"But you're still lucky. At least, nothing happened to you. Don't be so reckless next time. It's too dangerous..."

A burly, bearded companion next to Jake spoke with some relief.

"It's okay, Lucas. Don't forget, I'm Lucky Star Jake..."

However, before Jake from the Land of Kangaroos could finish speaking, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, his eyes tightly shut, and lost consciousness.

"Jake, what's wrong? Jake, wake up..."

Lucas stepped forward to check Jake's breathing, then continuously performed chest compressions and artificial respiration. After ten minutes, he reluctantly gave up.

"Jake is dead..."

"Kangaroo Land Chosen, Jake, has died. A tsunami will strike the coastal areas of Kangaroo Land..."

Hearing the cold and ruthless broadcast from the Rule Anomaly, all the Chosen Ones were plunged into panic.

"What exactly is going on? He was fine just now. How could he suddenly die?..."

"Could it be that food is also inedible? No, food should be like drinks, with some kind of restriction. Once the condition is wrong, the person who eats the food will be punished..."

"There's less than five minutes left. Is it really just luck? But how many people can be as lucky as that guy just now? I'm afraid 80% of the people here will die, right?..."

Many of the surrounding Chosen Ones were not novices, but at this moment, they were somewhat helpless.

While these people were waiting for the next cannon fodder, Shen Wei carefully observed all the food and beverage packaging on the drinks stall.

"Brat, have you observed any clues?"

The Evil God's right hand asked, pretending not to care.

Shen Wei shook his head with some disappointment.

"No, the packaging of these drinks and foods is almost the same as what's sold in supermarkets. There's nothing suspicious. The clues shouldn't be on the packaging of the drinks and food..."

Just as Shen Wei was deducing other clues, some of the surrounding Chosen Ones couldn't hold back again.

Because there was very little time left, this time three people stood up.

"Since we can't guess the way out, let's gamble on luck. If we're really lucky enough, maybe we can escape this place we can never leave, just like that Chosen One before..."

A tall, blonde woman put a lucky star necklace around her neck.

"Laila is right. If we win, we can leave here. If we fail, we can only die. But as a veteran who has experienced Rule Anomalies many times, I'm already prepared for death..."

A decadent man dressed as a western cowboy took out a pocket watch, looked at it, and said softly.

"Who says not? Ever since I entered the Rule Anomaly, I knew I would die here..."

Lucas said with some self-deprecation.

The reason why they were burning their boats was because their experience in many Rule Anomalies made them foresee that after the drinks stall owner closed shop, it would be when they were in extreme danger. At that time, it would basically be a certain death, so they might as well gamble now...

Lucas, standing next to him, glanced at Jake lying on the ground, and was the first to drink the selected green drink.

But as soon as he drank half a bottle, his face, eyes, and even his hair turned green. Then he went crazy, frantically attacking the surrounding Chosen Ones.

Two Chosen Ones who were closest to him didn't have time to fight back and were directly decapitated by the knight's sword in his hand.

Soon, Lucas was also beaten into a pile of minced meat by the surrounding Chosen Ones.

Lucas's encounter made the man dressed as a western cowboy feel a bit like a rabbit mourning the fox! But he had no choice. He tilted his head and drank the red drink in his hand, but he only took a few sips. He threw the bottle in his hand away, lay on the ground and rolled around, letting out painful wails. Then, countless sharp bone spurs pierced through his skin and drilled out. These bone spurs were densely packed, all over his body, and even his eyes, mouth, and ears were not spared.

Anyone with trypophobia would definitely be frightened into a silent scream when they saw this situation.

The cowboy hat man struggled painfully for a long time before he completely lost his breath.

There was only a little over a minute left. Although the blonde woman, Laila, looked terrified, she still drank the gray drink in her hand without hesitation.

Just when Laila thought she was bound to die, death was late in coming. She cautiously opened her eyes and saw a straight road in the mist, and at the end of the road was a magnificent building with a sign that clearly read "Public Toilet."

"You saw it too, right? Go ahead! Come out after you go in, and you'll be able to get out of here..."

The drinks stall owner reminded her again. Laila nodded upon hearing this, cleverly broke away from the encirclement of the Chosen Ones, and rushed into the mist. Behind her, countless Chosen Ones revealed jealous, resentful, and vicious eyes.

"Right Hand, I have a bold guess. I want to verify it."

Shen Wei said to his Evil God's right hand.

"You know the rules, two years of lifespan..."

"Take it..."

"Look at the red eye pattern on my palm, simulate, begin now!"

My name is Shen Wei. By the time you hear my name, I may already be dead, because after I left the extremely dangerous haunted house, I came to a place I can't get out of. There's a strange drinks stall here with many strange drinks on it. Many people died in bizarre ways after drinking them, and only a few lucky people escaped.

After my clever right hand reminded me, I suddenly analyzed a very important clue, so I decided to risk it. I came to the drinks stall, paid one year of my life, and bought a bottle of red drink. After hesitating for a moment, I opened the lid of the drink and drank it all in one gulp.

But unfortunately, my choice was wrong. Countless bugs with human faces burst out of my body, gnawing my body into a riddled mess. I let out a painful wail and died miserably.

"Simulation complete, collect lifespan!"

The Evil God's right hand secretly collected Shen Wei's lifespan.

"I know which drink I should drink is the right one..."

Shen Wei endured the discomfort caused by death and came to the drinks stall!

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

Shen Wei quickly paid one year of his life. Although time was passing by little by little, there were still many Chosen Ones watching around, looking at Shen Wei with the eyes of cannon fodder. They all hoped that Shen Wei could test out a little bit of information for them.

The expressionless drinks stall owner handed Shen Wei a bottle of yellow drink. Shen Wei didn't hesitate, opened the lid and drank it all in one gulp. Then, he strode towards the mist in the distance.