Gu Mian originally wanted to sneak up to see what Xie Bi'an was going to do, but that black-robed figure disappeared in an instant, so he had no choice but to give up.

He had no choice but to take care of business first and give the borrowed Big Data Search to 007.

But 007 was not at home.

Gu Mian knocked on the door for half a minute with no response, but the door next door opened.

It was the Fortune-teller who lived next door: "You're looking for 007? She's been out these days looking for the whereabouts of Renle Mountain, and Xiao Hong went with her."

Xiao Hong indeed often came looking for 007 to play, but she often ended up fighting with the big goose that 007 kept, and if Xiao Qiao happened to pass by, she'd likely join the fray too.

So Gu Mian often saw scenes of a person, a ghost, and a goose fighting fiercely.

It's worth mentioning that the goose, when it was first bought, had fluffy feathers and an arrogant demeanor, but now it's been plucked so much it resembles a feather duster. Its tail feathers were completely torn off by Xiao Hong during one battle, so it now wanders around with a bare rump.

"Last time I helped 007 with a divination; I saw Renle Mountain together with that Old Liu of Victory Hardware Store in a particularly dark room. I guessed it was a warehouse, so now she's searching all the nearby warehouses. By the way, Little Saint Qi Tian isn't with them either and no one knows where he is."

He's probably dead, Gu Mian thought, turned into a Strangled Ghost by Renle Mountain to make a set of three.

At this point, the Fortune-teller saw the Big Data Search in Gu Mian's hand. "A few days ago, 007 also borrowed this from Xiao Qiao to search for Renle Mountain."

"Didn't find him?" Gu Mian raised an eyebrow.

If she had found him, 007 should have already gone straight to the destination instead of searching the nearby warehouses on a whim.

"Didn't find him." The Fortune-teller nodded, with a hint of oddness on her face, "And also, this sentence popped up on the screen..."

She cleared her throat and mimicked the system voice when a phone call cannot be connected: "Due to the vast amount of data, the search range of this item is limited. It is recommended that you enter within 800 kilometers of the item's range before searching."

Gu Mian had seen this sentence before.

When he previously used Big Data Search to find a clown mask, the same message popped up.

It meant that what he was searching for was not within 800 kilometers.

This was strange.

"The day after coming out of the Match Three instance, 007 borrowed it, but it indicated that Renle Mountain was not within 800 kilometers;" The Fortune-teller showed a puzzled expression, "Could it be they traveled over 800 kilometers in one night?"

007 certainly didn't believe they could travel that far in one night, which is why she's still searching the surrounding warehouses.

"Maybe they have a teleportation-type special item that instantly travels over 800 kilometers," Gu Mian suggested, "or maybe Renle Mountain is dead, so the Big Data Search can't locate him."

But that person didn't seem like the type who would die so easily.

"There's another possibility," he touched the Big Data Search in his hand, "they're not dead, they haven't run far, they're just using something to hide their position."

"Big brother, aren't you afraid we'll be discovered hiding here so close to that doctor's place? Let's find a chance to leave this place, the further the better." Old Liu of Victory Hardware Store kept chattering to Renle Mountain in the distribution room of Lianhua Amusement Park.

"Do you think I don't want to leave?" Renle Mountain said in a bad mood, "We've just escaped, those people are definitely still looking for us everywhere. It would be easy to run into them if we go out recklessly now, especially if we run into someone from the fifth or sixth floor..."

Renle Mountain recalled the operations of players on the fifth and sixth floors in the Match Three instance.

First, they mysteriously produced a headless corpse to solve problems on the third and fourth floors, which Renle Mountain didn't understand how the fifth or sixth floor did back then.

But now he understood.

There's definitely someone on the fifth or sixth floor who killed their teammate, chopped off their head to make a headless corpse, thus helping the third and fourth floors solve their problem.

He was inspired by the fifth and sixth floors to realize that he could kill his teammates for the required corpses.

That's when he understood why every room had murder weapons, bodies drowning in tanks, strangled bodies with ropes around their necks, dismembered bodies with a bloody axe nearby...

All of these were to facilitate the players killing in the same way.

The people on the fifth and sixth floors had clearly realized this early on, genuinely terrifying minds. Renle Mountain noticed that the people on the fifth and sixth floors didn't dispose of the corpses on their floors until the end, allowing them to become Evil Ghosts.

Renle Mountain couldn't guess what that person was thinking, nor did he know their ultimate fate.

But his intuition told him that person wasn't dead. Ever since escaping from that apartment, he'd had a deep-seated unease in his heart, hiding here, afraid to show himself.

"Sigh, and who knows where Qi Tian is. Big brother, do you think he could have been one of those on the fifth or sixth floors, not managing to get rid of the corpses in time and getting killed by Evil Ghosts..." Old Liu said with a somewhat somber tone.

Renle Mountain glanced at him lightly, seeing nothing unusual on Old Liu's face before speaking, "Maybe. I've said before, there's only me from the first or second floors; since he's not on your third or fourth floors, then he's likely on the fifth or sixth floors."

Renle Mountain didn't tell Old Liu the truth, nor did he mention his various speculations about the fifth and sixth floors.

When Old Liu curiously asked Renle Mountain how he got rid of the last two strangled corpses, Renle Mountain put on an inscrutable air, as if he had some secret trump card, and Old Liu sensibly stopped pursuing the matter.

Knowing that Qi Tian was probably dead, Old Liu was silent for a while before speaking again, "Big brother, how long will we keep hiding? I want to go back to our original place. I had an agreement with Qi Tian before; whoever died first, the other would help deliver his remaining belongings to his family. Qi Tian's things are still at our original place."

Both of them had been working far away from home.

After the global game started, they walked toward home together. They didn't know if they could make it back alive, so they made this agreement with each other.

Qi Tian had few things to give to his family, just a will and an old, frayed bankbook.

In the current situation, bankbooks are not very useful.

But Qi Tian always held onto a hope that if one day the game ended, what he had painstakingly saved might be used again, so that his family wouldn't be left without food.

Old Liu knew this was unlikely, it was just something keeping Qi Tian striving to survive.

"We can't go back." Renle Mountain stared at Old Liu, "They'll definitely guess you'd want to do that and wait there for you to walk right into their trap."

If Old Liu got caught, he'd surely expose their hiding place to them.

Old Liu grew anxious, "But, but Qi Tian's belongings."

Before he could finish, he was caught by Renle Mountain's suddenly terrifying gaze, making Old Liu shiver, his voice shrinking, "I'm not saying I want to go right now, I want to wait a bit, wait a long time before going back when that person says we can leave, then I'll get Qi Tian's things..."

In the dimly lit distribution room, Renle Mountain stared at Old Liu for a long while before retracting his gaze, saying nothing more.

Old Liu felt uneasy, unsure of Renle Mountain's intent. But he decided to himself that even if Renle Mountain disagreed, he would find a chance to return for Qi Tian's will and bankbook.

"Xiao Da, nu guo ni zhe dao zhe... zhe tu cun yan..."

007 was waiting in the house where Renle Mountain had previously hidden, hoping to see if they'd return. It wasn't long before she heard Xiao Hong, who was rummaging through things in the corner, make a sound.

Xiao Hong couldn't speak, the sound came from the Mind Amplifier hanging around her neck.

Turning her head, she saw Xiao Hong had for some reason pulled out a piece of paper, with wide eyes reading the contents.

Clearly, she wasn't very literate, as the sound from the amplifier was jumbled, forming no proper sentence. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

007 approached and took the paper from her hand; it was a letter—

"Xiao Tian, if you're reading this, then I must be dead..."

Reading the first line, 007 realized it was a will. She didn't continue to read its content but instead directed her gaze to the bottom of the paper, where the writer's name was.

"Qi Youcheng"

It was likely a will left by Little Saint Qi Tian.

007 folded the paper in her hand and looked around, finding a somewhat torn envelope nearby on the ground.

She stepped forward and picked up the envelope, finding inside was a bankbook with a faded cover, looking aged, and the account holder was Qi Youcheng as well.

007 put the will and bankbook back into the envelope, folding the somewhat torn opening, placing it back into a cardboard box in the corner.

Xiao Hong reached to grab the envelope again but was stopped by 007, "You can't play with this."

Xiao Hong pouted but obediently didn't touch the envelope in the box, instead picking up a baseball bat and rolling it around on the floor for fun.