**Chapter 163: Snatch Life Battle, God-Demon Coin**
"Run, run, it's fine. Anyway, once I get out of here alive and catch you, I'll settle the score slowly!"
"One more round, right? After this round, the game's over, isn't it?"
"As long as I don't open my eyes, I'm guaranteed to pass, bro! Perfect!"
The reborn Spade 7 was in an unusually excited mood, wiping blood from his nose while grabbing the coin from the center of the table back into his palm.
He kissed the coin fiercely, the thrill and exhilaration of rebirth making him howl: "I knew the heavens wouldn't bear to let me die!"
"Even Lady Luck is on my side!"
With that, he planted several more wild kisses on the wings side of the coin.
At the same time, a ferocious, bulging vein was writhing on Spade 7's forehead...
No, that wasn't a vein.
It was the white centipede that Spade 9 had pulled from his ear!
Spade 7's mood was like someone on drugs, abnormally manic—clearly something was wrong.
It was most likely related to that white centipede. But why would Spade 9 stuff a white centipede into him, making him mentally unstable?
As for how he could pick up his severed head and reattach it to his neck, Ji Yan guessed it had something to do with that black coin.
The coin had landed on the wings side when tossed, granting him a second life.
What would happen if it landed on the skull side instead?
Ji Yan noticed that the coin was somewhat similar to his own [Death Dice].
At that moment, the seventh round of "Close Your Eyes When It Gets Dark" began.
The little girls in red and white dresses started circling the table again, lightly singing the creepy nursery rhyme.
Soon, the nursery rhyme ended.
This time, the red-dress little girl stood behind Ji Yan, and the white-dress little girl stood behind Spade 7.
But because Spade 7 had his eyes closed, he escaped unscathed.
Ji Yan, meanwhile, had accumulated three candies.
"Seven rounds over... so I should be able to clear the level now, right?"
Ji Yan thought to himself as he looked up at the giant eye on the ceiling. For some reason, it gave him a sense of unease.
At that moment, the game's voice slowly sounded from the giant eye above:
"Congratulations to both candidates for successfully passing the seven rounds of testing and completing the 'Close Your Eyes When It Gets Dark' exam."
"Since more than one candidate has passed the final exam results, according to the exam rules, the 'Snatch Life Battle' will now commence, until only one candidate leaves the exam hall!"
"Snatch... Life Battle?"
Ji Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. As expected, it wouldn't end so simply.
In essence, only one player could leave alive!
That meant these players had likely been tricked by Spade 9.
They probably didn't know about the "Snatch Life Battle" exam mechanism either. They thought they could band together to take him out and then devour the Blood Gu Supernatural Entity inside him.
Spade 9's real plan should have been: first, take out Ji Yan; then, using his familiarity with the rules during the Snatch Life Battle, eliminate the other players; and finally, "loot the loot" alone, raking in the rewards.
It was a good plan.
Too bad his dream was too beautiful—he never expected that even this tough nut wouldn't crack!
"Woo-hoo! I knew it wouldn't end so easily!"
"Don't know how to play, but only one can survive—that's the thrill I want!"
Spade 7 grabbed his purple hair, staring at Ji Yan with manic excitement: "Spade 1, rest assured, the one walking out of here alive will be me!"
"I've got my sights on you, you little fat sheep!"
Spade 7's emotions grew increasingly unstable, his facial muscles twitching sporadically as the white centipede in his brain gnawed at his sanity, stimulating his nerves.
Ji Yan ignored the other's fervent outburst, focusing more on the black coin in his hand...
When the announcement sound rang out, the little girl in the red-and-white dress quietly slipped away, her petite figure vanishing into the darkness.
Then, silence fell over the arena.
Two minutes of preparation time.
Spade 7 was already itching to act, his fingers constantly rubbing the black coin in his hand.
He twitched his face as he looked at Ji Yan: "So, only one can survive!"
"Doesn't this life-or-death thrill make your breath catch and your hands and feet tremble uncontrollably?"
Yet, the scene he wanted to see didn't happen.
Ji Yan was not only calm but even pulled out a thermos from somewhere.
He opened the lid, white mist curling out, poured it into the cap, and took a gentle sip.
Spade 7: "???"
"Ding! Player uses Supernatural Artifact [Recovery Thermos]. Your mental state is gradually recovering—"
"Huh, didn't expect it to be goji berry tea. Even the Eerie World knows about health preservation."
After two cups, Ji Yan checked his status values. The stats lost from repeatedly using [Omniscient Understanding] were recovering fairly quickly.
Too bad the tea in the thermos wasn't renewable; otherwise, paired with it, he wouldn't have to worry about the "blue bar" issue at all.
Spade 7 watched Ji Yan sipping tea with a serene, contented look, his mouth twitching as if deeply humiliated, his face cycling through shades of green and red.
The preparation time ended. At the center of the round table, a iconic revolver appeared.
The exam's announcement sound echoed in the arena: "The Snatch Life Battle begins. One bullet is placed in the revolver, and the cylinder has been randomized. Both candidates will take turns shooting themselves until the bullet is fired!"
"Note: The gun cannot be aimed at other players or fired around you; doing so will result in an immediate loss!"
As the voice finished, the revolver began to spin on its own.
Ji Yan was momentarily stunned.
Isn't this just Russian Roulette?
Upon hearing the rules, Spade 7's excitement intensified.
"Spade 1, only by gambling with your life can you truly be called a winner."
"This bullet is reserved for the loser!"
Ji Yan paid no attention to this lunatic with a fried brain.
He roughly understood the purpose of the white centipede Spade 9 had left behind. It was like an ecstasy pill, driving people into an abnormal state of frenzy, stripping them of fear and reason.
Making Spade 7 go crazy was likely intended to push him into a desperate fight.
At that moment, the revolver slowly came to a stop.
The silver-plated muzzle finally pointed at Spade 7, giving him the first turn.
Spade 7 eagerly grabbed the revolver, cherishing it like a treasure. He laughed maniacally at Ji Yan. "You don't actually think we have the same odds, do you?"
"I've got a [God-Demon Coin] in my hand."
"Know what that means? One thought leads to heaven, one to hell—the coin decides. When I'm in a death trap, I toss this coin, forcing a guaranteed death into a 50% chance!"
Ji Yan's eyes flickered.
It was just as he had guessed. When the coin was tossed, the Wings side would forcibly activate a Privilege, granting a second life, while the Skull side would plunge into hell, walking the path of the dead.
"So, do you get it now?"
"All I have to do is toss the coin first. If it lands on Wings, the Privilege kicks in, and I've got two lives. Even if that bullet fires, I can keep playing!"
"Two lives—what the hell can you do against me?!"
Spade 7 was full of mockery and ridicule.
Ji Yan remained silent, his head low.
One life was indeed a massive disadvantage!
He thought of the [Death Dice] in his hand. Maybe he could gamble against that guy's [God-Demon Coin] and see who Lady Luck ultimately favored.
But Ji Yan still had reservations about relying on luck.
For now, he could only wait for Spade 7 to fire, then take the revolver himself and try to trigger his Talent to see if he could uncover any Hidden Information.
As the countdown entered the final ten seconds,
Spade 7 tossed his God-Demon Coin first.
It landed with the Skull facing up!
That meant Spade 7 didn't have the insurance of two lives.
But Spade 7 wasn't flustered. He grinned. "No big deal. I'll toss it again next round. You can't beat me!"
The [God-Demon Coin] was rated as Collector's Grade. Its most broken feature was that after you survived a death crisis, the cooldown refreshed.
This double insurance made Spade 7 both excited and supremely confident.
He aimed the revolver at his own forehead, made a tongue-out face at Ji Yan—the same expression as the "Jade-Faced Grenade King"—and pulled the trigger.
Bang!!
The gunshot rang out.
Gunpowder smoke rose, and blood splattered!
Spade 7 shot himself in the head, collapsing onto the table, his eyes wide open, dead without closing them.
Ji Yan: "..."
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