Chapter 91: Chapter 91: What Is a Perilous Situation? Beom In, the One Caught in the Middle

His foot suddenly caught on something, and even across the screen, Park Bu Seong was startled and instinctively dodged, nearly falling over.

When the other guy suddenly pulled out a gun, Park Bu Seong’s mind went completely blank for a second. The fear stripped him of basic judgment, and he instinctively chose to dodge.

But in reality, he and Lu Ce were still far apart—strictly speaking, he wasn’t even in the "school" space anymore.

No matter how powerful “Sin” was, it wasn’t likely he could shoot him across different dimensions.

But emotions aren’t rational. In that moment, Park Bu Seong couldn’t help but feel fear. Seeing that pale green mask, an alarm bell rang in his heart.

—As time passed, he no longer had the confidence he started with.

He glanced at Lu Ce with some unease and saw that pale green mask was still staring at him. He couldn’t help but ask the Game directly:

“Hey, does the game show where I’m looking from their point of view?”

【It doesn’t.】

“Click... then how the h*ll are they seeing me...”

There wasn’t much time to think it over. Park Bu Seong had to hurry and write his next restriction—there really wasn’t any time to waste. What should’ve been a sure-win round had now become a life-or-death gamble.

......

As for Xie Antong, the reason she could see was simple—she had thoroughly decoded the room over a long period of time and was overly familiar with it.

She knew exactly how much sand was in the gaps between each brick. If the airflow changed even slightly, she could sense it.

So, she had a general idea of where she was being watched from. Of course, this only applied to that room—outside of it, she’d be just as clueless.

As for Lu Ce, it was even simpler.

—Pure instinct.

Wrath just followed his gut.

Xie Antong stared at the spot in front of her that felt like it was being watched, and whispered into her earpiece:

“I’m guessing this guy’s about to start placing restrictions to force me out.”

“It might be hard to kill me while I’m in this room...”

Just as she was thinking that, Park Bu Seong’s update came through.

【Black Side player has cleared the fifth Campus Mystery. Now it’s White Side’s turn to set the fifth restriction.】

【——No member of the Black Side team may stay too long in a single Horror Mystery scene.】

Xie Antong: ......

“Sometimes things go so smoothly that I start to feel like I’m being played.”

Originally, her plan was to play along, figure out the opponent’s strategy, and use the overwhelming force of “Sin” to disrupt their thought process, keeping them moving under her control.

It was supposed to be a simple role-reversal game between hunter and prey—because she hated that feeling of someone pulling the strings from behind the scenes.

But now, it felt like too much. This wasn’t a hunter-prey dynamic anymore—it was a puppet and a spellcaster. The opponent’s strategy felt like a perfect reenactment of her own thoughts.

Now, they were basically at the final stage.

The decoding and mental games were more or less over. Honestly, Park Bu Seong wasn’t all that bright.

Of course, she had taken a neural-enhancing drug and was under the blessing of the All-Seeing Eye, so thinking he was dumb was only natural.

If everything went smoothly, whether they won or not now depended entirely on whether “Sin” had enough brute force.

And just then, Lu Ce’s slightly irritable voice came through.

“These restrictions… seem to be mostly aimed at you.”

“Weak opponents only pick soft targets...”

Xie Antong: ?

Yeah, she realized—under the Wrath Mask, emotional intelligence didn’t exist.

“So what’s the next level? Hurry up.”

“Don’t get yourself in danger before I clear this. If I lose because of you...”

His tone grew clearly threatening by the end, but somehow, Xie Antong—with her now-boosted intelligence—got the feeling he was just trying to scare her.

“I’m not in any danger. I’ve guided you and destabilized Park Bu Seong’s mental state. My part’s done. The one in danger now is you.”

Xie Antong found a chair, sat down, and crossed her legs.

“Actually, all the earlier setups just made it look like he was targeting me. But in reality, the danger was meant for you...”

Lu Ce paused at her words. Clearly, under the Wrath Mask’s simple thought patterns, he didn’t fully grasp what she meant.

“Let me ask you one thing. You absolutely believe in your own strength, right?” Xie Antong said seriously. “The next two Horror Mysteries might be a little... odd.”

“If you suddenly get thrown into a hellish situation completely unprepared, do you really think your combat power is enough?”

“Hell?” Xie Antong could tell his tone changed noticeably on the other end of the earpiece.

“I am hell!”

That one sentence nearly pushed the already-overclocked Wrath Mask into full-blown overload.

“OK, then just follow my lead.”

There was no time to waste. Xie Antong didn’t say another word. The gray “eye” drew a line through the air, flying toward Lu Ce’s location.

If “Sin” really couldn’t win the fight...

Then there was nothing she could do either.

On campus, a girl in 12-centimeter high heels with a girl-group aesthetic was talking to Park Bu Seong, discussing what he called “the most critical moment.”

Her name was Ye Ah, Park Bu Seong’s final teammate.

And at that moment, someone suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

“Oppa, I think I just saw someone.”

“Who?!” Park Bu Seong shouted, nerves taut.

“I think it’s... Beom In, our teammate,” Ye Ah replied hesitantly.

“Oh, teammate...” Park Bu Seong just started to relax—then his expression froze.

Didn’t he already exit the Game?!

“Wait, no—run! Get to the Horror Mystery Game location right now!”

“That’s not Beom In—it’s probably ‘Sin’! He’s got a mask that can change faces!”

The second she heard it was Sin, Ye Ah’s face went pale. She kicked off her heels and bolted like a track star.

“Hey, Ye Ah?!” Beom In finally spotted a teammate and smiled slightly—then realized she was running away. He took a few steps after her, but she ran even faster!

“Sigh.” He stopped in place, knowing full well what she must be thinking. Beom In stood there, utterly dejected.

“What’s wrong with this game?! Why won’t anyone even talk to me? What the h*ll is going on?!”

He shouted in frustration—

And suddenly felt a chill behind him.

A voice came from directly behind.

“What do you want to say?”

Beom In turned around—

The pale green mask filled his view...