Lu Ce’s clearance pace was already maxed out, dazzling to the point of overwhelming. Now that the fight was finally over, during this moment of downtime, they could finally chat about other topics.

Xie Antong’s “Eye” had flown back again and was now circling in the air, preparing for the next round of guidance—heading toward the Music Classroom.

Lu Ce had also figured it out. A lot of this Seven Mysteries stuff was supernatural. If Confessions of the Disillusioned was highly effective against Spirit Forms, then this book might actually be more useful than a gun.

So he held the book in his hand, straightened his clothes, and looked quite scholarly—he even resembled a university professor.

The contrast in this image was strong enough that even Xie Antong, flying toward him, was momentarily speechless—totally at a loss for words.

The metal orb spun twice in the air, spotted Beom In in the Gymnasium looking like he had nothing left to live for, and asked:

“What’s this guy?”

“...A passerby. His life goal is probably just to stay alive,” Lu Ce replied.

“...Fine. Also, Park Bu Seong is probably designing a new Game Restriction over there. You cleared another Game Level, after all. Be extra careful.”

Watching Lu Ce’s figure gradually disappear from sight, Beom In finally let out a long sigh, collapsing onto the ruined floor like a deflated balloon.

His mind was completely blank, and he felt lost about what to do next.

He’d already been kicked out of the Game system—was he supposed to just sit here and wait?

What was Park Bu Seong thinking of him? What about the people of Da Han Mingguo?

Given Park Bu Seong’s personality, he probably thought Beom In was useless. Was he currently cursing him out?

Hopefully that guy wouldn’t get wrecked himself and take it out on Beom In.

......

Say what you will, but at least Beom In’s judgment of Park Bu Seong was on point.

“F**k! That fast? A Game Level tailor-made for that guy, and he couldn’t even last an hour? Just like that, it’s over?”

“And why is there zero intel again? He just exited? Why are all these people so f**king useless? How is it possible no one could send back a single message!”

“Over a hundred Psychic Clones, and with one thought they can switch places. Even if they were a hundred pigs, they should be able to say something before dying! F**k!”

Right now, Park Bu Seong was in a full-blown impotent rage. He didn’t actually expect to take down “Sin,” the top player in the world, with just one or two games. But the fact that his teammates always quit without saying a word—that, he just couldn’t accept.

Meanwhile, since Beom In’s Game Livestream footage had completely disappeared, the Da Han Mingguo audience in the Livestream, especially those who hadn’t watched much of Beom In’s first-person view, had begun speculating and badmouthing him.

【: Yeah, this one’s hard to defend. The slowest Game Level of all, and he still crashed and burned that fast.】

【: I checked—Beom In apparently has some Huaguo blood!】

【: Ah, that explains it. Traitorous piece of sh*t, f**k!】

......

At this point, Park Bu Seong didn’t care about his image, nor did he want to say anything to his audience. For the first time, he felt a genuine sense of crisis.

Sure, the games got harder the further you went, and he could add a ton of Game Restrictions—but if that unseen “Sin” could clear levels this fast, Park Bu Seong was starting to feel unsure.

They were all human. Just three games in, and the gap was already this huge?

F**k! It had to be because his teammates were trash. That’s the only explanation. Pure garbage!

The Game Interface’s Suggestion screen had long popped up, but he hadn’t used his authority to add any new restrictions for the Black Side.

Now he wasn’t so confident anymore—unsure how to ensure a 100% win.

If he lost… he didn’t even want to think about it.

“F**k, it’s all because my teammates are morons! I clearly designed…”

“Hmm?”

Like a sudden realization hit him, Park Bu Seong paused mid-rant, something clicking in his mind.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he began entering a new restriction on the Game Interface before him.

If my teammates are all trash…

Then even if you’re awesome, can you be sure your teammates are too?

......

At this moment, Lu Ce had been guided by Xie Antong’s “Eye” to a special arts and sports building, now standing in front of a classroom on the basement level.

“This is it. This is the one place I’m sure is a Horror Mystery location.”

“But exactly how to trigger it depends on the Game. How to complete it—that’s on you.”

Lu Ce nodded. He was already used to clearing levels solo. This feeling of autonomy was the freest for him.

This kind of cooperation didn’t restrict him at all.

“Alright then, I’ll take care of this place first. You go double-check the others.”

Lu Ce’s words were already a kind of polite dismissal—this was the most tactful way he could phrase things while in a state of Wrath.

Just as he was about to step in, something occurred to him and he asked:

“Wait, earlier, you only mentioned four follow-up Games.”

“We’ve only cleared two so far. So where’s the other one?”

Hearing “Sin’s” question, Xie Antong replied:

“Yeah, that one’s probably the most hidden. I haven’t found it yet. I’ll go look around some more later.”

Lu Ce frowned slightly—not because he thought something was wrong, but because his intuition told him Xie Antong’s tone felt a bit off.

He didn’t say anything, though—just acknowledged with a sound and walked into the classroom.

In the Biology Classroom.

Xie Antong sat alone in the messy, silent, empty classroom, legs crossed, chatting with “Sin.”

When she had just said “I haven’t found it yet,” no one saw that behind her, a plaster sculpture of a pair of lips curled upward in a subtle smile.

Who said there could only be one Horror Mystery in a classroom?

But no one noticed either that, with her back to the plaster model, Xie Antong was also smiling just a bit when she spoke those words.

The All-Seeing Eye—how could it have any blind spots?

I’ve got eyes on my back!

And right in that subtle moment, the new Game Restriction finally arrived, fashionably late.

【Black Side Player has cleared the second Campus Mystery. White Side Player now issuing the second restriction.】

【——In this Challenge Mode Game, every Black Side Player must have a completed Campus Mystery on their record.】

The moment she heard that restriction, Xie Antong couldn’t hold back a smirk—almost laughed out loud!

She lifted her head, expression full of meaning.

Park Bu Seong, oh Park Bu Seong… “Sin’s” mindset and behavior might be hard to analyze, but predicting you... turns out, it’s still pretty easy...