"Of course. Those who play well can earn money too."
The teenager rested his arm on his knee and said, "I'm worried about the clues. We didn't get all the clues. I wonder if we can walk out of here."
The middle-aged man was also troubled by this question. He said, "I hope we can go out."
Even if they could not get out, they could not sit back and do nothing.
"Then let's not waste any more time. Let's try walking. We might end up going in the right direction."
The two of them stood up from the ground and suddenly heard a loud crash.
They looked down and saw that their pants had fallen off.
"…"
"Take it off. It's not cold in the game anyway."
The young man took off his pants and looked up. His expression froze and he started laughing.
"Sir, are all middle-aged men as interesting as you? Haha, you are actually wearing cartoon underwear, will I get to see a teddy bear on the other side?"
The middle-aged man looked at the drawing on his underwear and a gentle look appeared in his eyes.
He said helplessly, "My daughter chose this for me. What about you? Is that a pirate symbol?"
"No, these are guns from a game, 98k and AK."
The middle-aged man put his pants on his arm and said, "You youngsters really know how to play."
"Sir, I think your words contain two meanings."
The middle-aged man said, "You're right."
"Hahaha, you're so humorous."
In the eerie world of black cloth, a few jokes and humor could also lighten one's mood.
Every player was trying their best to adjust their mentality and find a way out.
They knew that they could only rely on themselves to survive.
...
The hour was neither fast nor slow.
The players stopped when they heard the judge's voice.
[Ding! Congratulations gamers, six hours have passed in the game. The spirit of your hard work to survive will be your lifetime wealth. For the remaining four hours, please do your best to get through the level. Good luck!]
Upon hearing this, the players had different expressions.
"What are you congratulating us for? So what if I live for ten hours? I'll still die if I can't find the exit."
"And you talk about survival spirit and a lifetime's wealth. I really want to curse."
Nancy tugged at Felicia's sleeve and nervously said, "Felicia, calm down. You can't scold the game."
Tiny beads of sweat gathered at the tip of the little girl's nose. Her small face was delicate, her eyes were moist, and her expression revealed worry.
Felicia smiled and said, "I'm just saying. I think as long as I don't use the word 'game' to scold it, it should be fine."
Nancy blinked her long eyelashes. "Is that so? Will it be alright if I don't make reference to the NPCs and other things in the game?"
Felicia was amused by her careful and cute expression.
She said, "I think it's fine. After all, cursing under such circumstances is the best way to vent your anger. Otherwise, the players will suffocate to death."
Nancy let out a sigh of relief and said softly, "I'm about to suffocate too."
Suddenly, a feeling of moist air entered her nose.
What followed closely was the sound of water splashing.
The black cloth fluttered, and they saw a huge stream of water rush over like a dam that had opened its gates.
Their expressions changed slightly. Felicia grabbed the girl who was still in a daze and ran away.
The young man and the middle-aged man's reactions were slightly slower, and they almost rolled into the flying black cloth.
The two of them held onto their pants and belts as they ran.
The youth said loudly, "How can the guardian beast be water? That's not even a beast!"
The middle-aged man had a lot of experience and thought about it. He said, "It's definitely not as simple as just water."