"How did you not die?" Moonwinder looked at Thain expectantly.
Not dying once may be coincident, but not dying twice; there must be a secret to it!
On this thought, Moone regretted: she should have been more firmly in investing.
"I also wonder, why wouldn't I die?" Thain also wanted to find out the reason for this.
"You don't look too glad?" Culenmais found it strange.
Escaped from the fiend, shouldn't one be exhilarated?
Thain gave a reluctant smile: "Of course, I'm overjoyed."
The players didn't press on this matter; they asked Thain what he met inside.
Didn't want to make things complex; Thain omitted the fact of running toward the fiend to ask for death; he only told them the fiend left after killing two players.
"Was it because of enough killing?" A man in glasses wondered.
"Possible, logic thinking, even if we ran to the yard, the fiend could also follow us, but it didn't chase us. It may just killed a few people on a whim."
"Are we like the ant in front of the gate? It suddenly felt like cleaning the ground so it swept off the ant?"
The players joined in for an intense discussion.
Thain didn't take part in it. This discussion has no meaning.
The fiends in this horror world aren't those fiends in the horror game; they don't have any specific rules to follow or weaknesses, and they are overwhelmingly strong. Basically, there isn't any way to fight them.
Thain came back to the living room, laid on the sofa, wondered why the fiend didn't kill him.
The fiends in this horror world aren't those fiends in the horror game; they don't have any specific rules to follow or weaknesses, and they are overwhelmingly strong. Basically, there isn't any way to fight them.
Thain came back to the living room, laid on the sofa, wondered why the fiend didn't kill him.
There must be something strange.
But however he thought, even carefully comparing the 5 dead players and himself, he couldn't find the answer.
Except a bit good-looking, there was nothing different between him and those five.
Hold on, maybe that wasn't the outlook that different, but the action?
Those five all wanted to flee, so they died, and he didn't, so he lived?
Thain eureka.
Got it. Next time, I'll flee too!
Thought this through, Thain calmed down, ate the rest biscuits, then got to his room and slept.
The third morning, he finished breakfast, asked the butler for 2 books, then read them in the bedroom.
This world is entirely different from his own; Thain pondered the idea of memorizing one book then publishing it when he got back.
In the end, he gave up. It won't be enough to finish reading this book today. He was going to get himself killed tonight.
Tired after a reading while, he looked out of the window, relaxing his eyes.
The remaining 4 players passed by outside from time to time. They were trying hard to investigate.
Thain watched them, feeling like watching himself in the previous worlds, radiating sympathy.
At lunchtime, the four players were trading info, with Thain listening in a bit, they had a hunch the servants must know something, but they couldn't digged out any clue.
Considering the Reid's power, they didn't try the hard way.
Thain finished his lunch, stood up, and left.
He checked them before leaving: they all have bloodshot eyes and unkempt hair. It was no wonder: they lost half of the men in just two days; the pressure was heavy on them.
Once again, it reminded Thain himself of the previous worlds, and he exhaled a deep breath.
Taking a short while after Thain left, Moone also put down her forks to leave the table.
She got in front of Thain's door, knocking it.
He opened the door and raised his brows, seeing that it was her.
Before he could talk, Moone walked in, closed the door, then reached her arms around Thain's neck.
She leaned her face in his.
Thain pushed her head down: "What's with you? What do you want?"
"What do you say I want to do?" Moone stressed a particular verb.
"Just spill the bean." Thain wouldn't give in her way.
Although having a girl jump is an exciting deed, I would surrender my life tonight anyway. It won't hurt to let it loose a bit, but this deed would cause too much ecstasy. In case it ruins my enlightenment, better not catch a dime and lose ten dollars.
If his determination to get himself killed are shaken because of this deed, he would fall back to that endless state of fear and suffering, he would lose his euphoria forever.
Short-term ecstasy isn't worth it.
More importantly, he hasn't found a girlfriend yet, giving his first time for such a girl as Moonwinder, he felt it would be his loss.
He got a little bit of a mind clean freak trait.
Moone looked at Thain with dreamy eyes: "You looked so cool walking out unharmed last night."
"Speak human language." Thain caught her moving-with-improper-intention hands.
Sensing his steel will, Moone stopped her acting.
She said: "I want to survive, at any cost."
Thain looked at her the way he'd look a moron: had I anyway to survive, wouldn't I be hell-bent on trying to be finished off?
Moone bit her lips: "No matter how hard you want to experience, I'll cooperate!"
Thain signed in resignation, he sat in the chair: "Actually, I didn't tell you guys one detail, after you escaped the living room, the fiend didn't leave."
Moone got excited listening: Thain was going to spill his secret.
Thain continued: "Back then, I went in front of the fiend, the laid down."
"So this fiend doesn't kill those who don't struggle?"
Thain shook his head: "To my knowledge, even if that fiend doesn't kill the laid one, it would kill him eventually. Just like you play with the insects in the garden, you'll prefer catching those vigorous ones than weakened ones. But once those jumping insects died, you'd lay your hand on the sick ones."
Stopping a sec, he continued: "Also, you may have a change of heart, don't like playing with healthy ones, play with the disabled ones first.
This was all his experience in previous worlds. But, unfortunately, the horror world's fiends don't kill with logical order.
Moonwinder doubted: "According to you, wouldn't it be higher chance to die running to the fiend? With the fragile insects getting close to me on their own, even if my focus wasn't on their first hand, I'd still pick them up."
She licked her lips, cast Thain a seducing look: "Anyhow, I 'played' with healthy one, it doesn't bad to 'try' a little weak one, who knows he might bring even more ecstasy."
Thain automatically filtered her trashtalking.
He ground his teeth: "Not bad, usually, when I even handed myself over, it should have killed me, but it just pushed me aside! What a psycho fiend!"
"Huh?" Moone surprised, "Hold a sec, so you laid there to die, not to survive?"
"Fiends are too OP, there's no chance to win, instead of dying in fear, make it a little swift death." Thain answered.
Moone was stupefied at Thain resolute.
Got out of Thain's room; she was lost in thought.
If it was someone who experienced the extreme terror that decided to die, Moone wouldn't doubt it. But Thain has been so calm since the beginning, he may be the most powerful in mental strength amongst all the players. So why would he want to die?
She didn't know, Thain already experienced 6 worlds of despair.
She couldn't find the answer. But she got an idea, knocking on a female player's door.
Forfeit resisting will let you survive, will it not? Maybe she can test a bit.
Using other people.
Outside, the yellow sun slowly set. In the front yard, the apple tree's shadow grew longer.
Night had fallen.