Chapter 10 Another Chosen One Dies

The onlooking Chosen Ones had originally thought that Shen Wei would suddenly die, but contrary to their wishes, Shen Wei was still alive and kicking after walking out of their encirclement.

"Was this kid favored by the goddess of luck? He's too lucky..."

"Grab that kid, he definitely knows the secret about the drinks..."

"Don't let him run..."

"Little brother, don't go, tell me what you know, and I'll exchange it for items of equal value..."

No matter how eloquent the people behind him were, Shen Wei didn't slow down and quickly disappeared into the mist.

Seeing that there were only a few dozen seconds left, the owner of the food stall was about to close up shop. The remaining Chosen Ones couldn't care less, they just grabbed a bottle of drink at random, tilted their heads back, and chugged it down.

However, almost over 90% of them died in bizarre ways. Only a few lucky ones chose the right drink and rushed into the fog.

The closing time arrived quickly. The owner of the food stall didn't dawdle at all. With lightning speed, he packed up his stall, turned around, and left.

Several powerful Chosen Ones who wanted to buy by force were cut in half by the owner of the food stall with a single slash. Blood and internal organs spilled all over the ground, completely shocking the remaining people.

In the end, only a small portion of the Chosen Ones didn't buy a drink! Some were filled with regret, only hating themselves for not buying a drink sooner. Others held onto a glimmer of hope, believing that the reason they couldn't get out of this strange place might be because the owner of the food stall was playing tricks. It was all to sell his stall's almost-certainly-deadly drinks, and it was all a trap set by the rules.

But they were wrong, dead wrong! Not long after the owner of the food stall disappeared into the mist, a strange laughter suddenly echoed. Then, a clown with heavy oil paint on his face and a sinister smile, walked out with a blood-stained broadsword.

Not only that, the roar of machinery sounded again in the mist.

"That's the sound of a chainsaw..."

One of the Chosen Ones said with a trembling voice.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a chainsaw-wielding teddy bear doll walked out of the mist along with the killer clown.

This strange killer clown and chainsaw teddy bear doll were like demons from hell. They killed anyone they saw, slashing at everyone they encountered.

The attacks launched by the Chosen Ones couldn't cause effective damage to these two monsters at all, and could only temporarily slow down their attacks.

Soon, more than half of the remaining Chosen Ones died tragically at the hands of the killer clown and the chainsaw teddy bear doll.

At the same time, the mechanical voice of the Rule Anomaly kept broadcasting, making Shen Wei's scalp tingle.

"Chosen One Mulande from A San Guo is dead, a mysterious virus will sweep through A San Guo..."

"Chosen One Yilaike from Wo Guo is dead, a large-scale volcanic eruption will occur within Wo Guo..."

"Chosen One Saigao from Ya Bang Guo is dead, grain production within Ya Bang Guo will decrease by 50% for the entire year..."

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Shen Wei walked through the hazy fog, heading towards the tall buildings that loomed in the distance.

"Kid, how did you guess that the yellow drink was the correct drink to remove mental pollution and restore mental cognition? Don't tell me you guessed it..."

The Evil God's Right Hand asked Shen Wei with some confusion.

Shen Wei gently shook his head: "It wasn't a guess. After seeing the various ways the previous Chosen Ones died, I guessed that the color each Chosen One had to choose was different. But as for why this was happening, I suspect it was because the source of pollution causing them to be polluted was different. Only by drinking a specific drink can a specific pollution be resolved, which is why some people died tragically after drinking the same drink as others..."

"But what exactly is causing them to be polluted differently? The answer is actually very simple, that is, the last project each of them experienced. For example, if two people last experienced the Pirate Ship project, then they would correspond to a certain color of drink or food. Only a drink of that specific color can remove their pollution..."

The Evil God's Right Hand was silent for a moment, then said: "But even so, how do you tell which color drink or which packaged food you should drink or eat?"

"My idea is to judge based on the safe and dangerous colors in the last project. For example, from the events we experienced in the haunted house, the yellow light in the lounge is actually safe, and the red light is dangerous... so we should drink the safe yellow drink, drinking other colors will definitely kill you..."

A hint of shock appeared in the Evil God's Right Hand's tone:

"So, in order to verify which color drink, red or yellow, wouldn't kill you after drinking it, you asked me to do a death simulation..."

Shen Wei nodded slightly: "That's right, at the time I couldn't determine whether the rules would go the other way, so I simply verified it first, but two of the Chosen Ones played the same project, but after they drank the same color drink, one of them died directly, so I guessed there was another possibility, that is, after someone drank a drink that represented a safe color, the other Chosen One had to drink a bottle of a dangerous color in order to remove the pollution..."

The Evil God's Right Hand thought for a moment and then said, "You mean, if we came out of the haunted house at the same time, and you drank the yellow drink that represents safety, then I can't choose the same drink as you, and I must choose a drink with a dangerous color to remove the pollution..."

"That's right, but that's just my guess. We should be the only ones who escaped from the haunted house. As long as we drink the yellow drink that represents safety, we can remove the pollution and find the way out. But there is still a third possibility, that is, there are two different sources of pollution in the last project they experienced..."

Shen Wei walked through the fog and soon approached the public restroom.

"Ouch, what's that! Almost tripped me..."

Shen Wei staggered forward a few steps before steadying himself.

The Evil God's Right Hand used the red eye pattern on the palm of its hand to look at the ground through the fog.

"Kid, that looks like a corpse!"

Hearing this, Shen Wei walked towards the corpse. He squatted down to check the identity and fatal wounds of the corpse.

"Isn't this the first Chosen One who chose the correct drink and walked into the mist? Why did he die before reaching the public restroom? The fatal wound is in the heart, his heart is gone, it seems like something pierced through his chest and took his heart..."

After hearing Shen Wei's careful analysis, the Evil God's Right Hand suddenly became vigilant: "There are other unknown dangers hidden around here, be careful..."

"Other dangers? What could it be?..."