He said, "I think so. She's the most cowardly person among those who are still alive."
The youth's hand, which was gripping the black cloth tightly, turned white. He could not imagine the situation on their side.
However, the despair that emanated from the screams was very obvious.
It made one's scalp tingle.
Sadness flooded through him as he said: "I don't know if we'll survive until the end."
The middle-aged man looked at the fish's sharp teeth and did not speak.
Infected by the atmosphere of grief and despair, the young man became even more despondent.
He said, "I'm getting hungrier and hungrier. I'm not even salivating anymore."
The middle-aged man pursed his dry lips and looked up at the sky.
It still looked dark and eerie, but this was also the freedom that they could not reach.
"Hubby."
In a trance, his wife's smile seemed to appear in the air. He instinctively raised his hand.
His body abruptly slid downwards.
"Sir!!"
The middle-aged man suddenly grabbed the black cloth and glanced downwards.
The big fish guardian beast opened its mouth wide, waiting for him to fall into its mouth.
Sticky saliva dripped from its fat fish lips. Without food, it became even more irritable.
Its smooth body twisted and jumped in the water, biting off the black cloth that had been torn into strips.
Yet, it did not give up and continued jumping up and down.
It was determined to eat the food.
Sir, what happened to you just now? You almost scared me to death."
The middle-aged man subconsciously wanted to rub his eyes, but he remembered that he could not free his hands now, so he blinked hard in an attempt to make his dry eyes moist.
He said, "Maybe I was too hungry and hallucinated."
The youth said dejectedly, "I can't take it anymore."
He looked down and said, "I can't hold on anymore. These ten minutes are too slow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the river and the big fish on the ground disappeared.
The youth hurriedly said, "We made it through. Sir, let's go down quickly."
The two of them slid off the black cloth and landed on their knees.
The young man rested on the ground with mixed feelings, "It feels so good to be on solid ground."
Both of their arms were trembling uncontrollably. They must have used too much strength just now and needed some time to recover.
The middle-aged man said, "I can't hear anything now."
The youth was stunned. He realized what he was referring to and said, "The guardian beast has disappeared. Naturally, there's no sound."
He took a deep breath and said again, "I wonder how the two of them are doing? Did they survive?"
The middle-aged man said, "Even if they did, they won't live for long. The game will continue, and the guardian beast will appear again."
The youth suddenly turned around and lay on the ground.
He did not utter a word but tears soon drenched the floor.
He was very sad. He was sad for the injured and the dead, and he was also sad for his own fate.
More than six hours had passed.
He felt conflicted. He hoped that time would pass faster, but he also hoped that time would pass slowly.
This was because he was not sure if he could survive when faced with the guardian beast next time.
In just six hours, six or seven people had died.
He really hoped that the short-haired girl's group was still surviving.
But if they were still alive, just like what the middle-aged man had said, how long could they last with severely injured bodies?
The middle-aged man patted his head gently, "Young man, this is something that we must experience. In this situation of life and death, it is normal that deaths will occur."
The young man's voice was hoarse as he replied, "I understand, but I'm just sad and dejected."