Su Bai was facing the mirror in the bathroom. He kept splashing water at his face. He needed to calm down, he really needed to calm down, he must calm down.
Deep in his heart, restless thoughts and impulses were still breaching the line of defense of his rationality.
Su Bai did not want to die. He really did not want to die, but he had no way to control that urge in his heart.
The regulations and restrictions of this story world,
the three people who voted continuously during the last two rounds,
the scene where he might die by those rubbish votes,
every scene,
Every frame...
kept triggering Su Bai's mental state.
Just like what Su Bai did that time when the monk set him up and even brought him to protect the fox. There were times he was jittery, he felt suffering if this continued on; this made him too depressed.
He would decide to...
Flip the table!
