Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

As soon as Yi Zanglan turned her head, she saw Tang Yunxi running towards her at the speed of a hundred-meter sprint. When she got close, she couldn't stop in time and almost bumped into her arms.

"Lanlan." Tang Yunxi quickly steadied herself and asked anxiously, "Did you see the news? Yan Zhao has been interrogated. I think the interrogation is probably because the system determined that the current player survival rate is too high and activated the forced kill mechanism!"

Yi Zanglan naturally thought so too, but she didn't have time to analyze it in detail and continued walking towards the stairs without stopping.

Yes, you're right.

"So what are your plans now?"

"What can we do?" Yi Zanglan replied, "We'll try our best to rescue Yan Zhao before she's tortured or executed."

Tang Yunxi immediately raised her hand and volunteered: "Take me with you, I'll go too."

"This is no joke." Yi Zanglan glanced at her and added coldly, "The mechanics make players die, and there may not be any leeway. Even if you can save them, it will be extremely difficult—I won't have time to protect you then."

"It's alright, you don't need to protect me. Although I'm not very strong in attack, I do have some self-defense skills."

"Are you really determined to go?"

"Yes, yes, I'm going." Tang Yunxi nodded vigorously, her expression unusually sincere, like a little animal trying to prove its loyalty. "This is my sincerity. Since we're teammates, we have to stand together through thick and thin. What kind of strong woman would desert in the face of battle?"

Yi Zanglan nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer, and smiled slightly.

"Okay, if we succeed this time, we'll come to your house as guests when we get back to the City of Misfortune."

Tang Yunxi was delighted to hear this, but then realized something was amiss.

"Pah, pah, pah! No way! This is like setting a bad omen! It's unlucky!"

"I don't believe in these things. If I say I'll go, I will go," Yi Zanglan said calmly. "You don't need to believe it either. S+ luck can overcome all bad luck."

"Hehe, that makes sense."

* * * * * *

I don't want to eat or sleep, is it normal for me to be watching Yi Zanglan's live stream at this hour?

[For normal women like us, with our high standards and refined tastes, it's perfectly normal to be attracted to her.]

[Yeah, if we don't stay up all night, we'll miss out on this game's new mechanics, right? Will we still be able to see Yi Zanglan save Yan Zhao? Will we still be able to see the little koi fish bravely charging forward?]

There's bound to be a big event tonight!

[Seriously, everyone looks beautiful standing under the cherry blossoms. I didn't really like Tang Yunxi before; I felt her luck was unsettling. But this time, I'm starting to find her adorable. She's like a big, colorful rabbit that Yi Zanglan picked up from the roadside, hahaha.]

Actually, don't be so harsh. This wealthy young lady, who has always been in a wheelchair, has already done a remarkable job to get to where she is today.

Even a rich girl in a wheelchair is still a rich girl. Before I entered the game, I was dirt poor. I didn't have time to pity others. I equally despise all lucky people and rich people.

Nobody cares about your resentment towards the rich, okay?

What does my hatred have to do with you?

In Yi Zanglan's live stream, the chat quickly turned into a heated argument, with the comments scrolling by so fast that no one noticed that someone had just made a purchase to the live stream.

[System notification: [Shen Yubai] has recharged 50000 gold coins into [Yi Zanglan]'s live stream.]

……

According to tonight's plan, Yan Zhao was supposed to wait for Yi Zanglan on the third floor to meet up, and then the two of them would go together to negotiate with player number 30. If the negotiation was successful, they would take the mirror; if the negotiation failed, they would kill the other party.

Before the plan could be implemented, a system notification appeared.

Two prison guards came to her door and took her directly to the interrogation room on the fourth floor.

Player 2 and Player 17 were taken to the interrogation room with her.

Player number 2 is a fair-skinned boy who looks quite young, but a bit naive; he might be a college student.

Player number 17 is a muscular man with a buzz cut; even his prison uniform can't hide the muscles on his arms. Last night, he also participated in the multi-party tug-of-war as an opponent, and his team came in second place.

Strangely, after the three of them were taken into the interrogation room, the prison guard closed the door and left, seemingly without any intention of actually interrogating them.

The three looked at each other, completely baffled as to what was really going on.

"There are so many torture instruments here." Player 2 looked around in the dim light, his heart pounding, and whispered, "Are they all going to be used on us?"

Player #17 frowned in frustration: "The problem is, why are there only torture instruments and no torture chair?"

Forget about the torture chair, even the handcuffs and shackles were just piled up haphazardly in the corner, and no one put them on.

Are you sure they'll stand there obediently for questioning? What if they struggle and run away?

If something doesn't make sense, try thinking about it from a different perspective.

"Huh? Are we the lucky ones who were chosen, and it's safest for us to stay in the interrogation room?" Player 2 boldly guessed. "Maybe the prison guards are going to go outside and do something to the other players who are on exercise time."

"...Impossible." Yan Zhao answered him firmly, "The three of us are definitely the unlucky ones who were chosen."

She may not know other people's situations, but surely she knows her own?

With her terrible luck, what good things could possibly come her way?

Player 17 looked at her suspiciously: "How can you be so sure? Do you know some clues? We're all in this together now, so share what you can."

"I don't have any clues, I've just always had bad luck."

"Is it because you're having such bad luck that it's affecting us both?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Yan Zhao didn't give him a friendly look and retorted crisply, "Bad luck means that I will definitely be chosen, but it won't affect others—you should reflect on whether you haven't been doing good deeds in your life."

"...Holy crap, can you even speak human language?"

Player number 17 rolled up his sleeves, revealing a fist the size of a sandbag, ready to teach Yan Zhao how to write the word "politeness".

As soon as he raised his hand, the only light in the interrogation room went out.

The surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Watch out! Something might suddenly jump out!" Player #2 was quite agile, instantly hiding behind Yan Zhao and tightly gripping her prison uniform. "The three of us better not separate!"

This male college student may seem naive and innocent, but he is actually quite shrewd. On the surface, he is calling on everyone to get closer, but in reality, he is trying to use Yan Zhao as a shield.

After all, Player 17 was taller and stronger than him, so he naturally chose Yan Zhao, who was more reliable.

Yan Zhao remained expressionless, then twisted his arm viciously with her other hand, causing him to howl in pain.

"Get lost, stay away from me."

"..."

Player 2 reluctantly let go.

Yan Zhao walked to the door of the interrogation room in the dark. She tentatively pushed the door open and found that it opened very easily.

Just like before, the door wasn't locked at all.

The corridor light shone into the room, and players number 2 and 17 stepped forward upon seeing this. When they looked outside the door, they were stunned.