"Countdown 30 seconds!"
"29!"
"28!"
...
Chu Ge's heart pounded like a drum as he listened to the indifferent female voice.
Death by elimination meant falling into the deep sea.
What would escaping from death look like?
Please don't let it be a drop straight to Earth's core!
The more Chu Ge thought about it, the more he trembled with fear. He tried to adjust his emotions, but various terrifying guesses could not stop popping up in his mind.
Every second of the countdown seemed like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, closing in step by step.
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
Chu Ge felt dizzy along with the countdown, his body weightless, an extreme discomfort.
He didn't know how much time had passed—maybe a few seconds, or maybe a few minutes.
Suddenly, he felt himself hit the ground, the earth beneath him soft and muddy.
Instinctively, he opened his eyes.
