Of course, Douglas wasn't brainless either. He had once obtained an antidote in a Rule Anomaly, an antidote that could remove all toxins and negative statuses from the user.

As for why he didn't inject himself, it was because he already had. But he still couldn't find a way out of here. Therefore, Douglas suspected that to get out of here, one must take the unique, pollution-removing potion specific to this place!

"A bunch of cowards! Let me, Douglas, be the first to try it."

Douglas raised his hands, signaling everyone to make way for him.

Seeing Douglas volunteer as cannon fodder, everyone around him looked shocked. Of course, some had thoughtful expressions, probably guessing that Douglas wasn't the type to throw his life away without any preparation. He must have some kind of reliance.

"Mr. Douglas's courage is beyond our reach..."

"The real warrior is Mr. Douglas. You're all a bunch of weaklings..."

"Make way, make way, you guys blocking the way, quickly make way for the great Mr. Douglas. He's a true warrior..."

The surrounding flattery and praise made Douglas feel lightheaded. He strode proudly to the food stall.

The owner of the food stall was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a baseball cap, standing expressionlessly in front of the stall, waiting for the Chosen Ones to choose drinks and food.

Douglas looked at the dazzling array of drinks and food, and couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.

"So many things, which one should I choose? Which one can remove the amusement park's pollution of our senses? There are seven or eight kinds of drinks alone, and even more food..."

Douglas kept thinking, and suddenly he remembered the hidden rules in the amusement park's visitor guidelines.

"Color! Color is very important in the amusement park anomaly. Based on the projects I've played, the correctness of the black font rules is much greater. In other words, black is more likely to be safe in the amusement park, but there are no normal black drinks? This black stuff is really hard to swallow..."

Douglas looked at the black drink not far in front of him, caught in a dilemma.

Just then, the middle-aged boss at the drink stall looked at his watch and said to the surrounding Chosen Ones, "I'm closing up in 20 minutes. Visitors who need drinks or food, please buy them as soon as possible..."

Hearing that the drink stall owner would close up in 20 minutes, everyone's faces changed. This was forcing them to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise missing the opportunity might trap them in this unmarked area on the map.

"According to Morning Light Amusement Park Visitor Guideline 18: If you fail to comply with any of the above rules and find that the path on the map is completely inconsistent with the path in reality, and you cannot get out of a certain area, please do not panic, do not look at other people's maps, and do not accept directions from anyone. Please find a security guard wearing a gray uniform nearby! I've looked around, and there are no security guards wearing gray clothes here at all. Is this rule fake?"

Shen Wei couldn't figure it out, and asked his Evil God Right Hand, "Righty, can you see anything from these drinks and food?"

The Evil God Right Hand raised, and used its red eye patterns to observe the snacks and drinks on the drink stall. After more than ten seconds, it said to Shen Wei, "I can't see anything. It feels like these are just ordinary drinks and food. But if you want to verify their danger, you pay me with lifespan, and I can simulate it for you..."

"Let's wait a little longer! This guy named Douglas might bring us some information..."

After speaking, Shen Wei turned his attention to Douglas, who was sweating profusely.

"Boss, give me a bottle of that black drink..."

After hesitating for a while, Douglas finally made up his mind. He bought a bottle of black drink and decided to take a risk. Anyway, he had an antidote, so the risk wasn't too great for him.

"One year of life..."

"What? A bottle of drink costs one year of life! Are you trying to rip me off?"

Douglas's face changed drastically, and he questioned the boss on the spot.

"Buy it or not, get out if you don't!"

The drink shop owner was very arrogant, looking like he had a backer.

Douglas, his face flushed, wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but when he thought that this was the extremely terrifying amusement park anomaly, and those who sold things here were either anomalies or monsters, he dismissed the idea. After all, he wanted to live a little longer.

Douglas paid a year of his life with some frustration and got the so-called black drink.

At this time, he hardened his heart, no longer hesitated, twisted open the bottle cap, took the antidote in one hand, and directly poured the drink into his mouth with the other.

Perhaps this black drink was so delicious, Douglas couldn't stop after taking the first sip. He "gulped, gulped" and drank the whole bottle in one breath.

"Mr. Douglas, how do you feel? Is there anything abnormal or strange?"

"Mr. Douglas, speak up. If you tell me useful information, I can exchange it for something valuable..."

"What's wrong with this guy? Why doesn't he speak? Is he poisoned..."

"I feel like his mental state is not right..."

The surrounding Chosen Ones surrounded Douglas and asked questions, but Douglas turned a deaf ear. He suddenly turned around, his eyes staring straight at a Chosen One in front of him, making the guy look dumbfounded. Fortunately, Douglas didn't attack him. He just broke through the crowd and disappeared into the fog.

"Boy, did this guy named Douglas leave here? The Rule Anomaly's voice broadcast didn't broadcast any news about his death..."

The Evil God Right Hand looked at Douglas's departing back with some incomprehension, and asked Shen Wei.

Shen Wei looked at Douglas's back, thought for a while, and said, "He looks a little strange. It doesn't look like he removed the pollution and found a way out. He's more like those numb tourists. I suspect that the black drink completely turned Douglas into a tourist in the amusement park, and the transformation was so fast that he didn't even have time to use the antidote..."

At this time, Shen Wei had already drawn a big cross on the black drink in his heart, but the other Chosen Ones didn't think so. Some people thought that the black drink Douglas drank was the drink that could remove their mental pollution. And Douglas's abnormal state was simply his disguise, used to confuse everyone.