Chapter 398 Gu Pingsheng's Memories
Time goes back half an hour.

Yu Wenxuan and the other four people who were trapped in the mysterious house fell into deep thought as they listened to the words of the man whose face they could not see clearly.

Gu Pingsheng already knew who this person was. After all, he was an eyewitness to what happened ten years ago. He was one of the people who were selected last time. He also had been through life and death together with this man whose face he couldn't see clearly.

"Bai...Kento?"

Gu Pingsheng revealed the identity of the mysterious man.

There was silence in the room.

After a moment, the man whose face could not be seen clearly nodded slightly.

"Long time no see, Pingsheng."

His voice made Gu Pingsheng's eyes blurry, and the memories that he had deliberately hidden began to revive little by little...

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My name is Gu Pingsheng, and I am a negotiation expert.

My job requires me to remain calm in any situation, but at this moment, I still felt the long-lost fear and panic.

Even though three minutes had passed, I still hadn't figured out the situation.

What exactly is going on?

Why did I come to this foggy and dark space when I opened a door?

I clearly only opened the office door...

I don't know why I am here. Fear is an irresistible reaction of humans when they encounter unknown dangers, and I am no exception.

until--

"Hey, come here!"

The strange man's voice startled me. Normally, I would never be scared by such a noise, but the "extraordinary event" that was happening had brought my worldview to the brink of collapse. Now, I would be extremely nervous at the slightest sign of trouble.

I immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and there was indeed a man in the mist, waving at me.

He was a very young man, and there seemed to be some other figures behind him.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

I stood still and asked the question in my mind.

"Me? My name is Xun Weimo, and I run a bar. As for the second question, I can't answer you."

The man named Xun Weimo suddenly lowered his voice. He must have turned his head and spoke to the other side: "You can ask him. This guy is the most experienced person here."

I walked over, in fact, I had no other choice.

The fog was like two curtains, slowly opening as I approached.

Here... there are indeed other people.

Without exception, the expressions they looked at me were very complicated.

However, I also saw the relationship between this group of people. Their positions were close yet not close, and the atmosphere lingering here was also far away and near. This was a group of people...who needed to cooperate with each other but also had to be wary of each other.

"Hello, my name is Bai Yanren."

As if responding to Xun Weimo's words, the man with the most seniority spoke with a smile.

"The name of this place is Wu Ji. Generally speaking, it is the border between life and death."

The border between life and death?

Bai Yanren’s answer left me stunned for a moment.

"I am already dead?"

I asked.

As a successful person in a general sense, I only used the three words "Gu Pingsheng" for less than 30 years. Could I have died so inexplicably?
"Not yet, but it will be soon." Xun Weimo interrupted.

His words were full of dejection. I am familiar with this feeling, which is a common feeling in people who attempt suicide.

This is also where I need to use my negotiation skills. Although these people are depressed and desperate, most of them can be persuaded relatively easily.

A truly desperate suicidal person would not give a "negotiation expert" like me any chance to negotiate.

I looked at the people present. There were quite a few people here, too many to count at a glance, at least dozens of them. But the strange thing was that although everyone kept their distance and contact, there was only one person, and everyone's body was slightly tilted towards him.

That person... was none other than Bai Yanren in front.

He is the "leader".

I immediately confirmed Bai Yanren's identity.

Even if he is not an obvious leader, he is the "leader" recognized by these people subconsciously.

I finally calmed down completely.

These people, like me, should have entered this place called Wu Ji, the border between life and death, for some unknown reason.

I went to him completely because I knew I had no choice.

From then on, all kinds of strange "missions" appeared in the fog. At the beginning, those "missions" did not appear in the real world, or rather, they were more like a section of time that had already passed, which was cut out for us to execute. Often, as soon as the blood word ended and we opened our eyes, we found ourselves in another time and space.

But things changed when the outline of a key appeared faintly in the palms of all of us.

Wu Ji’s “missions” began to be closely linked to the real world, and some were even announced a few days later.

Those who can survive to the later period are not fools.

Everyone is aware of the problem.

The bloody words at the beginning were more like some kind of screening.

When it comes to the stage of gathering the keys, it is no longer a matter of screening, but of selecting all.

All have the same qualifications.

Qualify to obtain a certain "key".

During this period of time, my relationship with Bai Yanren, Xun Weimo, Feng Yiru and others has become closer. Once humans get used to the separation of life and death, they tend to lose their fear of death.

I feel the same way. In fact, we all have the same understanding in our hearts - people like us will definitely die in a bloody mission.

But no one is afraid anymore.

Only Bai Yanren, only he, still maintained his fear of death. It was only after getting along with him that I understood why everyone was so centered around him.

It's not because he is much smarter or stronger than everyone else.

because……

He is an anchor.

Everyone is affected by a series of anomalies such as fog, life and death, ghosts, etc.

Everyone is changing.

He alone had not changed.

He still maintained the same state as when he first entered the Mist. When everyone was in a daze and had become zombies in another sense, a "living" person was too conspicuous.

Bai Yanren is such a conspicuous person.

Until one day, until that time...

"Yanren... you seem to have changed a bit," I said. "I've noticed that you've been much quieter lately. You've always been alone, looking up at the fog. Have you discovered something?"

"I want to meet him in my lifetime."

"Meet?" I was stunned for a moment, "Who?"

"The true master of Wu Ji."

His words made my eyes widen.

Does the fog have an owner?

"You've also discovered, right? The bloody words Wu Ji gave are both a mission summary and a hint for our survival. If they just want to kill us, hints for our survival are totally unnecessary."

"It's almost as if the ghosts and us humans have formed some kind of weird balance in this place called Wu Ji. The ghosts want to drag us into hell, but they also have other wills that want us to survive."

Bai Yanren looked up at the dark foggy sky, his lips curled slightly:

"I want to see who this will that suggests a way to survive and has been protecting us in some way belongs to."

(End of this chapter)