Chapter 611: Simple Yet Difficult

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Chapter 611: Simple Yet Difficult

He took a deep breath and was about to head to the second floor when a small hand tugged at him.

Looking down, it was none other than Zheng Yingxiong.

Zheng Yingxiong said nothing, but under the dim light, he nodded at him with a resolute expression.

Seeing this, Xiao Cheng slowly narrowed his eyes, then turned and walked toward the second floor.

But his steps were very slow. He knew that all the choices now rested in his hands.

Although he hadn’t yet reached the second floor, the situation up there was already quite clear: Tiantian and the middle-aged woman would surely be standing on either side, waiting for his arrival.

“Wait a second…” Xiao Cheng reached the second floor and suddenly widened his eyes.

He felt he had fallen into a misconception.

Why did he need to care about the color of the light above his own head?!

“We need to cut in line…” He silently repeated these three words in his mind, realizing that this kid Zheng Yingxiong was far from simple.

He had managed to shout out such crucial information in the last three seconds.

The answer to this game was simply too easy…

No, Xiao Cheng quickly interrupted his own train of thought.

This game was only easy for Zheng Yingxiong and himself—but what about the others?

Could everyone here really understand the meaning behind Zheng Yingxiong’s words?

If just one person among the eleven was foolish, everyone’s “Dao” would be lost. That was the most terrifying part.

If communication were possible, the smart ones would naturally lead the fools through the game together. But the hardest part of this game was precisely that it was difficult to communicate with others, meaning the smart ones might end up being dragged down.

Xiao Cheng walked to the second floor and, sure enough, found Tiantian standing shoulder to shoulder with the middle-aged woman.

The two were now facing the wall, their backs to Xiao Cheng, showing him the colors of the lights above their heads.

One red, one blue. One left, one right.

Xiao Cheng paused for a moment, then stepped forward, reached out to nudge them aside, and stood in the middle.

The solution to this game was just that simple.

He didn’t need to know what color the light above his own head was. He only needed to cut in line.

And from then on, everyone else remaining wouldn’t need to know the color above their own heads either. They only needed to keep standing between blue and red.

Even if the numbers of blue and red lights were uneven, this tactic would never go wrong.

Once everyone was in position, the two colors would naturally separate left and right, and everyone would stand in a neat, orderly row.

But all of this was only a fantasy. Things like this often happened in the “Land of the End.”

The rules of the game weren’t difficult, but due to all sorts of so-called “teammates,” the game would be lost. Worse still, these “teammates” would often lose their memories with a high probability, and when they returned to this game ground, they would still cause others to lose.

Those who could win would win no matter how many cycles they went through. Those who caused failure would cause failure no matter how many cycles passed. This was how the “Land of the End” kept everyone perpetually defeated.

The rest of the group lined up and came up one by one. Xiao Cheng couldn’t see the color of anyone’s light above their heads, but he knew that everyone behind him had to stand on either side of him to prove they had understood what Zheng Yingxiong had said.

Fortunately, the fourth person did indeed stand on his right side. But starting from the fifth person, the formation began to fall into disarray.

They no longer stood next to Xiao Cheng but chose other spots instead.

Xiao Cheng knew there were two reasons for this: either the colors of his own and the people on either side were all the same, and if the others understood the tactic, they would simply stand farther away.

The second possibility was… these people didn’t understand the tactic at all and were still trying to guess the answer based on their own ideas.

If it really was the second situation, the hope of victory became very slim.

After about five or six people had passed, Xiao Cheng heard light, quick footsteps behind him. They sounded like they belonged to someone light in weight—it must be Zheng Yingxiong.

Zheng Yingxiong stood behind the crowd and sighed deeply, then walked straight over and stood next to Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng turned his head to glance at him, and Zheng Yingxiong shook his head helplessly.

At this point, Xiao Cheng also understood that the two colors were already in disarray. The game was lost.

So Zheng Yingxiong no longer needed to choose his position. No matter what he did, he couldn’t change the outcome anymore.

Soon, all eleven people had chosen their spots, and the later ones had picked their positions faster and faster—clearly they already knew the ending.

About five or six minutes later, the last set of footsteps sounded behind the crowd. The Monkey Man had arrived.

He walked to the hidden corner by the wall, turned on the light, and said softly, “Game over, everyone. You’ve failed.”

Just like when the eleven had started trying to communicate tactics, the crowd now erupted in noise all at once, chaos reigning supreme.

They first took off their hard hats to look at the color of the lights, then looked regretfully at the people beside them. They realized that the formation was indeed a mess. There were only four red lights in total, and now they were all out of place.

This time, they had lost without any excuse, but Xiao Cheng’s face was full of unwillingness.

This game could have been won!

Even if they didn’t win this time, what about next time?

Two people only needed one “Dao,” and if they could win just once, each person would receive two “Dao.” Now that they knew the winning method, wasn’t this a sure profit?

“Forget it,” a man said, shaking his head. He carelessly threw his hard hat onto the ground. “Wasting time, wasting ‘Dao.’ I’m out of here.”

“Everyone…” Xiao Cheng called out belatedly. “Everyone, wait… we still have a chance…”

Seeing that the others completely ignored him, he had no choice but to jog over to the corridor, turn around, and block everyone’s way. “Everyone, please don’t leave yet!”

“What’s the matter?” The crowd finally noticed the young man with an unnatural expression and looked at him with confusion.

“Listen to me!” Xiao Cheng tried to calm himself and organize his words. “There’s a clear solution to this game. If we can all participate again with the same group, we can definitely win it back!”

He briefly explained his idea to them and, taking advantage of the “game over” phase, told them the correct way to solve the game.

As long as they kept “cutting in line,” the game would become extremely simple.

The crowd hesitated as they listened to him, as if considering the feasibility of the plan.

This game was really that simple? But who would be willing to admit that they couldn’t even understand such a simple principle?

“Everyone, haven’t you calculated yet? We were only one step away from victory!”

Although Xiao Cheng’s tone was sincere, to many eyes, he looked exactly like a gambler who had lost his money.

“In that case…” The Monkey Man chuckled from behind the crowd and said, “Let me clarify too. If you all still want to participate next time, the ticket will go back to the original price. My ‘discount’ promotion is over.”