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Chapter 1293
They sat in silence, waiting for ten minutes when suddenly, the wall next to the control panel slid open,
revealing the world outside of Area Opaca.
“Please select a player to leave the room.”
Eleanor and Robin noticed the opened door and promptly moved towards it. Just as they were about to
step out, two red laser points targeted their
foreheads.
“Please return to the room if you have not chosen to leave, or you will be shot immediately.”
Eleanor’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled Robin back a step. The red points on their
foreheads disappeared in an instant.
“Looks like we’re being watched.”
Robin followed the direction from which the lasers had come, looking at the distant wall that was as
dazzling as a snow-covered mountain. It was too far to see where the surveillance was coming from,
but they knew they were under complete surveillance from the moment they stepped in.
“We should be careful with our words from now on.”
Eleanor nodded, and they both examined their surroundings while staying within the infrared lines. The
hallway outside was lined with neatly arranged rooms, all with similar interiors and marked with room
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Their room was number 9, and the room directly across, also number 9, had its door open too. The
man inside was looking at them in surprise.
“Why are there two of you?”
“We came together, Eleanor simply replied. Robin, on the other hand, gave the man a dismissive
glance and turned his gaze towards room 10, where an elegantly dressed middle-aged man stood with
his hands in his pockets, gazing at them.
For some reason, Robin had a bad feeling about this man. Perhaps it was the intimidating scars on his
face or his hawk-like eyes that gave off an ominous vibe. But what was more unsettling was the way he
was eyeing Eleanor. It was unclear whether he was leering or had some other motive, but his gaze was
unsettling enough to make Eleanor subconsciously lower her head.
However, just as she lowered her head, a tall and majestic figure suddenly appeared in front of her,
casting a large shadow under the bright light. Eleanor hid behind this shadow, avoiding the creepy gaze
of the middle-aged man.
Each player in the rooms was observing their surroundings and the people inside. Some chose to give
up and promptly left the room after hearing the instruction.
Most of the people who came here did not know the rules beforehand. They were either curious about
what Area Opaca was like or unwilling to gamble with their lives, so they chose to leave.
“Hey.”
The middle-aged man in room 10 suddenly called out to Robin and Eleanor.
“You’re so young, and you don’t look poor. Why are you risking your lives here?”
Robin, who was protecting Eleanor behind him, lifted his eyes and coldly stared at the man in room 10.
“Why are you staying here, then?”
The middle-aged man leaned against the door and casually replied.
“Cancer, beyond cure. I’m here to see if I can find a miracle.”
His casual words seemed to resonate with the man in room 9, who chimed in.
“I’m terminally ill too. I want to experience something exciting before I die.”
And so, a conversation began. People in the neighboring rooms started speaking up as well.
“I lost everything. I’m here for the huge prize money…”
“I love gambling. I can’t resist an exciting casino…”
“I’m on the run for murder. I might as well choose a more interesting way to die…”
“I’ve crossed a big shot. Ibe hunted down if I leave…”
So, the people who came here were either terminally ill thrill-seekers, desperate gamblers, or
murderers. Hardly anyone was there out of normal circumstances, except for Eleanor and Robin.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhile these people were chattering, the doors to the rooms closed again, presumably after the people
who chose to give up had left.
Behind the scenes, the people who had selected their invitees to abandon the game threw their cards
away in disappointment.
“What a waste. I lost before it even started.”
“Mr. Sextus, I told you to invite more people each round. It reduces the risks.”
“But it also increases the stakes. I don’t want to lose my stuff to you guys.”
“Mr. Sextus, you are just as cautious as ever.”
“Of course.”
As the two groups of men in black bickered, a woman’s voice suddenly rang out.
“Where’s Mr. Nine from Group 2?”
Everyone in both groups immediately stopped their banter and looked at the empty spot where Mr.
Nine from Group 2 was supposed to be.
At the same time, a note popped out of Eleanor’s control panel. It read, [Leave].
Eleanor furrowed her brows. Who wanted her to leave?
Robin seemed to sense something. He swiftly grabbed the note and stuffed it into his pocket. Just as
he did, a mechanical male voice resonated from the control panel behind the scenes.
“The surveillance in room 9 is suddenly blacked out. Who’s tampering with the system?!”