Chapter 1 Anomaly

"Brother Wei Shen, it's alright, tell us what you know. Even if the rules have changed, the rules you knew about the path of survival might still be valuable as a reference..."

The tall, blond Mark said sincerely to Shen Wei.

As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Seeing that this guy was quite humble, Shen Wei didn't hold back and told them the previous rules for survival.

"Do you remember rule number 17 of the Morning Light Amusement Park Visitor Regulations? When going to the toilet, you must ensure that there are no people or ghosts in the cubicles on either side at the same time. While using the toilet, you must not look up or down..."

"Restrain your fear, try not to make too much noise, and secondly, this is the key to survival. The color of the toilet door handle. Before I left, the cubicle with the black door handle was safe, which is the last cubicle in the men's room. That's where I escaped from..."

Before Shen Wei could finish speaking, the Indian Emil Khan suddenly interrupted him, "Why are you so sure that the rules have changed? Do you know something? Or are you trying to make us wary, afraid to choose the cubicle at the back of the toilet first? Let me think, is it that the cubicle at the back of the toilet can only be used once? Or perhaps, only allows one person to escape! Of course, there is another possibility, that is, after using this toilet cubicle, the rules of survival will change. The first person to enter is safe, and the rest of us have to re-analyze the rules of survival, am I right?..."

It must be said that this dark-skinned Indian Chosen One, Emil Khan, analyzed the situation quite well, presumably he was also a veteran of rule anomaly games. Shen Wei thought about it carefully, and what he said made some sense. If it were him, he would also consider these situations.

In response, Shen Wei gave him a triple affirmation for his analysis: "Ah, yes, yes, yes..."

Seeing the micro-expression on Shen Wei's face, the Indian Chosen One, Emil Khan, revealed a knowing look. While everyone else was still analyzing the rules Shen Wei had mentioned, he ran into the depths of the men's room with lightning speed, heading straight for the last cubicle.

By the time the others realized and wanted to stop him, it was too late.

"Emil Khan, you're shameless..."

"Hi, brother, are you so confident in your own judgment?"

"Emil Khan, come back, the rules are likely to have changed, what you're doing is very risky..."

Gwen, Matthew, Mark, and the others tried to dissuade him, but Emil Khan completely ignored them, which instantly created cracks in their already loose alliance. The silent Shen Wei, however, had a cold smile on his face at this moment.

The Indian Chosen One, Emil Khan, rushed into the last cubicle of the men's room, locked the door, then took out his tools and splashed his youth wantonly.

Emil Khan's expression was grim:

"Alliance! What a ridiculous alliance! Everyone wanted to use this Chinese guy from the start, all harboring ulterior motives! If it really comes to the situation I mentioned, these people will definitely fight for the path of survival..."

"Then I might as well strike first. Although the rules outside the amusement park are constantly collapsing, they shouldn't affect this place so quickly, so there is a high possibility that this is the path of survival, worth the risk..."

The Indian Emil Khan practiced completely according to the survival rules that Shen Wei thought of, and indeed nothing dangerous happened.

"Sure enough, the rules haven't changed yet..."

Emil Khan pushed open the door of the last cubicle and walked out. He found that he was still in the public toilet, but this time the toilet was not completely dark, and there were several green emergency lights emitting a faint green glow.

To be honest, this ghastly green light did not bring any sense of security to the Indian Emil Khan, but instead made him feel even more terrified.

And what was even more bizarre was that his companions, including the Shen Wei he hated, seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and were no longer in this toilet.

"Too weird, I have to get out of here as soon as possible..."

Emil Khan felt a little panicked. He quickly walked towards the toilet door. But he searched the entire toilet wall and could not find the exit door, as if the door simply did not exist here.

"What's going on? Why is this happening? The path of survival should be correct, I didn't make any mistakes in the steps I took, and I wasn't killed..."

Emil Khan thought for a long time but couldn't figure out where he went wrong. He returned to the last cubicle and locked himself in again.

He repeated the same steps as last time, but he had just finished urinating, how could he possibly pee again.

However, with his strong willpower, he still managed to squeeze out a few drops. Just when he thought he was safe this time, a strange laughter suddenly came from the cubicle next door.

The owner of this laughter had a bit of a duck voice and was a little neurotic, laughing for a while and then stopping for a while, which made Emil Khan feel a bad premonition in his heart. He took out a small Buddha pendant from his pocket and held it in his hand. Then he went to push the door of his cubicle, but to his horror, the door of this cubicle seemed to be welded shut, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it.

Enraged, Emil Khan used violence, attacking frantically, but he couldn't damage the toilet cubicle in the slightest.

At this moment, a burst of crying suddenly came from the wall to the left of Emil Khan. The crying was muffled, as if it was coming from inside the wall.

Emil Khan walked nervously to the place that was originally the wall. He reached out and touched it, and suddenly a feeling of fear arose spontaneously.

Because the touch in his hand didn't feel like a hard wall at all, but like the material of a toilet partition.

"What's going on? Space conversion or space transfer? Why has the place that was originally a wall become a toilet cubicle? Then if the wall becomes a toilet cubicle, then I have violated rule 17 of the Amusement Park Visitor Regulations, which will cost me my life..."

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Indian Emil Khan. While he was thinking about countermeasures, he suddenly noticed a man with a strange smile looking at him from the cubicle on the left. Although the man was smiling, he was making a muffled crying sound.

On the other cubicle, there was a burst of laughter. Emil Khan stiffly turned his neck, and saw a man exactly the same as the one on the left, his face full of tears, but making a cheerful laughing sound...

"Ahhhhh..."