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Tan Ming fell silent for half a minute after speaking.
"Can't you take us one more time?" a female student asked.
"Yeah, all of you arrived safely, so the road from Agricultural College must not be that dangerous."
"Come on, Tan Ming, take us with you. We only trust you."
Everyone believed in Tan Ming, but they also knew he had just arrived, was tired and hungry, and hadn’t even had a chance to rest before being asked to go again.
Is Tan Ming made of iron? No matter how strong he is, he is still just a person—an ordinary person!
Yan Qing stepped in to refuse. "The trip takes too long, and Tan Ming doesn't have the time. We have less than fifteen hours left. If we don’t find the murderer in these fifteen hours, we will all be doomed!"
"Then hurry up and vote! Stop dragging your feet! By the time everyone is dead, it will all be over!" someone shouted in despair.
"Yeah, if you vote out the murderer, won't we be safe?"
"Hurry up and vote! I want to go home; there’s plenty of food at home."
The square erupted into chaos once again.
"We also want to vote out the murderer as soon as possible. But let me ask you all—who is the murderer?" Yan Qing scanned the crowd.
"The messengers are right in front of you. Who do you say is the murderer? Besides, are we sure that all of us messengers are really messengers? Didn’t Jiang Jie only find out at the end that he was a False Messenger?"
"Are all messengers standing before you? You know nothing; you understand nothing. You want to live, and so do we—even the murderer wants to live!" Yan Qing said loudly.
Everyone turned to look at him, their gazes focused on him.
At that moment, Yan Qing felt exhilarated; with so many people looking at him, he suddenly felt a bit insecure.
Tan Ming stood beside him and said encouragingly, "You're doing well."
Qi Qiuluo praised him as well. "That’s right." He then continued, "There’s nothing to fear; at worst, we all die together. With so many companions on the road to the underworld, it won’t be lonely."
The Messengers shot glares at Qi Qiuluo.
Just when Yan Qing was about to clarify things for them, Qi Qiuluo’s words deflated everyone's spirits again.
Qi Qiuluo quickly tried to recover: "Um, everyone is a university student; let’s be rational about this."
The crowd looked at him with dismay.
Qi Qiuluo quickly found the evidence. I believe everyone here is a well-mannered university student of this era. As long as we unite, there is no difficulty we cannot overcome. If we can survive from Agricultural College, so can you. After saying this, he touched his nose and stepped back behind Yan Qing and Tan Ming, no longer causing trouble.
The crowd's emotions gradually calmed down.
Only a few individuals exhibited extreme emotions; the majority had food hidden in their bags and wouldn’t starve anytime soon. Those who were truly hungry, however, began to organize themselves into teams to head towards Agricultural College.
These university students had gradually lost their spark since the system began. Before the system was triggered, they were either lazy, simple-minded, or addicted to games. Yet they were resilient, having survived until now.
They would complain, cry, and vent their frustrations; their emotions came swiftly and left just as quickly. They were youthful, caught between being children and adults, willing to pay any price for survival. However, they had always held onto their principles.
Since the system started, there had been no incidents of stealing food from others, nor any bullying or oppression. Women were respected, and men took on responsibilities willingly. Even after the world fell into chaos, they did not disregard the law or break the rules; despite their struggles, they remained steadfast.
Yan Qing took the neatly stacked paper from Ke Yan and handed it to Tan Ming, who placed it beside him to read after finishing his meal. He feared that if he read it first, he wouldn’t have the appetite to eat.
Ke Jianping cooked quickly; within forty minutes, the chicken was ready.
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