Chapter 609
Chapter 609:
Abrial took a shaky breath, trying to steady her nerves. She had just narrowly escaped, and now, she found herself facing an even greater danger. She felt like she was on a roller coaster again. Her moment of relief had been fleeting, replaced by a deep sense of dread.
However, Ashton had been mentally prepared from the moment this so-called game began.
Red Jack’s so-called game was nothing more than a death trap. He used seemingly hard but simple questions one after another to lure him here and witness his journey from hope to utter despair.
He was like a cat playing with a mouse until it was exhausted, waiting for the right moment to eat it.
But it was also because of this that Ashton was certain Red Jack’s words were true.
“Abrial, don’t be too desperate. Our opponent has indeed left us a glimmer of hope,” Ashton whispered, his gaze steady on hers, conveying reassurance he hoped would anchor her.
Abrial quickly asked, “A glimmer of hope? What exactly are the odds of survival?”
Ashton rubbed his chin and analyzed, “I’ve counted. There are eighty-one tiles in the storage room. Theoretically, each step we take has a one in eighty-one chance of survival. However, there are other items occupying some space in the storage room, so our probability of survival on the next step should be one in fifty. And with each step we take, the probability of survival will increase.”
“From 1.25% to 2%? What’s the difference?” Abrial said, smiling bitterly.
Ashton stared at the floor, studying it intently. Then he said, “Don’t be so downhearted. We can’t leap far in one go, right? Since there are four tiles around us, our survival probability for the next step is actually one in four. Moreover, if they intend to detonate the bomb by us stepping on the wrong tile, there must be sensors on these tiles that can react to weight. But this resort wasn’t specially designed to blow us to death. So, based on my calculations, our chances of survival are actually higher.”
Abrial’s eyes brightened as she listened to Ashton’s explanation. She began to see that their situation might not be as hopeless as it initially seemed.
𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝖈𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘃𝗶𝗮 gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩶𝖼𝗈𝗺
“So, these tampered tiles must be uneven, and the tile we’re on now doesn’t have a sensor. This means we just need to step on tiles of the same height to leave safely.”
Ashton nodded in agreement. “Yes, that’s what I also think. As for what he said about triggering in sequence, it must be the…”
order of the escape route he had arranged. If he really set a chaotic sequence, we can’t afford any mistakes. We’ll have only a slim chance of survival.”
Abrial took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions. “Given the situation, we can only try to feel our way out bit by bit.”
But as soon as she said this, Ashton suddenly picked her up in his arms.
Abrial’s eyes widened in surprise. Before she could say anything, Ashton lowered his head and said, “We don’t have time to test each tile. We can only rush out in one go. Otherwise, we’ll only get more and more nervous, making mistakes more likely to happen. Just trust me this once. I can get you out of here safely.”
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