"I don't understand, say it again."
Hoàng Tuân moved the axe closer to the man's neck, and those behind could even feel the wet blood on the axe.
Such actions made the air freeze.
The man looked up at Hoàng Tuân.
Seemingly conveying to him through his eyes that such threatening actions made him very uncomfortable.
It's just that Hoàng Tuân seemed not to understand that implication.
Continuing to press the axe against his neck...
The air fell silent for a while.
The school doctor finally chose to compromise.
He was genuinely afraid that after Hoàng Tuân killed him with the axe, some crucial memories of his would be erased.
Finally, from his past experiences.
The choice of memory erasure after death was random...
"The school back then was not like this."
"You know, that's the kind of haunted school story scenario. You just need a glance to know there's a problem, like inappropriate demonic drawings in the hallways, and lights in the bathroom switching on and off... When we got pulled in, the world was like this."
The school doctor spoke with a hoarse voice.
His thoughts drifted back to the scenes of them coming to this place about ten years ago.
Hoàng Tuân also didn't interrupt him.
Instead, he chose to listen carefully—
"When we got pulled in, there were twenty of us. At that time, everyone was just passing characters. Even seven of them were entering this world for the first time. Well... four of them were a family, husband, wife, a son, and a daughter."
"I remember that woman was not normal at all, basically not listening to anyone, just running around randomly, ultimately getting killed by violating the rules."
"Yes, her husband was among those who died."
"At that time, her husband sacrificed himself to protect her, covering her to escape, and his body was torn into pieces by the demonic entities... A few minutes before her husband did that, she was still cursing him as useless, not doing anything worthwhile..."
"Do you know? At that time, Tran Hung Dao High School was a very ordinary and simple story. We clearly just needed to find an exit and escape to a safe place. It's like playing a maze game... Have you ever played that game? It's a trap-dodging game... If you choose correctly, you survive; if you choose wrong, you die."
"But she disturbed others by making speculations, actually, we all knew, the first time entering this kind of world, the nervous breakdown is normal, and that woman was obviously in such a state..."
"She didn't want to live, we did."
"There was no way, at that time, I and a few survivors negotiated to deal with the matters of her whole family, anyway, we all had experience, at least compared to them, we knew some rules."
"So, we chose them to test the trap."
...
"Test the trap? Won't you die if the test fails?" Hoàng Tuân frowned and asked.
The man just sighed.
Apparently, this was a decision they had no choice but to make at that time.
"Yes, you'll die... But under these circumstances, there's no good way. Although this wasn't the first time entering, it didn't mean we wouldn't die."
"Using living people to explore and find the answer, it's the best method to ensure that someone can survive within the group."
Listening to this.
Hoàng Tuân's eyebrows didn't relax.
But he also restrained the emotions wanting to refute this perspective...
Although from some angle, this method wasn't in line with humanitarianism, for this group of people, it was indeed a practical way to ensure their survival.
From another perspective...
Their method wasn't wrong.
Wrong in the sense that it was selfish.
Lacked morality.
"After agreeing on the viewpoint, we started to implement it."
The school doctor didn't know what Hoàng Tuân was thinking at this moment; he just continued to recount what he remembered.
"The daughter of that woman is a very brave girl. When we were trapped in desperate situations, her daughter stood up to find a way... It's a bit embarrassing to say this. We, as adults, were less brave than a little girl."
"After that, the girl also died, falling from the balcony into the pond behind the flower garden, mouth stuffed with hair."
"At that time, the woman was extremely distressed, and she cried so much that she almost couldn't open her eyes."
"But there was no way. Her leg was injured, and standing up was difficult, not to mention pulling the determined boy."
"I still remember the trembling of that young man's legs; he was truly frightened... But he still picked up a useless wooden stick from the ground, step by step toward the last door."
"He was scared."
"But standing behind him was his mother..."
"You won't know that feeling."
"You won't understand."
"The courageous act of standing up to protect someone, even when you're scared."
"I can remember that scene very clearly..."
"After that."
"The boy died."
"The woman went crazy..."
"She turned into something monstrous, and in a special form, turned the simple story of that time into the diverse world it is today."
"All the NPCs here are actually real people, but they have all lost their memories."
"They."
"All became a part of the imaginary world of that woman..."