My Thriller Survival Game

"I do not know anything."

"you know."

"I have no idea."

"..."

After pushing to the limit, Xu Yang did not continue this meaningless topic. He was very hungry now and talking made him feel tired.

The man in Tang suit obviously knew a lot of things, but if the other party didn't tell him, Xu Yang couldn't force anything.

Using force to solve the problem may be a feasible solution, but his intuition told him that it was best not to do so.

Having lost most of his memories, all Xu Yang could rely on was his intuition.

The content of the next few days was lackluster. Xu Yang struggled with hunger every day, always half asleep and half awake. During this period, he discovered that he actually had a strong ability to resist hunger. He didn't know why.

Not a good thing.

Xu Yang's condition was getting worse step by step, but nothing happened to the man in Tang suit. Apart from meditating, he called Xu Yang every day, as if to confirm whether Xu Yang was still alive.

Except for some communication between the two on the first day, there was no communication between the two after that.

...

In the blink of an eye, 168 hours have passed.

Xu Yang fell into a deep sleep, half asleep and half awake. Although he wanted to stay awake, unfortunately he failed. Under the shroud of gray mist, he fell into a deep sleep.

"Hello~~~"

Xu Yang felt someone calling him, so he slowly opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

The man in Tang suit was squatting in front of him, looked at Xu Yang and said, "Wake up!"

A person was squatting in front of him, and he was so close to him. Xu Yang instinctively shrank back, and his body tensed for an instant, but the next second, his attention was attracted by something else.

Because he smelled the food.

Following the direction of the breath, he looked up and saw a round dining table in the middle of the room, with exquisite food placed on the dining table.

"Gulu~"

His stomach growled unsatisfactorily, and Xu Yang swallowed subconsciously, and then crawled towards the dining table.

Upon seeing this, the man in Tang suit stood up silently, moved out of the way, glanced at Xu Yang, and silently returned to his original position.

What a familiar scene, just like Qian Qingyue back then.

After struggling to climb up to the dining table, without caring about anything else, Xu Yang began to eat a lot, as if he wanted to make up for all the hunger he had suffered these days at this moment. The man in Tang suit looked at this scene calmly without stopping him.

After being replenished with food, Xu Yang's stopped brain began to work gradually. He raised his head, looked at the man in Tang suit, and asked: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I have already eaten."

Xu Yang took a look at the food on the table. Except for the marks he made, there was nothing missing. He looked at the man in Tang suit with some suspicion.

Seeing this, the man in Tang suit smiled and explained: "For you, food has unparalleled temptation, but for me, there is enough food every seven days."

After hearing this, Xu Yang stopped talking and continued to eat.

However, as he was eating, he suddenly discovered that besides food, there were two other things on the table.

A pair of knives and forks, and a notebook.

It's normal to have knives and forks on the dining table, but it's a bit unnatural to have a notebook. And the moment I saw the notebook, something flashed in my mind.

He stopped eating, wiped his hands with cloth-like clothes, picked up his notebook and started to read through it.

There is only one sentence in the notebook.

[My name is Xu Yang. I am already dead when you see this message. Don’t be surprised, shocked, or suspicious. This is the only way we can contact you, so please be sure to read the following content firmly.

Remember it and write down your next experience on the blank page.]

But apart from this sentence, there was no other information on it. Xu Yang flipped through it unbelievingly, but it was empty. Only a number appeared on the last page.

443!

"Who is Xu Yang? Why do I feel this name is so familiar?" Xu Yang murmured.

"That's your name."

"(°ー°〃)Hmm?"

Xu Yang was stunned and subconsciously turned his head to look at the man in Tang suit.

"That's how you introduced yourself."

"So, I am Xu Yang?"

The man in Tang suit shrugged and said nothing.

"Then what does this sentence mean? What does it mean that I am dead?"

"literal meaning."

"If I'm really dead, why am I still alive?"

"You need to find the answer yourself."

Xu Yang took a deep look at the man in Tang suit, then turned the notebook to the last page, looked at the number 443, and asked: "What does this number mean?"

"Then you need to ask yourself."

"do not you know?"

"Why do I know that?"

Xu Yang stopped talking, and the man in Tang suit didn't say anything more.

After a while, the dining table shook in vain. Xu Yang suddenly raised his head, looked at the man in Tang suit and asked, "What's going on?"

"The dining table is going down."

Speaking of this, the man in Tang suit looked at Xu Yang with faint eyes and asked, "It's time for you to make a choice."

"What choice?"

"The choice of your heart."

"What's the meaning?"

"Means nothing."

The dining table began to slowly descend. Xu Yang was still on the dining table. He looked at the dining table, then at the notebook in his hand, and then looked at the expressionless man in Tang suit, frowning.

"You seem to be expecting me to follow the table."

"Haha! Is there any?"

Xu Yang nodded.

"Then will you go down?"

Xu Yang was silent.

Reason told him not to go down, it was dangerous down there, and he would be safe as long as he stayed in 4014. Facts also proved that his idea was correct.

But there was still a voice in his mind telling him that he should go down with the dining table. He had more important things to do. Only by going down by the dining table could he find the answer, and Xu Yang felt vaguely that this time seemed to be his last chance.

, if he loses this opportunity, he will never have another chance.

Just when the dining table was about to sink and leave room 4014, Xu Yang suddenly jumped up from the dining table.

Obviously, at the last moment, he chose the former.

"ε=(??ο｀*)))Alas!"

Seeing this scene, the man in Tang suit sighed inaudibly. He seemed to be disappointed with Xu Yang's choice, but he was more relieved and calm.

"You're disappointed, right?" Xu Yang said.

"I can't say I'm disappointed. I won't be disappointed if I see it more."

"It seems that you are a person with a story."

"Aren't you the same?"

"Maybe."

Xu Yang jumped off the dining table and walked straight towards the man in Tang suit. After walking in front of him, he looked at the man in Tang suit condescendingly and then stretched out his hand.

"What's the meaning?"

"Give me my stuff back."

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