Lěng Yè looked at Zhèng Léi and Gāo Qián, his expression resolute. "The rest is up to you two. If both of you win, we can smoothly ascend to the ninth floor and put an end to this damn game." Zhèng Léi and Gāo Qián nodded in response, secretly praying for good luck to be on their side so they could win the game.
Zhèng Léi took the copper coin and tossed it forcefully into the air. His luck seemed genuinely good; when the coin landed, it showed heads. Everyone then smoothly ascended to the eighth floor, fixing their gazes on Gāo Qián in anticipation that he would bring good luck once again.
Gāo Qián looked somewhat nervous, silently praying in his heart to throw heads. Just as everyone hoped, he also successfully threw heads. The others figured that perhaps Lěng Yè's good luck had rubbed off on them. Finally, everyone successfully stepped onto the ninth step and stood before the skeleton.
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