A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1294

Chapter 1294

In the backstage viewing area, a group of men in black suits, all silent, cast their eyes towards room 9.

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“room 9 is managed by Mr. Quartus’ group.”

One of the men from Group 1 was about to comment on the absence of Mr. Nine from Group 2, when a woman’s voice interrupted him.

The woman’s voice, clearly defending room 9, deliberately pushed the blame onto Mr. Quartus.

Mr. Quartus didn’t respond, he simply gave the woman a cold glance.

The main man of Group 1 remained quiet, and so did the rest of the team.

“Mr. Quartus, please have your man report to the detention room for investigation immediately!”

As the robotic voice faded, Mr. Quartus uncrossed his long legs, got up from his high chair and descended. When he passed room 2-7, he paused slightly.

His commanding presence was intimidating, but the woman at room 2-7, with her arms crossed and eyes forward, didn’t even raise her head.

“Wait.”

Mr. Quartus left this ominous word behind and walked towards the control room.

At the corner, he ran into the returning Mr. Nine.

As they passed each other, they exchanged a glance.

“You’re a step too late.”

The Area Opaca control system was hard to crack, but Mr. Nine was quite capable despite being late.

At least he was able to switch off the surveillance in the player’s room, eyen if it was for a short time, even if he had to take the fall for it.

Mr. Nine, however, didn’t respond to Mr. Quartus, but continued back to the viewing area.

Mr. Quartus turned to look at Mr. Nine’s retreating figure, his eyes narrowing slightly beneath his mask…

He stood there for a moment before arriving at the control room. After his palm print and iris were verified, the door to the control room opened.

He entered, instructing the man responsible for room 9’s system to report to the detention room, and then made his way back.

At the same corner, Mr. Nine was waiting for him.

Mr. Quartus walked over leisurely, without saying a word.

Mr. Nine didn’t bother to break the silence either, he simply uttered two words.

“Down there.”

Mr. Nine’s voice was cold, and his words brief. But Mr. Quartus understood what he was asking.

He glanced at the monitor, and tapped out a Morse code message on the side of his pants.

[The game has begun, no one has the authority to go down there, unless the 1-1 program is cracked],

It appeared that Mr. Nine understood the message. He seemed to want to ask something else.

Mr. Quartus instinctively looked at his head, then raised his eyes to the direction of the monit

Realizing what he meant, Mr. Nine nodded to him before turning and quickly departing…

Mr. Quartus watched his retreating figure, a slow smile tugging at his lips. If only this kid was on Group 1.

In room 9, Eleanor was staring at Robin, who shook his head at her, signaling her to keep quiet.

Realizing they were under surveillance, Eleanor stopped speaking and started to wonder who had ordered her to leave.

The only possibility she could think of were Bernard and Caleb,

은

were missing.

But they had entered as players, controlled by Area Opaca, they could not possibly be Area Opaca’s puppet masters.

Furthermore, she didn’t know whether they were dead or alive. In such uncertain circumstances, it was hard for Eleanor to conclude that it was them. Regardless of who it was, the note had been delivered too late. She had already confirmed her participation, it was impossible to leave now.

As Eleanor was lost in thought, the electronic voice sounded once more:

“Remaining players, please choose your game area.”

Following the voice, an electronic screen on the wall displayed four game areas.

Eleanor and Robin, still handcuffed together, had to choose the same area. But which one should they choose?

“The names of these spaces are quite arbitrary, aren’t they? Youth, Young Adult, Middle Aged, and Elderly.”

“Do you think it might correspond to the difficulty of the game?”

“Could be.”

Then let’s choose based on the names. The Youth space seems like it would be simpler, shall we choose that?”

Eleanor pointed at the bottom right corner while seeking Robin’s opinion.

“During the elderly phase, action is slow and the mind starts to deteriorate, maybe the Elderly space is simpler.”

Eleanor thought for a moment and agreed with Robin.

“Then let’s choose Elderly.”

“Okay.”

With their decision made, they both pressed the confirmation button on the screen.

A few minutes later, the electronic voice announced again.

“Now announcing game difficulty levels.”

“Youth space, two-star difficulty.”

“Young Adult space, three-star difficulty.”

“Middle Aged space, four-star difficulty.”

“Elderly space, five-star difficulty.”

Eleanor slowly lifted her cool gaze to look at Robin.

When he felt her gaze, he quickly looked away.

“Next time you tell me to choose something, I’ll choose it.”

“Do you think there will be a next time?”

They had started with the hardest option, whether they could survive nine rounds of the game was uncertain, let alone a/next time.