Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 10: Lava [Complete]

1210: Decisive Evidence!

After the words fell, the utility room fell silent. Everyone seemed reluctant to speak first, each one hesitating. It was only when Lin Sanjiu started to get impatient that Red Face cleared his throat and finally said, "Let me go first. It doesn't matter who speaks first; the important thing is that the truth cannot be faked, and the false cannot be true."

He pondered for a few seconds, and a trace of red, cracked pieces appeared on his hand.

"Look, this is just ordinary red paint, nothing special. I painted my face red, and it doesn't serve any practical purpose or require any ability. You might have guessed it already, but I painted it just because of the club. This red face is my player name."

"Player name?" Lin Sanjiu asked.

"In our club, we don't usually call each other by our real names. Everyone has a unique and distinctive symbol. I am red-faced... 'Player Red Face' or 'Player Blue Hummingbird'—that's our code name, and everyone knows who you're referring to," Red Face explained.

"How does Blue Hummingbird represent?" Bohemia asked, squeezed in the corner.

"That guy wears a blue hummingbird headgear, like a real bird, and never takes it off no matter where he goes. If you call him by the wrong name, he'll correct you and say it's a hummingbird," Red Face said and gestured with his hand. "The bird's beak is this long!"

He paused for a moment before continuing, "The club is relatively relaxed, without strict rules. Often, someone will send a notice, like predicting when we'll enter the Wear the Crown pocket dimension, how many people are needed, the deadline for registration, and whether visas are included. If you're interested, you can participate; if not, you can wait for the next one, and no one will bother you."

"What is the Wear the Crown pocket dimension?" Bohemia seemed very interested in the club, forgetting that Red Face might be making things up on the spot. The more details there were, the easier it would be to verify the truth or falsehood of their claims. Lin Sanjiu nodded encouragingly at her but received a glare in return.

"It's a chess pocket dimension," Red Face recalled with a frown. "It seems to have borrowed the form and some rules of chess, with posthumans acting as chess pieces and forming teams to battle. I've never played it because I'm not interested in chess, and this game requires sixteen players to participate; otherwise, if one or two inexperienced outsiders join, it can easily ruin the entire game. With more people, it's not easy to form a team, and visas are generally not included."

"Wait a moment," Lin Sanjiu said, raising her hand to stop him, then quickly turned to Gardenia. "Give me a detailed example of a game now, and don't think about it."

"Whack-a-Mole," Gardenia replied without hesitation. "It's a game where the Mole Team and the Hammer Team face off, also a group game. Both sides have four players each and compete on a grid array of four rows and four columns. When the signal sounds, the moles must pop their heads out of the circular holes. If a hammer player is standing outside the hole and hits them, it counts as a hit, and the Hammer Team scores a point. If the hammer player misses, the Mole Team scores a point. Each player's movement speed is limited to one grid at a time."

Lin Sanjiu found it hard to believe that this game was something Gardenia came up with on the spot. Maybe she had experienced a certain game pocket dimension before and decided to use it. She glanced at Gardenia with resistance and then said to Red Face, "Continue."

There was no need to ask the former security guard anything—the time Gardenia took to speak allowed him to think about what to say.

"Whack-a-Mole?" Red Face snorted. "I've never heard of it. It seems Lava is ranked around 80th in the 'Top 100 Games' list in the club. But there hasn't been a team from the club participating in it. I came here on a whim. Besides, this game can also be played solo."