Wen Xishu quickly calmed down.
Facing a supernatural existence, he too felt a jolt in his heart. But since he successfully passed the first round of the game, he guessed he could handle the second round as well.
Moreover, he had cheated by smuggling in notes.
He looked at the few people around him and noticed the extreme disparity in looks.
Some were incredibly handsome, while others resembled something out of a horror tale.
Instinctively, Wen Xishu felt that those who looked like horror tales weren't good people.
Wen Xishu said:
"Everyone quiet down."
"It's very likely that... we're playing the role of prisoners right now."
As soon as Wen Xishu spoke, everyone tied to their electric chairs in the room fell silent and looked at him.
"Let's patiently wait; I estimate that the game rules will be announced soon."
"Oh right, my name is Wen Xishu. This is the only thing I can remember. I seem to have lost my memory, what about you guys?"
