Since the origin of this 'hunting game' was mostly clear, only one problem remained for Wen Wen.
He was treated like a lightning rod by the demon hunters of nearby cities, always brought along for every major operation.
When Chu Wei was alive, it represented safety. Once Chu Wei died, it meant the danger had begun.
At this point, the captain would usually shout, "Ah Wei is dead, everyone watch yourselves!"
If it weren't for Chu Wei's personal wish to become a wanderer, he would have long been snatched up by some elite demon hunter action team.
An ability user like him was a treasure in any team.
This kind of misfortune was perhaps the price he paid for his immortal ability.
After confirming the information he wanted, Wen Wen voiced his idea: "In that case, when the next game begins, you'll still be the prey. Let them kill you, and then leave this place within thirty seconds. Is that feasible?"
Chu Wei thought for a moment and said with some reluctance, "Your idea is indeed feasible... but dying still hurts!"
Seeing that there was a chance, Wen Wen quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Look, I have a gun here, an extraordinary weapon! If you get a headshot, you won't even feel any pain."
Chu Wei scoffed, "It's not you dying, how do you know it doesn't hurt?"
Wen Wen's eyes darted around, then he continued to cajole, "How about this? If you're willing to do this, I'll claim that this containment subject was handled by you. Then you can go take the wanderer assessment."
Wen Wen didn't need the credit, but if the opportunity arose later, he still wanted to gain some benefits.
Chu Wei struggled with it for a long time, and finally decided to agree to Wen Wen's plan.
Although he wasn't afraid of death, and had died many times, he rarely sought death out himself, so making this decision wasn't easy.
After agreeing, everyone waited for the game to begin.
Only ten-odd minutes passed before the bronze statue began to move again. This time, the game was rock-paper-scissors.
Under Wen Wen's threat, everyone chose paper, except for Chu Wei who consistently chose scissors. Chu Wei ultimately became the chosen prey.
Wen Wen raised his hand and asked Chu Wei, "Are you ready?"
Chu Wei closed his eyes, a look of grim resignation on his face.
Then, Wen Wen swung his hand down forcefully. San Zai'er coiled its body around the handgun 'Qun Lang', aimed it at Chu Wei's head, and pulled the trigger with its tail tip.
A silent bullet passed through, piercing Chu Wei's skull instantly. He twitched a few times on the spot before his life essence completely dissipated.
Wen Wen seized the moment and shouted, "Ah Wei is dead, the timer starts!"
San Zai'er's body rapidly expanded, becoming a giant python over ten meters long in a second.
Then Wen Wen grabbed San Zai'er's tail tip and threw it with all his might.
One meter, two meters, three meters...
It stretched five to six meters from the hotel entrance without being attacked!
The middle-aged man from before, however, had only gotten less than two meters out before being reduced to shreds!
"This method is feasible!"
After confirming his safety, Wen Wen increased his strength and sent San Zai'er flying out.
And only seven or eight seconds had passed.