Atlas looked at the person across from him. It was a woman with straight black hair and an ordinary appearance. She was looking back at him with serious eyes.
The voice continued its explanation and told them the rules of the game. A round ended when one person took a bite of the food on the table. Every round, one person had the choice to either keep the dish in front of them or take their opponent's dish instead. Once they made their choice, they had to take a bite.
From there, if they survived, the game would continue, and if they died, the game would end and the winner would move on to the next round.
Right, the game didn't end when one person took the poison. It only ended when one person died.
'In other words, I am completely fine.'
He didn't have to worry in the slightest.
[Perfect Adaptability] was more than just a trait that cooled his emotions, after all.
