Outside in the corridor, Dokai still struggled. The soul-form portion of his body had faded considerably, but his survival instinct kept him twisting and writhing, trying to find an opening to escape from the two Titan hands.

Inside the room, Elith asked: "You believe Millan?"

"No."

"Then why stop?"

"Because if she’s telling the truth, this matter will affect Rover."

Elith fell silent.

The answer was very simple.

But enough to explain everything.

Morie could coldly crush Dokai. She could not care about Millan. She didn’t necessarily have to care about the Survivors outside either.

But Rover was different.

If this choice could bring danger to Rover, she wouldn’t make the decision on her own.

At the same time, inside the bedroom of room 2705.

The air was still filled with the warm, sweet scent that lingered after the rain and clouds.

Rover lay on the bed, his breathing gradually steadying. His body was covered by a thin blanket, on his neck and chest there were still a few faint kiss marks left by his women.

Nanoe was lying beside him.

Her long brown hair was slightly tousled, a few damp strands clinging to her neck and shoulders. Her smooth white skin was still flushed pink, as if she had just been soaked in warm water. Her gentle eyes were half-closed, the corners of her mouth still retaining a soft trace of satisfaction. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

When Morie’s message appeared, Nanoe slowly opened her eyes.

She wasn’t alarmed.

Wasn’t displeased.

She just slightly tilted her head, reading the entire content that Morie had sent.

A moment later, Nanoe gently sat up.

The blanket slid off her round shoulders, exposing soft skin still bearing a few amorous red marks. She reached out for the thin towel beside her, casually wrapping it around her body.

That towel was very thin.

So thin that it almost only covered the places that needed covering.

Nanoe’s full curves were still clearly visible beneath the white fabric. Her plump breasts pressed against the towel. Her soft, slender waist, her shapely hips, and her long, white legs stepped down from the bed in silence.

She was like a woman who had just emerged from a sweet dream.

Gentle.

Seductive.

Making others want to pull her into their arms.

But her eyes at this moment were too clear-headed.

Clear-headed to the point of being cold.

Rover slightly opened his eyes. Seeing Nanoe leave the bed, he hoarsely asked: "Is something wrong?"

Nanoe leaned down, lightly kissing his forehead.

"It’s nothing. Just a small matter."

Her voice was as gentle as always.

Rover looked at her for a moment, then closed his eyes again. He didn’t ask further, because he trusted Nanoe. If it was truly something that needed his immediate decision, she wouldn’t have used that tone.

Nanoe stepped out of the bedroom.

Her bare feet touched the cold floor, but her expression didn’t change at all. The thin towel swayed slightly with each step she took, exposing her long, slender legs and skin so smooth and white it almost seemed to glow under the lights of the room.

Monica blushed the moment she saw Nanoe walk out, hurriedly lowering her head.

Elith also glanced at Nanoe, her gaze lingering slightly on that body which was barely covered, before calmly moving away.

Morie didn’t pay attention to those things.

She only looked at Nanoe.

"You’ve already read it?"

Nanoe smiled.

"I’ve read it."

She walked over beside Morie, looking at the screen displaying Dokai held tight by the two Titan hands.

Then, she looked at Millan’s messages once more.

From beginning to end, Nanoe’s expression carried not the slightest trace of fear.

In fact, the smile on her lips deepened slightly.

"An existence terrifying to that degree, less than 20 miles from this place..."

Morie nodded gently.

"If Millan is telling the truth, crushing Dokai’s soul core could activate that connection."

"I know."

"So what is your meaning?"

Nanoe didn’t answer immediately.

She only looked at Dokai struggling on the screen.

Looked at the distorted faces on his soul-form limbs.

Looked at the trembling grayish-black soul core in his chest.

Then, she softly said:

"Kill him."

Morie frowned.

Elith also turned her head to look at Nanoe.

Monica unconsciously clenched her hands, her face slightly uneasy.

Morie asked: "What if that drags the thing here?"

Nanoe smiled.

Her smile was very gentle.

Gentle like an older sister comforting a little girl who had just had a nightmare.

But for some reason, when she saw that smile, Monica felt a chill run down her spine. Elith also slightly narrowed her eyes, while Morie immediately understood that Nanoe wasn’t making this decision based on emotion.

She had already calculated.

Even calculated very quickly.

Nanoe reached up to tuck a strand of slightly tousled brown hair behind her ear. The gesture was very soft, very feminine, but the words that followed were cold to the bone.

"If that thing is truly drawn to souls, then the first to die won’t be us."

Morie looked at her.

Nanoe continued to smile.

"Millan is using the entire apartment complex to threaten us. But she forgot one thing."

"In this apartment complex, there are many living shields."

The air in the room suddenly fell silent.

Monica softly trembled.

Elith frowned.

She had encountered many dangerous creatures. Spiders, monsters, souls, resentful spirits, things with forms even more disgusting than Dokai, none of these were unfamiliar to her.

But hearing Nanoe speak that line in such a gentle voice, Elith still felt a slight chill behind her neck.

Not pure fear.

But a kind of shudder very difficult to describe.

Nanoe didn’t resemble a monster. She didn’t radiate insane killing intent, nor did she have a fierce appearance. She just stood there, wrapped in a thin towel, her hair slightly tousled, her face gentle, her gaze soft, her voice tender.

But it was precisely because of this that she was even more frightening.

Like a soft white flower.

Only after touching it did one realize there were poisonous thorns beneath the petals.

Morie silently considered.

Very quickly, her eyes lit up slightly, as if she had understood what Nanoe was saying.

"Your meaning is... if that thing truly appears, the other Survivors will certainly not think it’s a disaster brought about by us."

Nanoe didn’t answer.

She only smiled.

Morie looked at the screen, her voice growing increasingly calm.

"They’ll think it’s a hidden Boss."

Elith frowned.

Morie continued: "If it’s a monster appearing outside the round, it won’t be bound by event rules. In other words, the rooms won’t necessarily be absolutely safe places, but at the same time, the Survivors won’t be limited by the current rules of play either. They can leave their rooms, can fight, can compete for the killing blow, can try to claim the reward."

Monica raised her head, her face slightly pale.

"But... what if it’s very strong?"

Morie calmly replied: "Precisely because it’s very strong, they’ll think its reward is very large."

Elith fell silent.

That’s right.

This was the Endless Game.

Here, fear wasn’t the only thing controlling Survivors.

Greed was as well.

If a terrifying existence was truly drawn to the apartment complex by Dokai, the weakest Survivors might perhaps hide in their rooms trembling. But the stronger Survivors were different.

They would observe.

They would weigh the options.

They would try to attack.

They would consider whether that thing was a hidden Boss.

They would think about whether killing it would yield a reward far greater than an ordinary Boss.

Some would even actively recruit allies, form teams, find ways to snatch the killing blow.

Because in this game, danger and opportunity were often separated by only a thin layer of skin.

Morie looked at Nanoe.

"You want to use the entire apartment complex as a buffer zone."

Nanoe still smiled.

Not admitting.

Not denying.

Only using a soft voice to say: "I just think that if Millan wants to use everyone’s lives to pressure us, then we should also respect everyone’s existence a little."

Monica felt that this sentence sounded very gentle.

But the content within it made her go cold all over.

Respect everyone’s existence.

In other words, let them play their useful role.

A shield.

Bait.

Competitors.

Time-stallers.

People to die in their place.

All of these could be useful roles.

Elith looked at Nanoe once again.

Before, she had felt that the most dangerous person in room 2705 was Rover. After that, she had felt that Morie, after awakening her Titan bloodline, was also very dangerous.

But now, Elith suddenly felt that Nanoe was the one who should be underestimated least.

Rover was strong in capability.

Morie was strong in intelligence and bloodline.

But Nanoe was different.

She could use the gentlest smile to calculate how to send many people to face the blade, then make it sound like a natural and reasonable choice.

Morie thought for a few more seconds.

Then she returned to the private chat with Millan.

At this moment, Millan’s message appeared again.

[Millan: Have you thought it through carefully? If Dokai dies, that thing could truly come. By then no one will be able to control the consequences.]

Morie looked at those words, then looked at Nanoe.

Nanoe didn’t say anything.

She only gently nodded.

Morie understood.

She sent a message.

[Room 2705 – Morie: I refuse.]

Almost immediately, Millan replied.

[Millan: Have you gone insane?!]

[Room 2705 – Morie: No. I’m very clear-headed.]

[Millan: You’re going to get everyone killed!]

[Room 2705 – Morie: The one who brought Dokai here is you.]

[Millan: I warned you!]

[Room 2705 – Morie: After he stole the Boss, attacked room 2705, was caught, and is about to die.]

Millan’s messages stopped.

Morie continued sending.

[Room 2705 – Morie: You didn’t warn us. You merely used consequences you yourself concealed to pressure us into sparing him.]

[Room 2705 – Morie: So if a disaster occurs, it doesn’t begin with my decision.]

[Room 2705 – Morie: It begins with your selfishness.]

The final message was sent.

Morie didn’t wait for Millan to reply anymore.

She raised her hand.

Out in the corridor, the two Titan hands immediately tightened their grip.

Dokai sensed the danger. His body suddenly struggled even more violently. The soul drill spun to the point of almost shattering. The crab pincer on his left arm madly bit at the Titan fingers. The tentacles in his mouth extended out like countless grayish-black snakes, trying to wrap around the massive wrist squeezing him tightly.

But it was useless.

The lava veins on the two Titan hands simultaneously lit up.

Not the azure light of Psionics.

Not ordinary firelight either.

It was a heavy, ancient red-orange color, like lava flowing within the blood vessels of an ancient Titan.

Crack!

The soul core in Dokai’s chest was squeezed into deformation.

The invisible chains wrapped around it stretched to their absolute limit.

Morie didn’t stop.

Crack crack crack!

Cracks appeared one by one on the grayish-black soul core.

The countless faces on Dokai’s limbs simultaneously opened their mouths. There was no sound, but the entire corridor was as if swept by an invisible wave of resentful intent. The cold aura dissipated. The spider silk trembled. Even the Ice Wolf General, who had been pulled back, opened her eyes to look toward Dokai.

In room 2705, Monica unconsciously covered her chest.

Elith lowered her center of gravity.

Nanoe still smiled.

Morie clenched her hand.

BOOM!!!!

Dokai’s soul core was crushed.

In that moment, his entire deformed body, over three meters tall, went rigid between the two Titan hands.

Then, he exploded.

Not exploding like ordinary flesh and blood.

But a soul explosion.

Dokai’s material body shattered into countless grayish-black fragments. The soul-form tentacles were torn apart. The distorted faces dissipated into smoke. A wave of ash-colored energy spread outward, sweeping across the ice-covered corridor, blasting all the spider silk, cold aura, monster corpses, and debris on the ground to both sides.

Within that explosion, a very small sound rang out.

Crack.

Like some chain very far away had just been snapped apart.

Or awakened.