Chapter 227: Death Game 2 (Revised)

Lin Xian and Kiki looked down with grave expressions. It was pitch black down there, and they could no longer see the room where Wang Duo was located. Shielding the rooms and sound was simply exposing human nature to the extreme. This meant that if Wang Duo died, no one would know who the murderer was.

In the remaining 7 rooms, everyone harbored their own thoughts.

The evil thoughts of human nature were summoned infinitely at this moment. Lin Xian's expression was gloomy; human hearts are difficult to fathom, and this was the most torturous moment.

Soon, everyone saw Wang Duo appear on the far left side of that massive room. She was thin, and she, who should have been young and beautiful, was now like a willow in the wind. Just standing there, she looked lifeless.

"Challenger No. 8, if you are ready, tell me."

The red head's voice came.

Wang Duo was wearing a black blindfold at this moment. Even from a distance, everyone could see her slender body trembling slightly. No matter the time, people always have an innate fear when facing death. Her two hands were tightly clenched into fists, and after a long while, she nodded gently.

"I announce, the game begins!"

The red head's loud voice made the temperature in the entire space seem to drop by a degree instantly.

Drip~

The first room where the light lit up was Room No. 7 in front of Lin Xian. The young man named Chen Jia saw the indicator light in front of him and immediately felt his fingers trembling with nervousness.

He decisively looked at the situation around Wang Duo and then tremblingly pressed the direction key on the screen.

Wang Duo in the room heard the instruction, hurriedly squatted down to make a jumping motion, and then... leaped forward!

Slap!

She stepped onto a solid piece of ground. Because it was her first jump, she was still a bit unaccustomed, and Wang Duo swayed her arms crookedly before steadying her figure.

She kept counting numbers in her heart, listening earnestly to the instructions coming from her earpiece.

"Left."

Hearing the instruction, she rotated her left foot 90 degrees along her heel, then followed with her right foot, to prevent her orientation from deviating.

"Forward."

Wang Duo jumped one step.

"Right."

Wang Duo jumped another step.

The 7 people in the compartments watched Wang Duo fixedly at this moment. Every time she jumped, it seemed to make everyone's hearts tighten.

Clang~ Clang~ Clang~

In the massive room, the mechanical floor constantly opened, closed, rose, fell, and changed.

And the 7 people in the compartments were like directors, operating Wang Duo's every move.

In the room above, Kiki gripped Lin Xian's hand tighter and tighter, her gaze focused directly on the jumping girl.

Lin Xian's gaze swept toward Kiki, giving her a signaling look.

Kiki saw Lin Xian's look and nodded understandingly.

Below, the jumping game proceeded exceptionally smoothly. Wang Duo actually successfully jumped to the far right side.

At this moment, everyone saw that only the final step remained.

There, she only needed to jump forward to complete the clearance.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats at this moment.

Just then, Lin Xian's gaze sharpened, because he discovered that Wang Duo, who should have jumped forward, suddenly rotated her right foot and turned to the right...

Lin Xian's heart sank, sensing that something was wrong.

Wang Duo, about to complete the clearance, turned toward the direction where everyone was located.

Because she had received correct instructions all the way, Wang Duo's originally pale and lifeless face inexplicably gained a bit of color. Aside from the fear of death, countless jumps had also left her physically exhausted. At this moment, she exhaled lightly, pressed her lips together, and just like before, bent her knees forward and leaped!

Hum!

In an instant, Kiki rushed forward, and an invisible telekinetic force surged out. But strangely, her telekinetic force didn't catch Wang Duo at all. Everyone watched with their own eyes as that delicate figure disappeared into the abyss...

Lin Xian's expression turned sharp, and he stood up abruptly.

"Ah!" Kiki's small face turned pale at this moment, unable to believe that her telekinetic force hadn't played a role.

"Forgot to tell you, this is just a projection, not the scene itself," Hua Xiaoling said, sitting in her seat, looking at the two with a calm expression.

Lin Xian's expression turned slightly cold. Although it was the apocalypse, he still couldn't accept this method of using living people for experiments.

At this moment, he looked at Hua Xiaoling and said coldly: "Is this what you call an experimental project?"

Hua Xiaoling's expression shifted slightly, and she was silent for an instant before saying: "The two of you don't need to be anxious. This recording hasn't ended yet. What you see might not be the truth."

"You've already killed someone, and it hasn't ended? What exactly are you trying to do!?" Kiki was furious at this moment, clenching her fists and shouting loudly.

Hua Xiaoling didn't speak, making a gesture of raising her hand toward the glass window, signaling for the two to continue watching.

Click~

In the game room, at this moment, all the walls became transparent again.

"Damn it! Who did it!" Wang Anjian in Room No. 6 immediately cursed in anger.

"My god, she fell down, she really fell down!" Qiao Min in Room No. 3 was clearly terrified.

"This game really kills people?!"

"Who exactly is it?!" Tan Meng in Room No. 5 was the most agitated at this moment. Her gaze was thoughtful, and suddenly, she discovered that Room No. 2 was still dark.

"It's No. 2!"

Everyone looked over. At this moment, the glass door of Room No. 2 swished and became transparent, and Zhao Bo inside was already gone.

"Damn it, this bastard!!"

"Damn it, this dog-son was just acting righteous a moment ago, I spit on him!" Wang Anjian said, gritting his teeth.

The 【Murderer】 had appeared.

At this moment, some were panicked, some regretful, some fearful, and some cursing.

Choosing the correct answer was equivalent to handing over the initiative of survival, while being a traitor allowed one to survive and escape. At this moment, the instincts of human nature were infinitely aroused.

"Congratulations, everyone."

At this moment, the red head appeared again. Even though a young life had passed away, its first sentence was to congratulate them.

"The first round of the game failed. To make the game more exciting, the reward for the next round will be doubled to 2 million supplies!"

Clang~

The lights of the display case lit up again, and the mountain of supplies inside had now doubled in height.

With so many supplies, even if using a train, it would at least have to fill two freight carriages!

And at this moment, seeing that luxurious mountain of supplies, everyone quieted down, and their gazes were quietly changing.

Being able to survive and having supplies seemed to be telling everyone that only selfishness could allow one to live the longest.

The atmosphere among the remaining 6 people was bizarre. Everyone's gazes crossed, and no one was willing to speak again.

"For the next second round of the game, like the previous round, everyone will have 30 minutes of free discussion time."

Everyone remained silent, waiting quietly.

The red head's strange voice seemed somewhat excited: "Let me introduce the second round of the game to everyone, it is called..."

"【Sword of Trust】!"

Clang!

The floor in the massive room rose again, and two Iron Maidens facing everyone appeared in the center of the room.

Unlike traditional Iron Maidens, these two humanoid metal torture devices had no steel spikes inside. They looked like bloated armor, and the spikes on them had turned into black holes, with the head area exposed, somewhat similar to 'Bucket Uncle'.

The difference was that below was humanoid, separating the person's limbs and torso.

A masked person in black stood beside it, his figure slightly hunched, and the pair of eyes revealed flashed with sharp light, not knowing if he were human or ghost.

It gave people a hair-raising feeling, instantly making everyone's hearts tighten.

Everyone's gazes swept toward the corner on the right side of the room, and they were shocked to discover that in the area where Wang Duo had fallen before, there was still a pool of undried blood...

But the corpse had disappeared.

"What kind of hellish thing is this?!"

Seeing those things resembling torture devices, everyone's faces turned extremely ugly.

"Let me introduce this fun game to everyone," the red head's voice was hoarse.

"This game is very simple. It requires two challengers to participate, entering the specially made armor. On these armors, there are 7 identical holes numbered 1 to 7, which are 1 and 2 for the shoulders, 3 for the abdomen, 4 for the waist, 5 for the chest, and 6 and 7 for the legs. The two sets of armor have a total of 14 holes. This black-clad sword wielder has 9 sharp swords in his hand. The two take turns choosing the other's number, and the sword wielder pierces through. However, among the 14 holes in the two sets of armor, 9 cannot be pierced. That is to say, if you are lucky, both challengers can win without shedding a single drop of blood!"

The red head said excitedly. It could be seen that it seemed very satisfied with this game.

"This round of the game has some differences from the previous round. Only two people can participate. If both survive, it counts as a clearance, and they can obtain supplies and freedom."

"If both die, the mission fails, and the others obtain supplies and freedom."

"There is an additional rule here: if only one person dies, the mission also fails. The survivor does not obtain any prizes, but can leave freely."

"Two people participate?" Tan Meng in Room No. 5 was clearly terrified, and at this moment said anxiously: "This... does this game have nothing to do with the other 4 people?"

"Correct," the red head said slowly: "Those who don't take the initiative to stand out have already lost the right to choose and can only wait for the result of the game."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions changed.

The essence of this game was almost the same as the previous round: the survival of the individual was in the hands of others.

Even for the two who took the initiative to participate, life and death were in the hands of the other party.

Who would be willing to let others stab them?

Wang Anjian's gaze was cold, saying: "I won't participate in this kind of game, letting others stab me."

Fang Xiaonian among them felt his face trembling at this moment, trying to comfort himself by saying:

"If all 9 swords are chosen for the shoulders and legs, they shouldn't be fatal wounds. Plus, there are situations where they can't be pierced. If the two discuss it well..."

But he didn't dare to continue his words.

Discuss it well?

Wang Duo's death was still fresh in their minds. Who would be willing to trust others?

Who knew his words were heard by Qiao Min beside him? She thought about it with suspicion, and then suddenly turned her head to look at Han Dong.

And at this moment, Han Dong was also looking directly at her.

The two understood instantly!

If there was anyone among the 6 who could still preserve trust, it was the two of them.

Qiao Min trembled all over. She wanted to speak, but couldn't gather the courage.

Because she was afraid of being stabbed by the sword.

But thinking that if they succeeded, there would be 2 million supplies, and they could gain freedom, she was incredibly tempted at this moment. This was perhaps the best chance for the couple to escape!

Even she, who was timid and cautious, knew that this game was most suitable for her and Han Dong!

Han Dong saw her thoughts, thought about it with a pale face, and also hurriedly gritted his teeth, returning a look of confirmation.

If they missed this, they might regret it forever!

Lin Xian looked at the expressions of the couple on the far left and guessed something in his heart.

This game seemed completely tailored for this couple.

If they didn't participate, no one else would. Who would give a sword to a stranger?

Are you kidding?

Time ticked by. Everyone was silent. This game clearly had no need for discussion. Watching the 30-minute countdown nearing its end, Han Dong, covered in cold sweat, took the lead in gritting his teeth and raising his hand:

"I participate!"

"I... I participate too." Seeing Han Dong raise his hand, Qiao Min also hurriedly raised her hand.

It seemed as if she were afraid of being snatched by someone else.

"Very good. Our second round of the game for tonight also has candidates."

The red head slowly turned toward the two, revealing a bizarre smile.

"Good luck to you both."

The remaining four people had gloomy expressions, watching the couple silently. The atmosphere seemed to have frozen. They had no other choice but to wait for the result of the other party.

Clang.

The glass doors of Room No. 1 and Room No. 3 slowly opened, and the shackles on Han Dong and Qiao Min's hands automatically unlocked. The two walked out tremblingly.

Unlike the first round of the game, the remaining rooms were not cut off from sight or sound.

"How come we can communicate freely this time?"

Wang Anjian looked around with a grave expression.

Tan Meng trembled all over, looking anxiously at the room ahead: "If we want to survive, it seems... we can only pray that they both die."

As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Xiaonian and Chen Jia both had complex expressions.

"They are a married couple. If they both choose hands or legs, they shouldn't... die, right?" Fang Xiaonian said nervously.

Hearing this, the bald fatty Wang Anjian said in a muffled voice:

"If they don't die after being stabbed with a few swords, I'll admire them," he said, watching the room ahead with burning eyes. "Whether it's legs or hands, being stabbed through will cause serious injury. How could it be that simple."

He was right. There are major arteries in human legs. If there is excessive blood loss, and they are in the apocalypse, lacking medical conditions, if they are just ordinary people and not superpower users, it is highly likely they will die.

Soon, the lights in the massive room ahead lit up. Han Dong and Qiao Min had already been locked in the humanoid armor. The two looked at each other, both terrified.

"Wife, we will win!"

"Husband, I'm scared!" Qiao Min's voice was already carrying a crying tone, the shadow of fear having completely swallowed her.

"Wife, I love you. Believe me, I will protect you!"

Perhaps to cheer the other up, Han Dong suddenly had a great deal of courage at this moment. He gritted his teeth, his lips already turning white.

The red head turned to the side to look at them.

"Then, the game begins. Who will choose first?"

"Her! Let her choose first!" Han Dong swallowed hard. Letting the other party choose first meant he would be the first to take a sword, but how could he bear to stab his own wife first?

Qiao Min nodded tremblingly, looking at Han Dong with great gratitude: "Go... good, husband."

The hunched black-clad sword wielder slowly stepped forward.

"Choose, which number?"

The dry, hoarse voice was like a broken throat filled with yellow sand, making people feel intimidated.

Qiao Min's face turned pale, her eyes full of struggle and hesitation.

She had never experienced such a bloody choice. For her, this was a major test.

Han Dong saw this in his eyes and said anxiously, gritting his teeth:

"Stab me, it's fine. Our luck has always been very good. Don't you remember, wife? Remember that time we were trapped in the collapsed tunnel, and it turned out there was a hole for us to run out..."

"And the several times we encountered zombies before, didn't we all survive?!"

"No difficulty is too great for us, as long as we work together!"

Qiao Min was inspired by his words and finally recovered some rationality. She looked at Han Dong's armor with fearful eyes and said tremblingly:

"6... 6, I choose... 6."

6, Han Dong's right leg.

It was also the position lowest down among all the numbers.

As soon as this decision was made, everyone opposite heard it clearly. This was indeed the safest position.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

The black sword wielder walked slowly toward Han Dong's position and then drew a sword from the 9 swords in the sword frame.

Han Dong felt unprecedented fear and nervousness. His heartbeat sounded like drums in his ears. His face was pale, and cold sweat poured down!

The sword wielder raised his hand and aimed the cold-glinting long sword at the hole at position 6.

Then, inserted it rapidly!

In an instant, Han Dong felt his heartbeat stop abruptly, and he almost bit his back teeth to pieces.

But the next second, a crisp sound came:

Ding!

This was the sound of metal clashing, and at this moment, it sounded like celestial music in Han Dong's heart.

Because this sound meant that this hole was fake and could not be pierced!

"It's fake! It's fake!"

Han Dong exhaled a long breath. In just these few seconds, his back was completely soaked.

Qiao Min looked at this scene in surprise, and after a long while, said excitedly:

"That's great, that's great! Husband, you're okay!?"

Han Dong suddenly had a feeling of surviving a disaster.

At this moment, the black sword wielder was still standing in front of him, saying sinisterly: "It's your turn to choose."

"What position on her body do you want to choose?" Han Dong was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed wildly, raised his head, and looked at the black sword wielder firmly:

"How could I stab my wife? This time, I choose my position 7!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the isolation room was stunned.

Wang Anjian frowned, looking at him like he was an idiot, while Fang Xiaonian was full of surprise, shocked by Han Dong's courage.

"Yo, at this point, you're still playing the gentleman," Wang Anjian said with a sinister tone.

Tan Meng's expression was complex. She stared fixedly at the top, and at this moment, she actually hoped that the sword could stab someone to death.

After realizing her terrible thought, Tan Meng couldn't help but shiver, quietly looking at the three people beside her, comforting herself that the others must have the same thoughts.

However, at this moment, even these strangers were shocked by Han Dong's decision, let alone Qiao Min at this moment.

"HUSBAND!!!"

Qiao Min was already moved to tears, shouting continuously: "Husband, I love you!! Husband, thank you!!"

"It's okay, wife!" Han Dong's gaze was firm, panting heavily: "It will be over soon. I will definitely protect you, I..."

!

But before he could finish his words, the black sword wielder had already taken out the cold-glinting sharp sword without a word.

Then, stabbed it in!

Pfft!

A slight piercing sound, the sharp sword thrust in swiftly, livingly piercing through Han Dong's thigh!

"Ah!!"

Han Dong's scream immediately echoed, making people's scalps tingle.

The hole at this position was real!

The intense pain in his leg came rapidly, and an icy feeling filled his leg. Han Dong was immediately pulled back to reality, and the trace of luck in his heart was instantly shattered, leaving nothing behind, with only the instinct for survival surging into his heart!

Lin Xian looked at the pale fear on Han Dong's face, feeling a chill in his heart.

He knew that the promise was about to be tested...

Below, at this moment, the black sword wielder walked to Qiao Min's front and said in the same dry voice:

"It's your turn to choose."

Qiao Min looked at the black sword wielder in panic, then looked at Han Dong beside her, and said tremblingly:

"Then... then... his position 1?"

Position 1 was the shoulder, which was already considered avoiding vital points compared to other positions.

But at this moment, Han Dong raised his head in shock, ignoring the intense pain in his leg, and looked at Qiao Min in terror.

He said hurriedly: "No... wife, that won't work!"

Qiao Min looked at him nervously.

"Ah? 1 won't work? Then... then... then the shoulder position at 2?"

Hearing this, Han Dong became anxious: "Wife, it's not a question of the number... I mean, how come it's already reached stabbing my shoulder? Can't your leg still be stabbed???"

Everyone knew that in this situation, the leg position was already considered the safest.

Qiao Min was stunned upon hearing this: "You... what did you say?"

She said incredibly:

"Didn't you say you wanted to protect me?"

Hearing this, Han Dong was so anxious he wanted to cry: "But... even so, you can't stab all 9 swords into me. If both my shoulders are stabbed, then where will you stab next time???"

Qiao Min hurriedly argued at this moment:

"I... I know... but I am just a woman. Maybe if my leg is stabbed once, I will die too? You are a man, you must be able to persist longer than me..."

Han Dong, hearing this, widened his eyes in terror, and a chill rose in his heart.

Looking at Qiao Min's tearful appearance, Han Dong suddenly felt that this deeply loved woman was inexplicably somewhat unfamiliar at this moment.

He looked at Qiao Min in disbelief, not knowing that at this moment, the black sword wielder didn't pay attention to their argument at all and walked over directly, picking up a cold-glinting long sword.

"Wait! Wait!"

Han Dong reacted and exclaimed immediately.

But the black sword wielder wouldn't listen to his words at all and stabbed directly into the shoulder!

Position 2!

Clang~

A crisp sound brought Han Dong, who was almost scared out of his wits, back to his senses. His brain went blank for a full few seconds. Looking at the long sword that failed to pierce in, his expression was complex.

It was as if some kind of persistence and obsession in his heart had become somewhat uncertain at this moment.

"That's great, husband, that's great!!!"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Min on the side cheered: "You're okay, that's great!"

Whoosh~

Whoosh~

The black sword wielder stood in front of Han Dong. At this moment, Han Dong had recovered from the hellish terror, keeping his head buried. Cold sweat had already soaked his forehead, and his spectacle lenses were full of white mist.

He panted heavily, his face looking terrifyingly gloomy.

"It's your turn to choose," the black sword wielder asked.

Silence.

For a long time.

Han Dong spoke slowly. He didn't raise his head, his gentle bangs seemingly covering his eyes.

"I choose, her position 6."

"WAIT!!"

Qiao Min exclaimed upon hearing this: "Han Dong, didn't you say you wanted to protect me?!!!"

Watching the black sword wielder walking toward her at this moment, Qiao Min's heart was terrified to the extreme, and she shouted with all her might.

And at this moment, Han Dong slowly raised his head. Through the wet spectacle lenses, he seemed to be able to see those somewhat fearful eyes. He said tremblingly:

"Didn't I... already protect you?"

"Stop! Stop it!! Don't!"

Qiao Min screamed heart-rendingly. At this moment, the black sword wielder had already picked up the sharp blade!

Pfft!

Pierced through!

Qiao Min's position 6 was real.

"AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Qiao Min let out a sharp scream. The massive pain instantly caused the terror in her heart to soar to the extreme.

"I choose his position 3!!"

Without even waiting for the black sword wielder's inquiry, Qiao Min said the choice without hesitation in extreme pain.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions sank.

She didn't even choose the remaining position 1 on the shoulder, directly choosing position 3, the abdomen.

Could it be that she had lost her rationality in the pain?

The change in the scene exceeded everyone's expectations. The two who were full of trust just a moment ago became strangers in an instant.

Lin Xian's gaze swept over, and at this moment, the expressions of the others all became ugly.

This game was even more perverted than the first round. In front of everyone, it used people's desire to survive to completely crush the trust between people into pieces.

Han Dong in the room looked terrified.

Watching the black sword wielder walk over, raise his hand, and stab in!

He closed his eyes, as if welcoming the arrival of death.

Clang!

Han Dong's luck was very good. This position was actually fake!

At this moment, Han Dong no longer hesitated and shouted decisively: "I choose, her position 7."

7, still the leg position.

"Ah! Don't! Don't, Han Dong, you bastard!!!!"

The black sword wielder walked over again and stabbed in.

Pfft!

Qiao Min's position 7 was still real!

"Ah!!!"

A miserable scream.

Qiao Min, whose legs were pierced through, almost fainted from the pain on the spot, trembling and spasming uncontrollably, crying and howling in pain. "Han Dong, you bastard!!"

Who knew, at this moment, Han Dong shouted excitedly.

"That's great, wife!"

Qiao Min turned her head in terror, looking at him in disbelief: "You... what did you say?? You think it's great that I'm pierced through?? I must have been blind to fall for you. Are you a devil?!"

Han Dong shook his head with a pale face, his eyes full of hope as he explained:

"No! Wife, listen to me! 9 swords, 14 holes. Now 6 swords have been stabbed, 3 fake and 3 real. 1 sword on my leg, 2 swords on your legs. This means that among the 8 positions on our bodies, there are 6 fake holes left, but there are only 3 swords left!"

Han Dong was a math teacher. Being able to maintain rationality and analyze the current situation in this situation was truly rare.

Hearing Han Dong's words, Qiao Min finally recovered some sanity.

She thought constantly, nodded slightly, and gritted her teeth:

"Right, there are 3 swords left..."

"We must be calm, calm!" Han Dong said.

"Calm?!" Qiao Min glared at him, her eyes full of grievance and hatred, shouting with all her might: "You were only stabbed once, both my legs are injured, and I'm almost dead, do you know that?!"

"But I have never chosen your upper body!" Han Dong explained at this moment.

"I don't care!" Qiao Min's eyes were red: "Since there are 3 swords left, I think they should all be given to you. That's fair!"

Han Dong's face turned white upon hearing this, his lips trembling in anger:

"You're crazy. I only have one shoulder left. My upper body has already been stabbed twice by you. The remaining two are one chest and one waist. And your shoulder hasn't been stabbed even once. How is this fair? And if my chest or waist is stabbed, won't I die??!!!"

"You could have completely used your two shoulders and my one shoulder to share these three swords! Maybe they are all fake holes!"

"Wouldn't we both be able to survive then?!"

Han Dong roared, expressing extreme incomprehension at Qiao Min's decision.

"How is that possible!"

Qiao Min screamed fiercely: "Stab two swords into my shoulders? Are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy! This game requires both of us to survive to count as winning. I'm telling the truth!! If I die, isn't it all over?!" Han Dong responded.

Survive...

Survive...

Han Dong's words echoed in her ears. The icy sharp sword pierced through her legs, and the intense pain made her feel massive terror, as if death were stepping closer and closer to her.

At this moment, a devilish thought suddenly emerged in her heart.

Han Dong saw her not speaking and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Bright red blood constantly flowed from under Qiao Min's armor, bringing a strong smell of blood, making people terrified and crazy.

For a long time.

Qiao Min slowly raised her head, looking at the red head with hollow eyes.

"Then... there are still three... three swords left, which means, I have two more chances, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The 4 people sitting in the room had complex expressions at this moment. They heard a hint of something ominous.

"Hey!" Qiao Min suddenly shouted at the red head.

"I want to know, if a person dies, can the remaining holes on them still be stabbed?"

Han Dong's pupils shook upon hearing this, and he looked at Qiao Min incredibly. He immediately said in terror:

"Hey, Qiao Min, wife... you, what are you doing!?"

Qiao Min didn't answer his words, but stared at the 'Hatter' with blood-red eyes.

And at this moment, the red head suddenly laughed. It laughed very bizarrely, revealing a hair-raising feeling, as if it had smelled the scent it liked the most!

"The rules didn't say no," the Hatter said in a low voice.

"So, the living can stab the dead!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Han Dong's face turned pale instantly. He immediately shouted at Qiao Min:

"Wife! You'll die! You'll really die! Have you forgotten our agreement? Didn't we want to survive together?!!"

"It counts as winning only if two people survive. We are about to win!!"

"What are you doing?!!"

At this moment, the change in the scene in the room made the other 4 people watching look terrifyingly gloomy. Such a development seemed incredible but also seemed to be in the nature of things.

If one person survives, they can also leave.

This rule was like a curse, finally making Qiao Min realize something.

It was as if it were the most primitive truth in the depths of human nature.

Survival!

Lin Xian looked at the massive red head. He had long seen through the correct way to play this game.

If two people die, the other 4 can leave.

If one person dies, the other person can leave.

In fact, this game was to shatter all intimate relationships between people. The simplest method was to deceive the person you trusted the most and then kill them with one stab!

Qiao Min's expression was gloomy. At this moment, her eyes were full of emptiness and terror. Han Dong's shouting beside her seemed to have been completely isolated from her hearing.

She looked at the red head with madness and numbness, asking with trembling lips:

"Then... can I use two chances at once?"

The red head's smile grew wider, still replying with the same words.

"The rules didn't say no."

But these words made Han Dong go crazy. He immediately shouted at the Hatter with eyes splitting:

"How can this be? This is a foul! This is cheating!!!"

He shouted hysterically, seemingly reacting at this moment.

He had originally thought the rules were complex, but it turned out they were so simple.

Just as he was angrily criticizing the rules for being unfair, on the other side, Qiao Min kept her head buried, staring blankly ahead with hollow eyes, her vision already shrouded by the smell of blood from her own legs.

She looked at the black sword wielder in front of her and said:

"I choose... his 4 and 5!"

The voice was light and calm.

Qiao Min knew that if these two chances couldn't kill Han Dong, then his final sword would definitely choose her vital points, so she didn't leave any room at all.

A simple sentence made Han Dong's brain go blank instantly, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

He understood. He finally understood.

The so-called most reliable trust, the most solid love, could not withstand the selfishness and desire to survive in the depths of the human heart.

He had foolishly thought this was a trust game.

It turned out the correct way to play this game

was to hold the purpose of killing the other party from the beginning, rather than foolishly sharing the damage together...

If you kill the other party, you can completely stab all the remaining swords into the other party's corpse. Even if there are two swords left, as long as you stab them into your own legs, you can at least guarantee survival!

Even if you don't obtain any supplies, you can at least gain the opportunity to leave and survive.

It must be played by the closest and most trusted people, and it must also kill the closest and most trusted people, completely extinguishing human nature!

This... was the optimal solution to this game!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 228 =====