# Chapter 136: Trap in the Life-and-Death Game
"What trap did you fall into?" Xu Huo countered. "Did I say a single false word?"
The information he had given Brother Feng and his two companions all had traces that could be verified.
First, in the life-and-death game, not fearing death gave you a certain advantage.
Second, the black-and-white distinction of the pointer was indeed a trap—only the white pointer could possibly obtain a survival opportunity.
Third, not turning the pointer allowed you to walk out of the life-and-death game safely.
He had verified this last point himself, which proved that in the life-and-death game, the more indifferent you were to life and death, the less likely you were to be tempted by the wheel.
He had seen transparent chains in the wheel before, and the people who had entered the life-and-death game earlier would become more frantic as the countdown neared its end. This was likely because the more afraid you were inside, the more severe the hallucinations became as the end approached, tempting people to spin the pointer to seek a path to survival.
But if you saw through this, the hallucinations would naturally disappear.
And the black-and-white pointer was a double trap.
When the white pointer appeared, there was indeed a possibility of obtaining a survival opportunity, but not every white square represented a chance. Among the half of the wheel that was white squares, it was hard to say whether even a third represented a path to survival.
However, there was no need to judge the accuracy of the black-and-white pointer, or whether the white squares represented survival opportunities. The real way to break this game was not to obtain two survival opportunities, but to not turn the pointer at all.
As long as you eliminated your fear, this was not difficult to achieve.
That old gentleman was also an ordinary person, and he had managed it too. This also matched the name of the item: "Seeking Death Over Life." It didn't really mean you should spin the pointer with a fearless attitude toward death, but rather that maintaining this mindset was the only way to break free from the control of the life-and-death game.
"How did you do it?" Brother Feng gritted his teeth. "You must know more. Otherwise, you couldn't have just casually spun to a white square."
"Those last two rounds were obviously messing with me!"
In those last two rounds, Xu Huo had only made the motion of turning the pointer without actually touching the wheel. The white marks on the back of his hand were just a trick coordinated with the Painting Woman.
"Saying it all outright takes the fun out of it." He looked at the man across from him, simulating attack plans in his mind.
"No, that's not right. You couldn't have mastered the method for the life-and-death game. Otherwise, you would have already obtained two survival opportunities and left..." Brother Feng denied his own words, also testing the waters, but Xu Huo's expression remained completely unchanged. He couldn't find any flaw.
"Could it be that you're trying to save someone?"
"Brother, don't waste words with him. Attack!" Wang Chaoqing cheered from the side.
Brother Feng suddenly let out a cold laugh, his figure disappearing from where he stood. In a flash, he appeared in front of Wang Chaoqing!
Wang Chaoqing leaned back, but the baseball cap beside him pulled out a red ping-pong ball and smashed it on the ground!
But unexpectedly, Brother Feng's real target was not Wang Chaoqing. He had only made a feinting attack. Before the ping-pong ball hit the ground, he pulled back, exactly missing Xu Huo, who had turned around to rescue someone!
The baseball cap's rescue attempt not only failed to work but also trapped Xu Huo inside the rapidly rising red smoke.
Feeling that the smoke on the right side was moving slightly faster, he immediately used the Ox Shield to protect himself while simultaneously swinging his sword!
A sound of metal clashing came from the smoke. Xu Huo's arm was numbed by the force feedback from the sword. He took a step back, then controlled the Flying Arrow to attack, relieving the pressure.
Once the Flying Arrow locked onto a target, it could track and attack. Even with his vision obstructed, it could still accurately locate Brother Feng's position.
The Flying Arrow was knocked away again and again, and Xu Huo controlled it back each time. In just a few seconds, Brother Feng retreated from the smoke, and Xu Huo followed!
The smoke did not spread out but only occupied an area of about a dozen square meters, so the other side of the wheel was unaffected. After the two came out one after the other, Xu Huo first slashed through the air, while Brother Feng raised a long metal block in his hand to block!
When the sword energy's cutting surface touched the metal block, it rapidly contracted to the same width, then seemed to be absorbed by the metal block, completely disappearing into it. The metal block only vibrated from the impact without breaking.
Seeing this, both the attacker and the defender showed varying degrees of surprise. Xu Huo quickly refocused his scattered attention and struck a second sword, but Brother Feng had no intention of taking it head-on. He turned and lunged at the Painting Woman not far away, grabbing her in a chokehold, while the metal block in his hand turned into a short sword coated with an unknown black liquid pressed against her throat!
The hovering Flying Arrow stopped several meters away, and Xu Huo halted his movements, standing still.
"What do you want?"
"Simple. I want the method to break the life-and-death game." Brother Feng said.
"I've already told you the method. Don't touch the pointer." Xu Huo said. "That's the only way out."
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Brother Feng pressed the short sword a little closer to the Painting Woman's skin. "I want the method to obtain a survival opportunity!"
"There is no method." Xu Huo looked at him. "Just looking at the high death rate of the life-and-death game, you should understand that whether it's the black-and-white pointer or spinning to black or white squares, the outcome is most likely death. Maybe one or two white squares can give you a survival opportunity, but is it really that easy to get?"
"Before you came to this mall, did you only use the item once? Did you get a second chance?"
"That's because I spun to a black square!" Brother Feng's forehead veins bulged. "Spinning to a white square is different!"
As if to refute him, a person standing in the pointer circle on another wheel suddenly shouted: "I spun to..."
Before he could finish, the person exploded with a bang, startling the crowd, already somewhat numb from the heavy bloodshed, into panic and crying again.
Xu Huo glanced over. That kind of smile—he had seen it on the face of the female service staff who died earlier.
"Does the life-and-death game really have no way out?" Brother Feng was distracted for a moment before focusing back on Xu Huo. He was about to say something when he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen. Looking down, he saw a hand stuck in his stomach, and that hand belonged to the Painting Woman he was holding hostage!
The Painting Woman turned her head and blinked at him, revealing a confused and puzzled expression, then began stirring her fingers inside his stomach!
"You bitch!" Brother Feng screamed in shock, raising his sword to stab her, but she directly grabbed it with her hand. He tried to pull it back but couldn't break free from her grip!
By this time, Xu Huo had already charged over. Brother Feng glared at the two of them with hatred, then disappeared from the wheel.
"Looks like he hitched a ride and left." Xu Huo stopped, turned his head, and saw the Painting Woman tightly gripping the short sword and a fava bean-sized piece of blood clot in her hand. He frowned. "Why are you holding dirty things? Throw them away."
The Painting Woman decisively threw everything in her hands on the ground.
Strangely enough, the short sword turned back into a metal block after hitting the ground.
"This is an item!" Wang Chaoqing ran over, picked it up, and eagerly handed it to Xu Huo.