Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Shi Ding stood there, watching Shimada's frantic back as he fired at Takahashi on the ground, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

His mouth was slightly open, his eyes fixed on Shimada as he emptied his magazine and walked towards him step by step, his hand unconsciously tightening around the riot shield.

Shi Ding took half a step forward, turning his body slightly to the side, blocking the warden and Shimada.

Shimada was grinning, his face covered in blood, which was dripping from his face and mouth. It was hard to tell whether the blood was Takahashi's or his own.

He smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits, and a light shone through them that was unsettling.

Only when Shimada returned the blood-stained, empty Bison submachine gun to him did Shi Ding breathe a sigh of relief and turn to look at Han Che.

Han Che's expression beneath the mask was filled with disgust and hostility. He couldn't keep such a thing around, not even as cannon fodder.

Han Che took a step forward and said to Sato, whose face was ashen, "We don't need you here anymore. Take your captain and leave. If you want to evacuate, hurry up."

Sato was taken aback when he heard the warden's words, and then realized that the warden was talking to him.

He gritted his teeth, his face covered in sweat, his lips pale, and turned around. "Yes... I understand."

After saying that, he hurriedly took unsteady steps forward and pulled Shimada back in the direction they had come from.

Sato was the most seriously injured of the three members of the Samurai Sword Club team.

He was shot in the shoulder near his collarbone by Raven with a revolver, and the bleeding there wouldn't stop for a long time, resulting in excessive blood loss.

With Shimada's help, the bleeding was finally stopped, and a medical kit was put on, but she was still very weak.

When the three of them came out of the small room, he was in a daze, even though he was moving with the group, and all his actions were almost entirely based on his physical instincts.

It wasn't until just now, when his two teammates suddenly went mad and then that bizarre scene unfolded before his eyes, that he regained some of his senses.

Sato put Shimada's arm on his shoulder and half-dragged, half-pulled him forward.

Shimada was being held up, and surprisingly, he didn't struggle despite his madness.

Sato was injured, and Shimada was also heavier than him, so it was very difficult for him to carry him. His shoulder ached with every step he took, and he was sweating even more on his face.

He had only one thought in mind: to get out of here! The sooner the better!

"Warrior, I'm leaving now! Thank you!! Hehehe!" After the two walked away, Shimada's voice came from the other end of the corridor around the corner, growing fainter and fainter.

The two then turned a corner at the end of the corridor and disappeared from sight.

Shi Ding stared at that corner for several seconds before turning his gaze away.

He looked down at the gun in his hand.

The gun is now covered in blood, flowing from the barrel to the body, from the body to the magazine, dripping onto the ground.

"Your Excellency Warden... what are they doing here?" Shi Ding asked.

Han Che's pool of flesh and blood, a large patch, gleamed a dark red under the light. "Look at those Takahashi and Shimada, don't they look familiar?"

Shi Ding paused for a moment, then thought about it, and the image of Shimada's face flashed through his mind.

"Raven?" he said, uttering the answer he already had in mind.

Han Che nodded.

He looked around and saw that faint yellow smoke was floating everywhere—in the corridor, on the ceiling, and in the corners of the walls.

It floats in the air like dust. You can't see it unless you look closely, but once you do, it seems to be everywhere.

"Could it be his hallucinogenic smoke bomb?" Shi Ding followed Han Che's gaze and looked around, also seeing the yellow smoke.

He hadn't noticed before, but now that he saw it, his heart skipped a beat.

But unlike those smoke grenades, the previous smoke grenades dissipated very quickly.

Unlike now, it's faint, floating in the air, and lingering for a long time.

Han Che frowned and thought for a few seconds. "Very likely. But his previous performance didn't demonstrate that ability."

Han Che turned around and looked at his personal guards behind him. "Are you experiencing any unusual symptoms? Dizziness, hallucinations, or anything like that?"

The guards exchanged glances and shook their heads.

Han Che frowned even more deeply, and then looked at Shi Ding.

The moment Shi Ding met Han Che's gaze, he understood what he meant.

He immediately pressed the earpiece button and spoke into the microphone.

"Each squad, report the situation."

There was a moment of silence in the headset, then a voice came through: "Everything is normal!"

"A suspected hallucinogenic gas has been detected in the administrative area. Are any team members experiencing any discomfort?"

The silence lasted a little longer this time, and then replies came through the headset one after another.

Shi Ding nodded and said into the microphone, "Roger that. Continue to be on alert. Report any unusual activity immediately." He then removed his headset and turned to Han Che. "Warden, the brothers are all alright."

Han Che breathed a slight sigh of relief. The fact that the ordinary prison guards were unharmed meant that the yellow smoke did not have a significant impact.

He thought for a moment and said to Shi Ding, "It's probably just because those player operators were seriously injured. Excessive blood loss, mental stress, and this smoke might have been the trigger. Let's stay vigilant."

"Yes." Shi Ding nodded.

"Ignore those two katana squad members," Han Che said. "Have you confirmed Raven's location?"

"The raven wasn't in the lobby on the first floor when we left the small room. It should be hiding somewhere now." There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

He immediately looked around the hall after leaving the house and indeed did not see any ravens.

"Hidden?" Han Che asked, sounding puzzled.

He recalled that just two days ago in the cell, Raven sat on the bed, arrogantly raising its head, and said to him, "You just wait until the prison reopens."

His tone and eyes suggested he was holding back a lot of energy and wanted to fight him.

Now that he's here, the raven has hidden itself. This isn't like him.

But Han Che never underestimated Raven. After all, as a map boss of the Tide Prison, the warden was not someone who could easily defeat Raven in his previous life's memories.

Raven himself is quite strong, and the other guys with big hammers are also incredibly powerful.

Han Che had thought many times about how great it would be if Raven could cooperate with him.

While the prison operation is underway, Raven will help keep an eye on things, giving the player time to explore other maps. Raven will handle the prison matters, leading the prisoners and guards to protect the core area and keep the player at bay.

That way, he wouldn't have to worry about things going wrong in prison every time, and the raven wouldn't have to go against him every time.

He handles external affairs, while the raven handles internal affairs—a perfect balance.

It sounds a bit strange...

Han Che shook his head, trying to shake off these random thoughts.

Now is not the time to think about these things. The raven has hidden himself. No matter why he's hiding, we must find him.

We need to subdue him first!

"Prepare to advance," Han Che said, his voice firmer than before. "Since he's hiding, let's go find him."