I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today
Chapter 1015: Medusa 5

Chapter 1015: Chapter 1015: Medusa 5

The young man’s complexion was pale, standing rigid on the spot.

Those around him successively passed him, shuffling towards the femme fatale’s direction.

The femme fatale turned her head again.

Everyone stopped.

Because they were careful enough, this time still, no one was sacrificed.

If things were to continue in this state, passing the game would probably just take a few minutes.

Shen Mo was at the very back, maintaining a certain distance from everyone. If he wanted to overtake them, he could do it at any time, but he still harbored suspicions, feeling that the game had some trick up its sleeve.

After scrutinizing everyone for a minute with those golden vertical pupils, the ugly face turned away, and the beautiful face turned back, the femme fatale smiling as she asked, "The person at the front, do you have a question for me?"

Constantly asking the players questions, could the real trap of the game be these questions?

Shen Mo gazed at the back of the person at the front, frowning in anticipation of the person’s question.

"I... I want to see how my wife and children are doing!" The tall and hefty middle-aged Caucasian man asked.

This was the second person whose question was unrelated to the game.

Shen Mo couldn’t help but frown.

On second thought, it seemed understandable. These people probably felt confident due to their numbers, believing victory was readily at hand, and compared to the victory they would eventually achieve, they cared more about how their family and friends were doing now.

The reason they joined the battle, other than wanting to share the fruits of victory with the King, must be some deeply held belief or bond, presumably.

The femme fatale generously waved her hand, and an image immediately appeared in the air—

The image was that of an ordinary residential apartment, where a blonde woman and a little girl were nestled together on a sofa, with the woman holding a book, apparently reading a story to the little girl.

The middle-aged Caucasian man who asked the question immediately breathed a sigh of relief, murmuring, "They are fine... They are fine..."

Others looked at him with envy or jealousy.

In a world where the doll game was widespread, for one’s family to be safe and sound, that person was really lucky.

The game continues.

...

Whether it was because there were no sacrifices in the two consecutive rounds or not, everyone’s speed was noticeably faster, particularly those at the front, who seemed to be racing.

Wanting to be the first to question the femme fatale?

Shen Mo’s eyebrows knitted as he watched the femme fatale, maintaining distance, advancing two or three steps.

Suddenly, a sharp pain in his calf!

He endured the pain without looking down; it must be the snake coiled around his leg biting him.

Sure enough, the people ahead also began to shout in surprise:

"The snake bites!"

"What’s going on?! Weren’t we told they wouldn’t harm us?"

"Damn! They’re climbing higher!"

Ahead was chaos; some still remembered the rules of the game, while others couldn’t control themselves and reached out to brush the snakes off their bodies!

It was then that Medusa turned her head! Revealing those vertical pupils!

In an instant, four or five more people turned to stone!

The femme fatale obviously did it on purpose! Taking advantage of their momentary panic to ensnare them all in one go! Truly deceitful!

After those golden vertical pupils turned away, without waiting for the femme fatale to ask, a man in the front row couldn’t restrain his anger and questioned:

"Why?! You clearly said just now that these snakes wouldn’t hurt us!"

The femme fatale asked, "Does it hurt?"

The man was taken aback.

If one were to really talk about the pain... it was actually comparable to getting an injection, the reason for the panic being the suddenness of the attack, coupled with the natural human instinctual fear of such slimy creatures.

The femme fatale smiled and said, "Such small snakes, their fangs are not that big, how much could it hurt? If you really want to consider an injury the size of a needle prick as harm, then there’s nothing I can say... You can’t possibly be so sensitive that you’d complain to me about a mosquito bite, right?"

Everyone glared at it, angry but dared not speak out.

"Alright, that question just now, let’s count it as your query," the femme fatale smiled and said, "Now, let the game continue."

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