Guo Fengyan felt something moving above his head. When he looked up, he saw those eyes, large and small, open and closed, as if growing from the wall.

He felt dizzy, his hands and feet tingled, his body stiffened, and he almost fell to the ground.

The Prison Guard turned to Guo Fengyan, smiling as he said, "I told you not to look around aimlessly. I don’t want to carry a corpse over there."

"What are those things?" Guo Fengyan asked.

The Prison Guard extended two fingers, pointing at his own eyes, "Eyes, aren’t you familiar? Obvious things."

For a moment, Guo Fengyan was speechless. He knew they were eyes, yet how could eyes grow on the ceiling?

He said nothing more, dragging the chains and following the Prison Guard, the clinking sounds echoing in the hallway.

It was very quiet here, even the wailing above couldn’t be heard, as if separated by a layer of space.

He followed the Prison Guard through the large door in the middle of the seventh floor.

It was a hall, the air thick with the scent of blood, the ceiling lined with monster corpses.

These monsters mostly emerged from the black mist, they came from another world but were merely larger prey before these wizards.

A few people dressed like wizards were moving around not far away, but paid them no attention, not even glancing over.

Yet Guo Fengyan could feel that they were watching him in another way.

The Prison Guard led Guo Fengyan into the inner hall, bowing before a small figure, "

"Sir, I’ve brought the person here. He should be the Extraordinary one, but his strength seems weak."

The person was wearing a black robe, about the height of an eleven or twelve-year-old, squatting in front of a creature that looked like a hippo but with hands.

The short wizard turned his head, showing a child’s face, lips red, teeth white, eyes filled with innocence, incompatible with the environment.

Guo Fengyan dared not underestimate him in the slightest. He knew the other was definitely a wizard too, and even if he was a child, he could easily kill him, let alone him, a mere prisoner.

He swallowed hard, speaking with a hoarse voice, straining, "Wizard Sir, what do you want from me?"

The child put his index finger in his mouth, licking the blood on it, then looked at the corpse on the ground before turning to Guo Fengyan, slowly saying:

"Your world is not as simple as it appears, there’s quite a surprise, hehe, you must be the Player."

Guo Fengyan didn’t deny it, nodding, "Yes, I am the Player."

Apparently, the wizards had already learned a lot of information, he had no need to hide anything, as hiding would only bring trouble, because he didn’t know exactly how much the other knew.

"Your numbers are quite few, not many Extraordinary in the city, just Ordinary People, did they all run away?"

The child said with interest, standing up and walking up to Guo Fengyan, looking up at him.

Guo Fengyan assured, "Most Players evacuated earlier, those remaining are mostly Ordinary People unable to leave."

The child stared into Guo Fengyan’s eyes, continued, "Though, we also captured other Extraordinary ones, but he wasn’t as obedient as you, didn’t cooperate, so he had to be kept locked up."

Clearly, he was very interested in the so-called Doomsday Game, something they had never encountered before.

He showed a regretful expression, continued, "Can you tell me what exactly the so-called Doomsday Game is?"

Previously, a player’s soul was forcibly read but found no information about the Doomsday Game, as if shielded by some power.

This was a dangerous signal, yet they couldn’t resist exploring it.

Wizards inherently grow through exploring taboos, danger is just commonplace.

Guo Fengyan hesitated, considering whether to tell him, but he had few choices, either to talk or to die.

"I don’t really know, this thing forcibly dominated our world, we are victims too."

The child furrowed his brows, discontented, "Speak more clearly."

Guo Fengyan’s eyes flickered, "Actually, before this, our world did not have any Extraordinary power, it was an ordinary world······"

As he spoke, a bright white light shot from his eyes, he collapsed unconscious.

"It’s the same, he wants to say something but can’t."

The child showed a serious expression, muttering.

In reality, Guo Fengyan hadn’t said anything, everything only existed in his imagination.

······

Guo Fengyan soon after he entered the prison, completely lost contact, like losing signal, no matter how Chen Ling tried to reach him, there was no response.

This reminded Su Changxing of the scene during the zombie apocalypse at Black Mountain Hospital, they were isolated in fragmented small spaces, and the phone signals were similarly cut off.

"That means the prison should also be in another separate small space, not within the coverage of the Doomsday Game, hence the severed contact."

He analyzed, realizing that these wizards had a deep understanding of space and could apply it to architecture.

The prison’s internal space might be larger than it appeared from the outside.

Meanwhile.

Su Changxing led Xu Kai and others, moving in the direction away from West Bridge City. Over here, they saw fewer traces of soldiers’ activities and neither the watch tower.