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The Eleventh Game: Kunlun Hotel 17

After coming down from the 15th floor, Wen Nannan made her way to the lakeside, and Zhou Kaiyu followed closely behind her.

He walked alongside Wen Nannan and asked softly, "How do you watch?"

"I'm stand and watch." Wen Nannan replied with a deadpan expression.

Zhou Kaiyu: "……No, I mean about that player's death, and also…" He paused for a moment before continuing, "Cui Yuan."

"What else could it be? The BOSS of this round of the game must have done it."

The surface of the lake rippled gently under the breeze, reflecting the surrounding trees and the gloomy sky, creating a stifling atmosphere.

The first player's death occurred in the elevator, and the subsequent two deaths were connected to water.

And then there was Cui Yuan. How could a regular player, in a map as dangerous as this game, casually get close to a stranger? Or perhaps, she had been influenced by something?

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