I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today

Chapter 651: Chapter 651: Please Note the Following Points, King
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Fu Miaoxue picked up her black skirt and black veil, dressing herself anew.

When she emerged from the back of the wooden house, she found that the other three players had already entered the glowing square passage, with only Pan Xiaoxin waiting for her in place.

She lifted the corner of her mouth in a slight smile, feeling a bit cheerful, she fondly patted Pan Xiaoxin’s head: “Hmm, you still have some conscience~”

Pan Xiaoxin: “… Sister, you shouldn’t randomly touch a boy’s head.”

“Tsk! Such a spoilsport~” Fu Miaoxue retorted, pulling her hand back.

Both of them entered the luminous channel together. After just a few steps, the white light faded, and once again, they found themselves in the same expansive white space as before.

Fu Miaoxue was surveying their surroundings when suddenly she heard Bai Youwei’s voice:

“Xiaoxin!”

Pan Xiaoxin turned his head to look and instantly ran over excitedly: “Sister Weiwei! Brother Mo! Brother Xiao! …”

Fu Miaoxue: “…”

Pan Xiaoxin had already run afar; he had finally reunited with Bai Youwei, Shen Mo, and Tan Xiao. Yan Qingwen and Su Man and others were huddled around them. Their companions asked with concern about his experience in the game, expressing their care and concern, creating a joyful scene.

Fu Miaoxue watched in silence from afar, mumbling to herself: “… What an ingrate.”

Then, she saw Bai Youwei gleefully ruffling Pan Xiaoxin’s hair.

Fu Miaoxue pursed her lips, growing even more displeased, she muttered: “What about the ‘no touching the head’ rule? Why can she touch it?”

Anyhow, she felt dejected.

The white light flickered beneath her feet, causing Fu Miaoxue to pause. The other players also looked down at their feet. The originally pure white tiled floor transformed into a painting, like ink unfolding across a scroll—

More accurately, it was not a painting, but a panoramic satellite map! The blue ocean, white glaciers, brown land, and green forests – every corner of the earth was vividly displayed before them.

“Congratulations to all of you for passing the preliminaries—” the voice of the rabbit-headed Inspector echoed.

Everyone looked around, but they couldn’t see the Inspector.

Despite that, the voice was clear and very audible.

“In total, 241 players participated in the preliminary competition. Five forfeited, 197 enrolled as Kings, and 39 enrolled as servants.

Thirty-two won, while thirty-eight lost.

Among the winners, 26 were Kings and 6 were servants.

Among the losers, there were 135 servants and 31 commoners.”

Bai Youwei listened silently, mentally computing. Initially, 197 registered as Kings, now there were only 26 left, which meant the remaining either lost and became servants or were killed in the game.

She wondered what form the next game would take.

And the map beneath their feet… what was it for?

The Inspector’s voice continued—

“The Maze War is a war among the Kings. The 26 Kings, please take out your puzzle pieces and choose your territories on this map. Meanwhile, the Kings should take note of the following points:

First, each puzzle piece represents 10,000 square kilometers of territory.

Second, once the territorial scope is determined, the puzzle pieces cannot be moved and must be attached to at least two other pieces to successfully occupy a territory.

Third, no mazes or games will appear within your territory to ensure that the Kings get sufficient rest during non-war periods.”

At this point, the rabbit-headed figure seemed to chuckle softly, his words filled with unexplained delight:

“As a personal piece of advice—servants need to have puzzle pieces to participate in the wars. Therefore, please make sure to keep some puzzle pieces in hand, lest you don’t have enough to recruit servants when the war begins.”

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo looked at each other.

Of all the rules, they were most interested in the third point: no mazes or games will appear within their territory.

If they collected enough puzzle pieces, wouldn’t it mean… the world would return to its original state?