District 0416. Come find me!"
[Initiating expulsion program...]
It was as if the sky had fallen, or as if an invisible force was clearing everything. Before Zhuo Ji could ask or respond, the entire world shattered before them.
The next second, she suddenly opened her eyes.
"Hoo..."
[Host!]