Chapter 38

The scene in front of him changed, and in the blink of an eye, Su Yang was back in the cage.

A familiar stuffy smell came through the air; he lay on the bed, relieving the fatigue from a day of high-intensity and high-energy consumption.

Without knowing it, he fell asleep.

In his dream, he entered a new death game; in the jungle, he was hunted by hundreds of people.

A hail of bullets, artillery fire everywhere.

Not only was there the intrusion of a poison circle, but there were also drones circling overhead.

Su Yang used the terrain to his advantage, forcefully killing more than thirty people, but in the end, due to the approach of the poison circle, he was forced to face the encirclement of more than fifty people.

He wanted to use the 'Deception' talent, but found that the lies he told were not believed by anyone at all.

He was no longer omnipotent, nor was he the god of deception who could turn the game into his home field.

In the end, countless bullets attacked from all directions, smashing him into a sieve.

Carrying unwillingness and despair, he fell to the ground and bid farewell to this world.

"No!" Su Yang woke up abruptly, breathing heavily, subconsciously touching his body.

The imagined pain did not appear; what he touched was not blood, but cold sweat.

"So it was just a dream." Su Yang walked into the bathroom to wash his face, his mental state recovering a bit.

Looking up at his handsome face in the mirror, he couldn't help but recall the scene in the dream.

It was too real.

Every tree, every blade of grass, was incomparably clear.

That immersive feeling made his scalp tingle, and there was also the smoke lingering in the air, the raging fire...

"Is this a preview of a future death game?" Su Yang thought to himself.

A familiar battle royale mechanism, poison circle + looting supplies + gunfight.

But one thing was different: he would play the prey in the game, hunted by ninety-nine players.

1 vs 99.

No matter how you look at it, this is an unfair game.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone 99 people?

"Dreams are fake; this kind of thing can't happen..." Su Yang calmed down and returned to the bed.

At this time, he found that Lin Yang in the next cell had returned from the death game, looking at the wall woodenly, motionless.

"Congratulations, you survived." Su Yang offered his congratulations.

Lin Yang did not respond, just kept muttering something.

"What are you mumbling about?" Su Yang asked.

Lin Yang slowly turned his head, revealing a pale face, his eyes full of self-reproach and torment.

"Su Yang, I killed someone."

"Who hasn't had blood on their hands among those who survived until now?"

"I'm talking about... I killed an eighty-year-old man and a ten-year-old child." Lin Yang looked at his hands in pain, as if they were covered in sin.

Su Yang was slightly stunned; he suddenly remembered that everyone in the world had entered the cage.

This meant that regardless of age, gender, old or young, even death row inmates, pregnant women, and terminally ill patients were all inside.

Up until now, he hadn't matched with any elderly or children, all were ordinary adult men and women.

"That pair of old and young were grandfather and grandson; he wanted to protect the child, but I..." Lin Yang held his head, the bloody scene constantly appearing in his mind.

He seemed to have been overwhelmed by the killing intent; at that moment, he didn't think much and just acted.

After realizing it later, the people were already dead.

"What game did you play?" Su Yang asked after a long silence.

"The game is called 'Ghost Shadows', a game where one player plays a ghost killing people at night; I was the ghost, and the other nine were humans." Lin Yang repeated in a low voice.

"And then?"

"At first I was very excited; I've watched so many horror movies, I didn't expect that one day I could become a ghost."

"Have you seen that kind of scene? The ghost hides in the mirror, and when someone sits in front of the mirror combing their hair, the ghost suddenly pops out, drags the person into the mirror, and kills them."

"And—the ghost hides in the well, and when humans go down to the bottom of the well, they are also dragged into the depths by the ghost and killed."

Su Yang thought carefully and had indeed seen this type of horror movie before; they were all scenes that happened in Chinese-style horror.

It was indeed very scary and had caused quite a bit of psychological trauma to his younger self.

"Ghosts are all fake things; there's no such thing in the world." Su Yang said.

"Yes, but I became a ghost and did exactly that." Lin Yang raised his head abruptly, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Seeing this scene, Su Yang couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Lin Yang seemed to have gotten too deep into the role and hadn't walked out of the ghost's shadow yet.

Even now, his voice was gloomy and hoarse.

"Did you kill everyone?" Su Yang asked again.

"I wanted to get an S-level rating, and I wanted to get more achievements; I didn't want to be eliminated, so..." Lin Yang stopped abruptly.

Su Yang could guess that the grandfather and grandson must have been the last survivors.

And for the 'ghost' to win perfectly, all humans must be eradicated.

Similarly, for humans to all get an S rating, they had to kill the 'ghost' while at full strength.

To achieve an S, one must reach two extremes.

"If you killed them, you killed them; if you don't kill them, they will kill you." At this time, a female voice came from cell 212 on the right.

Su Yang turned his head and saw that beautiful figure appear again, as if she had just returned from clearing a death game.

She was still in the same posture, lying on her side on the bed, leaving the two of them with a back view.

"Do you understand guilt? I am human, not an animal!" Lin Yang shouted, the pain in his eyes even greater.

"Those who have guilt have already been killed; only animals are worthy of living." The woman said lightly; she adjusted her posture and continued:

"If you still have this so-called 'guilt' in your heart, then die early in the next death game, so as not to torture yourself."

"Who are you calling an animal? Turn your face around and speak clearly!" Lin Yang hit the glass wall hard, the veins on his neck bulging.

The woman didn't speak again, as if she didn't want to waste her breath on him anymore.

After thinking about it, Su Yang said: "What she said is not unreasonable; you will definitely encounter similar situations in the future. If you want to live, you can't be soft-hearted."

"Have you also lost your humanity?" Lin Yang looked at him incredulously.

"Precisely because it is human nature, you will impulsively take action, won't you?" Su Yang stared into his eyes.

"Damn it!" Lin Yang hammered the glass wall hard, sat on the bed by himself, and quietly wiped away his tears.

"I don't need to do psychological construction for you; if I meet you in the game, I won't hesitate when it's time to kill." Su Yang left a sentence and turned to walk toward the food cabinet.

In his view, Lin Yang actually knew it all, but just couldn't get past that hurdle.

A person lives for more than twenty years, receives a good education, and cultivates a sound worldview in a normal family.

The nature is kind, and at first, everyone is playing it as a game.

But as they play, they find that the taste has changed.

The mentality has also quietly changed.

Whoever still holds the idea of peace first and entertainment first to play.

The next one to be eliminated will inevitably be him.

Of course, there are many people with good luck, but who can have good luck forever?

Su Yang's mentality had changed as early as the first level, so he didn't hesitate at all when killing people.

【Second game ended, congratulations to the survivors】