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  Although there were tourists all around him, and many people even gathered around to show their concern and ask if he was okay, Shi Ling felt a bone-chilling coldness and loneliness in his heart.

  "What to do? Call the police for help? No... Such things, even if I tell the police, they wont believe me. They might even think Im mentally ill and lock me up... And even if they do believe me, Im afraid theres nothing they can do about it."

  Shi Ling had a kind of fear rising from the depths of his soul, he could feel this supernatural power, and even thought of asking for help from no one. He was now completely certain that this "killing game" was real, and all previous encounters were not just dreams.

  Looking at the instrument screen on his left wrist, the white dot representing "Prophet" was still moving, and its direction of movement had also changed, as if it was coming in the direction where he was.

  "Could it be that the Prophet is also looking for me? In any case, according to the instructions, Ill find the Prophet first. Since this Killing Game is real, as long as I follow the rules of the game and win, I wont die. Those three days in the underground crevice, I was able to survive... I wont die in this Killing Game, Lin Yang, Cheng Lin... I will live through it with them too."

  Shi Ling started to run towards the places with more people, which made him feel safer in his heart. At the same time, he kept a distance from all the trees and streetlights on both sides of the road, as these things seemed extremely terrifying to him, and could collapse and fall on him at any moment.

  Shi Ling, who was running along the main road, suddenly stopped and his facial expression stiffened.

  In front of him, a stone arch bridge appeared.

  The scene of the stone arch bridge collapsing suddenly flashed back in my mind, the robust mans head was smashed by stones, red rotten flesh mixed with white brain pulp splashed out, a bloody and terrifying scene kept flashing back in my mind.

  "Im walking onto this stone arch bridge, will I end up like that man... will I die?" Shi Ling slowly approached the stone arch bridge, looking at the men and women, old and young, even two foreigners, chatting and pointing as they walked across the wide bridge, no one noticing Shi Ling standing pale-faced on the side.

  His legs were trembling slightly, and Shi Ling could even faintly feel that there seemed to be a gust of dark wind swirling around him, as if that invisible and intangible mysterious power had transformed into a fierce ghost hiding under the stone arch bridge, waiting for Shi Ling to cross the bridge...

  There are lakes on both sides, and to find the "prophet", crossing the bridge is the only way. As for swimming across the lake? Thats even more dangerous, perhaps as soon as you enter the water, theres a possibility of being dragged into the lake by some force, never to resurface again.

  "What should we do now?" Shi Ling stopped in front of this stone arch bridge.

  Now this stone arch bridge in his eyes, is no doubt the Naihe Bridge in the underworld, stepping on it may lead to a miserable death.

  "Or I can stay here and wait for the Prophet to come find me, looking at the map just now, that white light spot is indeed heading in my direction..." Shiling looked at the instrument screen on his left wrist again, which confirmed that the "Prophet" was indeed coming from the direction he was in.

  "No way, if the Prophet really came and walked onto this bridge... wouldnt an accident happen too? According to the game rules, if the Prophet dies, I will fail... and the loser will also die..."

  The instrument screen on the left wrist showed a time display, and the time limit for this "killing game" was five hours, while more than an hour had just passed, with plenty of time to spare.

  "Its a risk to cross the bridge... or wait for the prophet to find me..." Two thoughts kept intertwining, Shi Ling slowly sat down on one side, although they had only been playing "murder game" for over an hour, he already felt somewhat mentally exhausted, this intangible pressure made him feel suffocated.

  In the end, Shiling still chose to stay here and wait for the "Prophet" to find him.

  The terror of the bridge crushed the courage in his heart, and his only hope was that the "Prophet" could be unaffected by this intangible power of terror and come find him.

  This wait was already over half an hour, Shi Ling kept looking at the people coming and going on the stone arch bridge in front of him, wanting to see who was the "Prophet", but the "Prophet" did not appear. Staring at the screen of the instrument on his left wrist, he finally confirmed that the "Prophet" had also stopped moving.

  Just like him, the "Prophet" also stopped somewhere, and the white light point representing the "Prophet" stayed in a fixed place for a long time.

  "How could this be? Did the prophet also encounter such a thing like me? Unable to move again?"

  Shi Ling became anxious, watching the time ticking away on the instrument screen, with less than three hours left.

  "No, cant wait any longer." Shi Ling stood up and slowly walked to the front of the stone arch bridge again, trying to put one foot on it, his whole leg trembling slightly, unable to exert force.

  Taking a deep breath, Shi Ling slowly moved to the edge of the stone arch bridge. Even if it collapsed, he still had a chance to jump back to the shore.

  The stone arch bridges carved silk remained still, but the people passing by all had strange eyes looking at Shiling. In their eyes, Shilings actions were really too weird, most of them stared from a distance and then quickly escaped, afraid to get close to Shiling.

  Shi Ling stared at the stone arch bridge in front of him, one step, two steps, the stone arch bridge remained unchanged. The terror in Shi Lings heart grew more and more intense, suddenly a loud roar, also unknown where the power came from, rushed towards the stone arch bridge like crazy.

  Pedestrians on both sides were startled by him, Shi Ling rushed too hastily and fell heavily to the ground, rolling over several times in a row, panting, when he turned his head back, the Stone Arch Bridge was already behind him.

  He safely crossed the stone arch bridge, and the bridge did not collapse.

  "Hah......hah...hah..." Shi Ling gasped violently, scrambled to his feet, and without bothering to brush off the dust on his body or notice the strange looks from the people around him, he sprinted down the road.

  Because of the enormous power and fear brought by that stone arch bridge, it was suddenly released, and now Shiling felt a new surge of energy being released from his originally exhausted body.

  "Why didnt anything happen to the stone arch bridge just now? Is it because in The Hunger Games everyone can only have one unexpected accident? Or was I fine because I dodged it earlier? Or is there another reason?"

  He sprinted all the way, occasionally glancing at the instrument screen on his left wrist. When he finally stopped due to exhaustion, he found a police car parked ahead with many people gathered around, apparently something had happened.

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