Chapter 39

【Rewards have been distributed, please check in your respective cages】

【Remaining players:】

【The third game will start in 3 days】

【Point rankings have changed】

【Rewards have been distributed, please check in your respective cages】

【Distributed item rewards can be brought into the death game】

"Another few hundred million people died..." Su Yang's heart sank; the elimination rate remained high.

Following this trend, by the time the rankings are settled and reshuffled, according to the 100:1 survival ratio, billions of people will inevitably die.

"The competition is too great; you not only have to win the death game, but you have to win beautifully."

Su Yang obtained a food gift pack and a cold weapon gift pack in the game.

Both were distributed to the cell.

A large box suddenly appeared behind him, and Su Yang couldn't wait to check it.

He saw a silver-shining axe come into view, its surface simple and unadorned, without any patterns.

He didn't know much about craftsmanship; it was about a foot long, felt very light in his hand, about half a catty.

"It shouldn't be aluminum." Su Yang tried to swing it; the feel when chopping was excellent, as if it had merged with his arm.

He took a lighter from the daily necessities, placed it on the ground, and then chopped down hard with the axe!

"Swoosh—"

In just an instant, he had cut it into two halves without any obstruction.

"What a sharp axe!" Su Yang's eyes lit up.

Although he hadn't played with axes, he had played with knives.

If the kitchen knife isn't sharpened, it's hard to cut meat, let alone cut this kind of thing.

And he noticed that the cross-section of the lighter was extremely smooth, and its sharpness must exceed that of most cold weapons on the market.

"And it can be brought into the game, doesn't that mean killing becomes easier?" Su Yang touched his chin.

He had a certain disadvantage in strength and technique, and couldn't compare to those big, burly martial artists.

But through years of exercise, he wouldn't fall over like a weakling in the wind.

In addition, he also found that the newly distributed food gift pack had become richer.

Besides regular bread, it also included jam, condensed milk, boneless chicken feet, chocolate, and a self-heating pot.

"With so many varieties, what should I start eating?" Su Yang scanned it and took a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chocolate is high in calories and sugar, making it the easiest food to replenish energy.

He didn't plan to eat the other snacks for the time being; one was fear of a situation like Sun Wei's diarrhea.

The second was not wanting to indulge too much in pleasure.

Only by keeping his nerves tense at all times could he maintain his state at a high level.

"The rankings have changed too?"

Su Yang looked at the electronic screen in the center of the second floor of the prison.

Total ranking of cell 881

1st place: Qin Weiyang, points—580 (SS)

2nd place: Luo Shuangshuang, points—580 (SS)

3rd place: Tang Youning, points—580 (SS)

4th place: Cheng Anling, points—580 (SS)

9th place: Su Yang, points—580 (SS)

5083rd place: Li Lan, points—420 (DC)

Surviving players: 4917, deaths: 5083.

Settlement in 11 days; the top 100 players can leave the prison.

Ten individuals are drawn every day who have received a rating of less than two S's—to be executed!

"Top ten!" Su Yang's eyes lit up, feeling happy in his heart.

Fortunately, he thought of the Pelican in the second game, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to rush into the top hundred.

He only needed to stabilize his ranking, and with stable performance in the next games, he would escape the fate of being eliminated.

"What does 'less than two S's' mean?" Su Yang frowned slightly.

He noticed that two letters were added behind everyone's ranking.

He also had two S's behind his.

"Could it be that the total ratings of the two games were marked?" Su Yang guessed.

If it was as the rules stated, then players ranked 500 and above could all be randomly drawn.

The 500th place was just a watershed; players above were all double S, while those below were uneven.

10 people drawn every day.

3 days of rest...

A total of 30 people executed!

"I don't accept this; I worked so hard to live until now, why should I participate in the draw?" Players in the cells above protested dissatisfiedly.

"Damn it, playing the game is annoying enough, and now we have to be picked out after coming out; whose shitty idea is this?"

"Administrator, get out here; I refuse to participate in the draw!"

The protests filled the entire prison, the anger of thousands of people venting wantonly, also mixed with the negative emotions they had collected in the two games.

Lin Yang was also among them.

He got an A-level rating in the first game and an S-level rating in the second.

Ranked 561, also in the draw queue.

He saw him grabbing the iron bars of the cell and roaring: "If you want to kill, just say so, don't play so many tricks!"

"Player draw begins..."

At this time, a broadcast suddenly came out.

The protests gradually quieted down until they all disappeared.

Every player in the queue was incomparably nervous, praying not to be drawn.

Execution, as the name implies, is death.

It's just that the person who grants them death has changed from a player to a prison administrator.

"Don't draw me, I beg you." A man in the cell opposite Su Yang knelt on the ground and begged, his expression incomparably pious.

Before long, the broadcast sounded again.

"118, 5431, 6899, 4132, 8760......"

One cell number after another was read out; the named players felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar, their faces as pale as paper.

"It's over, it's all over..."

All ten numbers were read out, and the players who weren't named cried with joy.

This meant they could live for another day.

"Damn! Why me? I got an A and an S, am I that bad?"

"Two A's don't deserve to live? I've worked so hard!"

However, the protests were useless; a door suddenly opened in the northeast corner of the floor where the named players were.

He saw the familiar ox demon slowly appear, walking toward the target cell.

They skillfully pulled open the iron bars, brought the players inside out, and brought them to the center of the 1st floor like picking up chickens.

At this position, everyone in the entire prison could see clearly.

"Don't touch me, get lost!" One person struggled desperately, swearing not to comply.

However, his resistance seemed particularly humorous in front of the immensely powerful ox demon.

He used all his strength, but the ox demon didn't move at all.

"Players are in position, countdown ten seconds."

"10... 9... 8......"

The sound, like a whisper from the Grim Reaper, echoed in every corner.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, their gazes falling on these ten players.

"If I had known, I shouldn't have spared your lives!" One person laughed crazily, his voice revealing deep regret.

"Don't just watch, my fate will also befall you!" Another person looked up and shouted, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"3... 2... 1... execution begins!"

"Splat!"

Ten heads were all crushed, the bodies fell to the ground, and blood flowed everywhere.

Even though the players present had experienced great storms, some still couldn't accept it and screamed loudly.

Thinking that he might end up with the same fate, Lin Yang's body slid down powerlessly, paralyzed on the ground.

"I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."

Su Yang looked at the ten corpses being dragged away by the ox demons, his expression solemn.

"The next games... will become increasingly cruel."

While winning beautifully, you also have to be cruel.

Because only by killing all players can you get the highest rating!