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I said to myself, no matter what kind of planning I go through, I will get out alive.

"Great, Beth Fernley, Helena is saved!"

Marta found me excitedly: "Guess what we found in the utility room on the first floor?"

"What?" I looked at her blankly.

Marta slowly told me about their discovery: "A place called Hall of Illusions, there are a lot of things in it, and you can redeem them with points!"

"integral?"

"I also just learned that if you can escape successfully in each game, you can get points! That is to say, we have points before, but no one knows, so no one has used them!"

"In the Hall of Illusions, there is a thing called 'Redemption Ticket', which can save lost survivors from the penalty of losing the game. With this thing, you don't have to worry about losing too much and accidentally dying .”

"...It sounds good." I said slowly, "But how many points do I need to redeem?"

Marta was silent.

I don't need Marta to tell me that the points required to redeem the death coupon are extremely high, and it can only be used once.

The Hall of Illusions that Marta thought was only discovered today may not be unknown.Because at least until I found out, the mirror in the storage room on the first floor was still not covered.

Has anyone used the redemption coupon?I don't know, but I don't.Because this is actually not a good choice.

If you want to successfully leave the manor, points are very important.Points are not easy to come by, so I will never spend them lightly.

In just a short moment, many thoughts had already passed through my mind, but Marta didn't notice it, and said: "Even if it is very expensive, it is still a last resort to save life. I think many people are moved." , just don’t have enough points.”

"Are Helena's points enough?" I thought of something and asked.

Marta shook her head: "We made up for what was not enough."

"Then Marta, don't you think your points are not enough?"

"It doesn't matter," she smiled. "I think my ability to survive is not bad, and I will earn points back sooner or later."

Looking at the smile on Marta's face, I thought about it, but didn't say anything.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been in the upper-class society full of calculations for a long time, and I’m used to weighing things up. Before doing something, I think about what benefits I can gain and what I might lose before deciding whether to do it.At this point, I will never be able to compare with Marta who treats people with sincerity.

Marta is really a good partner and teammate.If you can play the same game with her, you will definitely feel safe.

Speaking of which, it's time to release the next game information.

"I heard that Marta wanted to own a plane of her own, so she came to the manor. I really want to see Marta fly a plane in the sky." Marta and I announced the list of games every time. Walk to the restaurant on the first floor.

Marta felt a little embarrassed: "Well..."

"Actually, I'm also a little curious about what it would be like to fly in the sky—other than sitting on a carnival chair and flying into the sky." I said casually, "Every time I see a plane flying in the sky, I feel amazing."

"If I can go out and successfully own my own plane, maybe I can take you to the sky?" Marta said with a smile.

"What are you talking about? God?"

We were walking to the stairs when Emily came over, looking at our expressions a little strangely: "Is it the one I thought... God?"

In Odiris Manor, "God" doesn't seem to be a nice word.

We quickly explained: "No, we're talking about Marta flying the plane, not the carnival chair..."

"So that's how it is." The lady doctor couldn't laugh or cry, "I misunderstood."

"Did you go to see the playlist too, Emily?"

"Well, my rest time is almost over, maybe I will be in this game."

Marta suddenly remembered something: "I remember that Emma's game time seems to be not much different from yours?"

Emily also thought of this incident, and was a little worried: "Let's go and see the list first."

When we got to the restaurant, there was already one person there.long table

There is a piece of paper with several names written on it.

Emma Woods saw us coming and handed us the paper.

I took a look, the survivors in this game are me, Miss Gardener, the doctor, and——

"Kreacher Pearson."

The lady doctor frowned: "Why is there him?"

"Mr. Philanthropist probably doesn't know about his being on the game list, do you want to inform him?" Emma hesitated and asked.

Emily said: "Let him come down and watch by himself, anyway, it will be meal time in a while." Her voice was a little cold.

I vaguely heard that there were some lawsuits between these few people, and it was not easy to intervene at this time, so I took Marta away and made up for the game experience temporarily.

Marta has rich experience in escaping and gave me a lot of ideas. After this game of survival knowledge, I also feel that my confidence has greatly increased-until this game started, I saw the cameras placed in the field Before.

It's been several games since I've encountered that photographer.The regulator's games are randomly assigned, and the game venue for each round is also temporarily drawn. Even so, my unlucky experience still casts a shadow on the Red Church.Fortunately, this time it is the Sacred Heart Hospital.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself next to the cabin.There was a cipher machine in the cabin, and the antenna was blinking, but I just took a look and ran away.The cabin is recognized as the easiest place to bump into the regulators at the beginning. Anyone who dares to repair the machine here at the beginning is either a rookie or an expert.

I think I'm pretty good at deciphering the cipher machine, but my ability to escape is really bad, so I absolutely dare not repair that cipher machine at this time.

There are ruins next to the cabin.

There are also antennas of cipher machines protruding from the ruins, and there are even two... I still let go of the one near the cabin and ran directly to the one farther away.

There is already a person repairing the machine, and it is the last person on the previous list-Kreacher Pearson.

He claims to be a philanthropist, but he has a street style. He wears a worn flat-brimmed hat and sideburns—to be honest, no gentleman in my knowledge would dress himself like this.

I walked over: "Need help, Mr. Kreacher?"

He didn't stop working, and he took a look at me during the deciphering process: "Ah, thank you... Kreacher, Kreacher will finish deciphering soon..." He seemed a little nervous, stammering, and at the same time couldn't bear it. I took a glance not far away.

I followed his gaze and saw a familiar figure: "Emma?"

I saw Miss Gardener crouching there under the statue in the distance, not knowing what she was doing.

I was about to walk over to have a look, but was stopped by the philanthropist. As soon as I turned around, he quickly let go of my sleeve: "Hurry up, let's go! Miss Beth Fenley, there is still a password in the hospital." Machine, deciphering is important."

Listening to what he said, I suddenly understood: "Emma is tearing down the chair?"

If there is anyone on this estate who is least afraid of the carnival chair, it is undoubtedly Miss Gardener.Not only was she not afraid when she saw the carnival chair, she was even excited—I don’t know where her obsession came from, but she not only knew how to dismantle it, but also enjoyed it quite a bit.

If it's just this, it's a good thing. After all, without the carnival chair, the supervisor will have no tools to imprison and eliminate survivors, but... this will also directly anger the supervisor.

More importantly, the information that the carnival chair was destroyed will be known to the regulators immediately, and the angry regulators will inevitably follow the information to catch up.

I paused for a moment, caught in a dilemma.It is definitely too late to stop Emma now, but if I turn around and run now, I will definitely leave a bad impression on Pearson, so I asked him in a panic: "What should I do, Mr. Pearson?"

The philanthropist said: "Please leave first, Kreacher will protect Miss Woods!"

"Maybe we can cooperate to quickly repair this cipher machine... If there are many people, we can cover each other..." I said hesitantly.

The philanthropist was silent for a moment: "...Thank you, thank you!"

"It's nothing. In this kind of game, if the survivors keep fighting on their own, they don't have much chance of winning." I said.

But he was still stubborn: "No, no need, Pearson will protect Miss Woods! It will definitely work!"

Spending time here is not an option, I couldn't convince him, so I had to leave: "I will finish deciphering the other cipher machines as soon as possible, Mr. Pearson, please ensure the safety of Emma and yourself."

"Thank you, Miss Beth Fenley! Kreacher will never let anything happen to Miss Woods no matter what!"

I listened, but didn't feel at ease at all.He had no choice but to repeatedly ask him to be careful before leaving with a heavy heart.

It was too unsafe to stay outside, I deeply felt so, so I simply ran into the hospital in the middle of the site and found a cipher machine on the second floor.

Carefully avoiding several large holes in the floor on the second floor of the hospital, when he came to the cipher machine, he heard a scream.

I glanced at it, it was a philanthropist.I wasn't too surprised and continued to decipher.

Moments later, Pierson fell to the ground.

I stared at the red silhouette in my sight, the photographer stayed on the carnival chair for a while, and then left suddenly.At this time, there was a "click" sound of taking pictures.

I was shocked, and subconsciously recalled the last time in Hujing Village, it seemed to be a similar scene, Helena was tied to a chair, and then I fell to the ground while repairing the machine.

In order not to repeat the same mistakes, I directly gave up the cipher machine in my hand and ran downstairs.

When I got out of the hospital, I hesitated for a while, seeing that there was no one around the philanthropist, I simply went to rescue him.Thinking this way, he ran all the way to the philanthropist, only to see Pearson sitting on the carnival chair and struggling crazily, his clothes were torn by thorns, and blood was oozing from his body, which can be said to be quite miserable.

He was quite eager to survive, and when he saw me, his eyes suddenly burst into an astonishing brilliance. I hurriedly motioned him to be quiet, and then went over to loosen the shackles on him.

"Thank you, you saved Kreacher!"

"You're welcome, let's get out of here quickly, the supervisor may be back soon!"

Clinker, he hesitated after hearing this: "No...Kreacher is going to find Miss Woods!"

"Just now, Wu, Miss Woods led the supervisor away! Miss Woods is in danger, I'm going to protect her!"

I was startled, actually it was Emma who lured the supervisor away?However, I don't think Miss Gardener is strong enough to survive under the photographer's hands for such a long time without being attacked.A bad premonition suddenly rose in my heart: "How did Emma lure him away?"

The philanthropist carefully avoided my sight: "Big, probably... dismantling the chair..."

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