No one responded to Xi Shi's question, only Xiao Guangling, a young girl, hesitated to speak. Trust still wasn't strong—was she reluctant to reveal her official status, or were there no other officials present besides me among the pilgrims? Zhang Yuanqing was pondering whether to offer a hint when the River God in the black hoodie spoke coldly, "We've been inside the spiritual realm for several minutes now, and it has given us no cues. That means we have to figure out how to proceed entirely on our own. If you know any information, please don't withhold it—we're all in this together." Xiao Guangling slightly raised her hand and whispered, "I know a bit about the older version of the副本. The spiritual realm's introduction has changed." Was she from the official organization? Zhang Yuanqing studied the girl carefully. Upon hearing this, the River God furrowed his brows, "The introduction has changed… I now understand the reason behind the difficulty adjustment at Jinshui Water Park. Do any of you remember what the original introduction said?" "I forgot..." the red-haired fire demon rubbed his head. Xi Shi glanced at him and gently stepped back, smiling softly. "An entity beyond description has arrived here—she has changed the difficulty level of Jinshui Water Park. She has asked the spirits within the park to find someone. The person's name is four characters—who could it be?" "Being a father is a burden," he added, "I think who that person is may not matter. Perhaps they are just part of the background story. What matters is the spirits of the park. Isn't it possible that the park's difficulty has risen to S-level because these spirits have been empowered by that entity, becoming exceptionally strong?" The Monkey King, dressed in a sleek pair of knee-high socks and a tailored suit, brightened: "I agree, Uncle. You're truly clever." The River God nodded slightly, agreeing with the middle-aged man's statement, and said, "Then, as long as we avoid projects with terrifying elements and select simpler facilities to experience, we should be able to reduce the risks." Turning to Xie Lingxi, he asked, "Do you have the detailed guide from the earlier version?" At this, Zhang Yuanqing intended to present the older version of the information before the young woman did, to secure his voice and avoid being overshadowed. But just then, a soft chime sounded in his mind—the realm's notification: 【Due to your outstanding performance just now, a hidden mission has been triggered. You have been appointed team leader. Please note: there is a malevolent member hidden within the team. Ensure the team size is at least three; otherwise, you will face penalties and your current level experience will be reset.】 【Please keep your role identity concealed.】 A hidden mission? Zhang Yuanqing mentally flashed a "dang" as his expression remained composed, yet his heart suddenly sank. The facilities in the副本 are fraught with danger, and a werewolf has infiltrated the team—making the challenge soar. "My hidden objective is to maintain a team size of at least three members. Therefore, the villain's mission must be to reduce the team to fewer than three, possibly eliminating everyone." "To ensure a high success rate, identifying and eliminating the villain early is ideal. Yet I cannot prove my own identity, and the team lacks sufficient trust. I risk being accused of betrayal, even if I succeed—my efforts may backfire." For a moment, Zhang Yuanqing felt that no one was trustworthy, not even the graceful and sweet Xie Lingxi, who now seemed to have transformed into a wolf in human form. Wait! The Jinshui Theme Park is a multi-role spiritual realm open to all professions—could there be a villain among the team members who hold evil-aligned roles? Given the inherent rivalry between the factions, those with evil-aligned professions must be the villains. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly conceived a sharp strategy: by leveraging the Red Slippers to reveal each team member's true nature, the identities of the villains would become unmistakable. "No, that would be too hasty—it would leave us with no room for maneuver. And really, is it that simple? What if I'm wrong?" He silently exhaled, abandoning the idea of summoning the Red Slippers. If there were no evil-class members in the team, his move would amount to a direct rift with his teammates, rendering further games unnecessary. "So I'd have to lead the team through the project while simultaneously identifying the evil ones? Truly, the S-tier group scenario is no easier than the Temple of the Mountain God—difficult in a completely different way." Even before the quest had begun, Zhang Yuanqing felt the weight of the situation pressing down on him. "I know the old guidebook, but I don't remember every detail," Xie Lingxi said. "Oh, little one, you're wonderful! You must be a member of the official organization, aren't you? Would you mind if I walked with you?" One overly sincere, the other with hidden intentions—Zhang Yuanqing observed the two women with quiet attentiveness. The river god, wearing a black hoodie, glanced at Zhang Yuanqing with a cold, composed expression and said, "What do you have in mind?" Zhang Yuanqing paused and replied, "Based on my initial assessment, the projects incorporating spiritual and supernatural elements have seen an increase in difficulty—other projects may remain largely unchanged. Therefore, we could select one of the simpler projects according to the original guide." The river god's stern expression softened slightly, and he nodded in approval, saying, "That's exactly what I had in mind. Truly a seasoned traveler who's navigated multiple realms." He then turned to the group and asked, "Does everyone agree?" Everyone nodded in unison, as though they had no clear preference. The river god said to the young woman, "What do you think we should choose?" Xie Lingxi bit her lower lip, her bright eyes scanning the group before pointing to the steel track that undulated like a dragon and said, "That one is the simplest." Upon seeing the roller coaster, everyone's eyes widened momentarily. Xi Shi smiled weakly, asking, "Why?" "The original method of passing through was simple: get on the roller coaster, close your eyes, and ride it through the three tracks—then you're done." "Um..." said Qi Tian Dà Shèng, a young socialite, looking up at the towering steel tracks with a sense of apprehension. He pointed toward the nearby carousel, asking, "What about this one? I think that one is also quite safe." Xie Lingxi shook her head, her expression serious: "The carousel is only for children. Adults who go up usually never come down—though there's no real danger involved. It just keeps turning forever." Would you be gone once you got on? Qi Tian Dà Shèng quietly stepped back, silent. "Then, if everyone agrees, let's go with the roller coaster," said He Bo, calmly. Suddenly, he gave a soft "hmm": "I may not be certain about how smart I am to have been matched into Jinshui Theme Park, but I can absolutely guarantee that none of you are fools." "River God seems to be deliberately or inadvertently vying for my voice. At first glance, Xie Lingxi appears simple and sincere, but could someone truly simple be rated S-level? Xi Shi has been probing everyone's identities all along—her graceful demeanor might not be genuine. Though he appears humble and sincere on the surface, his ability to pinpoint the critical danger of the 'supernatural elements' with sharp insight reveals that his inner character isn't as straightforward as it seems. The Monkey King is a bit timid and rather fond of women—he lacks standout qualities, yet isn't a persistent troublemaker. Among all of them, I believe the Fire Demon is the safest, provided we confirm he is indeed a Fire Master. If not, then he would be the most dangerous. Zhang Yuanqing observes the characteristics of his companions and raises his hand in agreement, saying, "I have no objections—let's go on the roller coaster." Unconsciously, he has slightly eased his sense of control, no longer always stepping forward, yet remains actively engaged. He has reviewed the strategy guide and knows that Xie Lingxi hasn't been lying—the roller coaster may seem thrilling, but in reality, it's the simplest of all the games." Of course, whether the roller coaster's experience remains unchanged is still uncertain—yet surely the other attractions must have changed, right? "I have no objection." "So do I." "Alright, after all, it's all just about playing anyway." With that, they headed toward the roller coaster and followed the signs, passing through the corridor and entering the building beneath the track. It was a small hall: storage cabinets were on the left side of the entrance, and a ticket counter on the right. As the group entered, they heard the ambient notifications from the realm: 【Ping! You've received a roller coaster experience ticket. Please reach the upper level within five minutes.】 【Ping! Your excess items have been stored. Please collect them from the storage cabinets upon project completion.】 Excess items… Zhang Yuanqing unconsciously reached into his pocket for the blue pills, only to find they were still there. Just as he was about to exhale in relief, the Fire Demon suddenly cried out: "The item panel won't open!" Everyone was stunned and immediately tried to summon their inventory, only to find that this function seemed entirely absent. Qi Tian Da Sheng's voice trembled: "Me? I can't even use my skills anymore. What about you all?" !!! Zhang Yuanqing felt a sudden weight settle in his chest. Instinctively, he activated his Night-Wanderer ability, but the Tai Yin energy was firmly sealed within him. Others also attempted their own skills, and indeed, they too had lost them. This development left the spiritual realm travelers deeply troubled—without their skills, how were they any different from ordinary people? At that moment, "Regretting being a father" spoke: "We can't use our active abilities, but our passive traits remain intact, and our physical condition hasn't changed at all." "We've come this far. Let's go up." Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward and ascended the stairs first. The group moved slowly, each carrying a heavy sense of weight, climbing steadily toward the building's roof. The roof featured a platform with two parallel iron tracks laid out, quietly displaying a double-seater roller coaster. The team members stared at the roller coaster in silence, none of them speaking. Ah, now it's time for me, as the Chinese captain, to set an example—this fits exactly with the image I've established from the beginning. Zhang Yuanqing smiled, "I last rode a roller coaster during my student days, and my favorite spot was always the first row." Under everyone's watchful eyes, he climbed to the first row seat and fastened his seatbelt. The others exhaled softly and soon followed suit. "I have a fear of heights," said Xi Shi, adopting a pitiful expression, hesitating between Zhang Yuanqing and the River God. Just as she hesitated, the tall, straight-haired Xie Lingxi snatched the seat beside Zhang Yuanqing, leaving Xi Shi no choice but to settle for the River God. Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her, who returned a sweet smile. Once everyone had secured their seatbelts, the River God in the second row spoke calmly, "Just close your eyes. Don't open them during the ride—unless, of course, someone wants to use their life to prove the rule. In that case, I'd be delighted." "You're so unkind," the Fire Demon remarked, rolling her eyes. Zhang Yuanqing turned around and glanced at his teammates behind him. He saw the River God and Xi Shi seated in the second row, while "the one who regrets being a father" and the Fire Demon sat in the third row. The somewhat timid Sun Wukong seemed to have been overlooked, sitting alone in the fourth row. At that moment, the track was energized, and a deep "thud" echoed from beneath the vehicle, causing the roller coaster to begin moving slowly. As Zhang Yuanqing turned to look back, he noticed everyone had closed their eyes. He closed his eyes as well, feeling the vehicle crawl along the tracks—initially slow, as if climbing an incline. When the roller coaster reached the peak, it came to a halt. Then, a strong sensation of weightlessness surged through him, accompanied by a powerful wind rushing past and a small gasp from Xi Shi. Zhang Yuanqing remained tense, listening intently to the sounds around him, silently counting the seconds. About two minutes later, the speed of the roller coaster eased and then stopped. Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes to find the roller coaster had returned to the platform at the building's roof—nothing had happened at all. Hmph… He silently exhaled, and suddenly heard a gasp from behind. His heart leapt to his throat as he turned around—his pupils dilated sharply. The Hebi, seated in the second row, now had his neck hollow and his head missing entirely. The Fire Demon in the third row, covered in blood, clutched the head in his arms with trembling hands, his voice trembling: “Not… not enough… It’s useless… even with his eyes closed.” The Hebi remained tightly closed-eyed, serene and composed, as if feeling no pain at all. A cold sensation rose from the depths of everyone’s hearts.