F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 213 Sorry for asking you to bleed, here's the card.

"Borrow blood? Are you crazy?"

Zhao Hu's eyes widened in disbelief; he simply couldn't believe his ears.

This kid not only outmaneuvered me in command, but now he actually wants to bleed me dry?

What gives him the right?

"Fanzi, isn't this a bit...?" Wang Fugui also felt that this request was a bit excessive, so he leaned over and whispered his advice.

"Brother Zhao Hu, don't misunderstand." Chen Yifan's smile remained warm. "I'm not targeting you. I mean... everyone here might need to contribute something."

He pointed to the cold wall and explained, "I just used a special sensory ability to probe it, and this wall, or rather what's behind it, requires a 'sacrifice' to open."

"And the most convenient 'sacrifice' we have on us right now is our blood."

"Sacrificial offerings? Bloodletting?" Zhao Hu's face darkened further. "Kid, stop spreading alarmist rumors! Why should I believe you?"

"As it stands now, I am the commander." For the first time, Chen Yifan's smile vanished.

He looked at Zhao Hu calmly, his dark eyes showing no hint of a joke.

"Or do you have a better way to find those five damn ID cards within twenty-five minutes?"

Zhao Hu's breath hitched.

He was so choked up that he couldn't speak.

What can he do?

He hasn't even gotten a single clue yet.

"I'll go first."

Lin Xiaoyu, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

She walked to the wall, and without hesitation, took out a dagger and cut her finger.

Crimson blood flowed down her fair skin, dripping onto the cold metal floor.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The drop of blood did not spread out like a normal liquid, but rather, as if absorbed by a sponge, it instantly seeped into the metal floor and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient and complex rune on the smooth wall slowly lit up, emitting a faint red glow.

it works!

Upon seeing this, Wang Fugui's eyes lit up, and he no longer cared about anything else.

"Damn it, it's just a little blood loss, right? I, Fatty, have plenty of blood!"

He copied Lin Xiaoyu, making a cut on his finger and letting the blood drip onto it.

The runes on the wall shone even brighter.

Now, everyone's attention is focused on Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu's face turned a deep purplish-red.

The facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe them.

He simply couldn't swallow the thought of obeying Chen Yifan's orders to bleed people.

"What? Brother Zhao Hu, are you afraid of pain?"

Chen Yifan's voice carried a perfectly timed hint of sarcasm.

"Bullshit! Do you think I'm afraid of pain?"

Zhao Hu was thoroughly enraged by these words; he felt that his dignity had been challenged like never before.

He roared and bit his finger open, splattering the blood onto the wall.

"Are you satisfied now?"

He was panting heavily, glaring fiercely at Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan ignored him and instead looked at the last person.

Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing remained silent throughout; she simply watched quietly.

At this moment, she met Chen Yifan's gaze, said nothing, but stretched out her slender fingers, squeezed out a drop of blood as clear as a ruby ​​from her fingertip, and flicked it with her finger.

The droplet of blood traced a graceful arc and landed precisely on the glowing rune.

Finally, Chen Yifan also cut his finger.

When the fifth drop of blood merged into the ground.

Rumbling--

The seemingly indestructible wall emitted a heavy rumble as it slowly caved inward, eventually forming a dark opening just wide enough for one person to pass through.

An ancient aura, mixed with rust and dust, wafted from the cave entrance.

"It actually...it actually opened..."

Wang Fugui stared at the incredible scene before him, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

He turned to look at Chen Yifan, his eyes filled with an even purer... admiration.

Fan Zi is simply amazing!

Zhao Hu's expression was like a spilled palette, incredibly colorful.

He felt a burning pain on his face.

It wasn't because of the bloodletting, but because Chen Yifan had given him a sharp, invisible slap in the face with facts.

"Let's go, we don't have much time left."

Ignoring everyone's reactions, Chen Yifan was the first to bend down and crawl into the dark hole.

Behind the cave entrance is a narrow passageway, barely wide enough for one person to pass through.

The walls were covered with all sorts of incomprehensible pipes and wires, like a maintenance passage in an abandoned factory.

The five people filed in.

After walking about ten meters, the view suddenly opened up ahead.

A small room appeared before them.

In the center of the room, there is a stone platform.

On the platform, a card floats silently.

The card was black, with a hideous demon's head outlined on it in silver thread.

found it!

The first identity card!

Wang Fugui and Zhao Hu's eyes lit up at the same time, and they were about to rush forward almost simultaneously.

"Don't move!"

Chen Yifan's voice was like a bucket of ice water, freezing the two of them in place once again.

"Fanzi, the card is right there!"

Wang Fugui said urgently.

Do you think it's that simple?

Chen Yifan's gaze, however, did not fall on the card; instead, he stared intently at the ground surrounding the platform.

"It's better to be cautious."

He discovered that the metal floor was engraved with extremely complex patterns, resembling magic circles.

At the edge of the magic circle, there are four inconspicuous grooves.

"This is a trap."

Mu Wanqing's voice rang out, and she also noticed something amiss.

"Taking the card might trigger this magic circle."

"What can we do then? We can't just stand by and watch, can we?"

Zhao Hu scratched his hair in frustration.

"No, we can take it."

A meaningful smile appeared on Chen Yifan's lips.

He walked to the magic circle, squatted down, and carefully studied the patterns.

After a moment, he stood up and said confidently:

"This is a pressure-sensitive trigger mechanism, and also a puzzle game."

"Look at those four grooves," he pointed.

"This means that four people need to stand in the groove at the same time and use their own weight to deactivate the mechanism. Then, a fifth person can safely retrieve the card."

"So that's how it is!" Wang Fugui suddenly realized.

"But there are five of us, who should go get the cards?"

Zhao Hu raised a key question.

The moment this question was asked, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Everyone unconsciously slowed their breathing.

A team of five, a mechanism of four, and a reward for one.

This question doesn't test arithmetic; it tests the human heart.

Wang Fugui's eyes were filled with a mixture of longing and unease. He subconsciously looked at Chen Yifan, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Mu Wanqing remained calm, but her cool eyes were also focused on Chen Yifan's face.

She wanted to know how this cunning guy would arrange things.

Zhao Hu's heavy breathing was particularly clear in the small space, and the greed in his eyes was almost overflowing, yet mixed with a trace of fear.

After all, the young lady is still here...

but……

Whoever gets the card is the first one to be "safe".

This temptation was enough to cause a newly formed, fragile alliance to crumble instantly.

All eyes were on Chen Yifan, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

He didn't even look at the card that exuded an alluring scent.

His gaze slowly swept across everyone's face.

Finally, the image focuses on Zhao Hu.

He smiled, and then made a decision that surprised everyone.

"Brother Zhao Hu."

He looked at Zhao Hu with an incredibly sincere smile.

"I'm so sorry for making you bleed earlier."

"You can take this card."

"Consider it... my way of apologizing to you."