The coffin suddenly opened, but the eighty-number coffin with the wrong answer was closed again.
The ruthless devouring has begun.
Inside the coffin, Wen Xishu couldn't help but sigh at the brutal nature of this elimination match.
He had already solved the puzzle, but because he was targeted by the eyeball monster from the start, his rhythm was thrown off. When Old Zheng brought him to the eighty-one-number coffin, trying to grant him a chance to live...
He chose to let Old Zheng survive and then used a card to pass this round.
"Even if you solve the puzzle... you might still be eliminated for other reasons."
"This elimination match, you still can't be careless."
By consuming a god-level card, Wen Xishu survived.
As the laughter of the woman and the baby gradually faded away, the hearts of the ten surviving people were pounding fiercely.
Zheng's heart was beating quickly.
