Chapter 77: Terrifying elimination rate! Fourth death game?

"Forty billion people died?" Su Yang's heart shook.

In his impression, over nine billion people survived the second death game, and the base was extremely large.

But now it had plummeted by nearly half!

This data was very terrifying, which meant that almost every death game was fought until only the last person remained!

All players wanted the 'Last Person' achievement!

"If each prison can only have one hundred people survive, it proves that only one hundred million players remain after settlement?" Su Yang's pupils shrank slightly.

A one percent survival rate, a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than a disease!

And there was no room for maneuver.

Not enough is not enough, losing is losing.

At this moment, he looked at the leaderboard screen on the second floor.

1st: Su Yang, Points—1110 (SSS)

2nd: Zheng Jue, Points—1110 (SSS)

3rd: Qin Weiyang, Points—1110 (SSS)

4th: Su Hang, Points—1110 (SSS)

2546th: Zou Kai, Points—880 (DCA)

Surviving players: 2546, Deaths: 7454.

Settlement in 3 days, top 100 can leave the prison.

Every day, ten individuals whose personal score is less than three S's will be—executed!

"First place..." Su Yang didn't feel much joy in his heart.

In his view, there was no difference between ranking 100th and 1st.

Both could leave the prison.

Besides that, he also saw that only two thousand-plus players remained, and the execution rules had also changed.

Originally, double S was enough to avoid death, but now it required 3S.

That is to say, no matter how hard the players tried later, they couldn't escape the fate of being drawn.

This was a temporarily added rule, and although it was extremely unreasonable, protests were invalid.

But in the situation where settlement was about to happen, whether to execute or not didn't matter anymore.

Anyway, it was death; what was the difference between early and late?

Those who were late were just breathing a little more air in this 'iron coffin'.

"Congratulations, first place." Qin Weiyang sent congratulations.

"You sat in this position for so long; how does it feel to be replaced?" Su Yang asked curiously.

Qin Weiyang felt no waves in her heart regarding this 'offensive' question.

"No feeling."

Su Yang wasn't surprised by this answer.

She was always uninterested in everything and wouldn't complain about the status quo.

Whether she was first or not was just a false name to her.

"Damn, Su Yang, you actually rushed to first place?!" Lin Yang exclaimed.

"Lucky."

Lin Yang felt sour and admiring in his heart; he found it hard to imagine how powerful one had to be to get three consecutive S ratings and finish all achievements in a short time.

"What about you? What rank?" Su Yang asked.

"523rd." Lin Yang said bitterly and sighed.

"A pity..." Su Yang shook his head.

Lin Yang himself was relatively kind and had the problem of most players—soft-hearted.

Points didn't matter to him; as long as he could survive.

Until the word settlement appeared.

But it was too late.

Lin Yang braced himself and forced a smile, "It doesn't matter, being able to play so many interesting games is already worth it."

But the sadness hidden behind the smile couldn't be concealed no matter what.

He also clearly knew that his death was approaching, yet he still faced it with a smile.

Su Yang didn't intend to comfort him; saying more to a 'death row prisoner' was meaningless.

"Drawing players begins..."

Suddenly, a broadcast echoed through the prison.

The atmosphere suddenly became as dead silent as death.

Everyone's eyes were filled with inexplicable confusion.

"It's going to die in three days, why draw players now? Is it fun?"

"If you have the ability, just take me away; what's the point of leaving us here counting the time and waiting for death?"

"Draw me! Draw me!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the players beat the iron pillars angrily, calling out to die.

For them, playing these few death games was torture enough.

Little did they expect that at the last moment of their lives, they would still be trampled like toys.

Trampling their dignity into the mud.

"5123, 8912, 189..."

The drawn players laughed heartily, their laughter filled with helplessness and relief.

Before long, the administrator brought them from the cell to the central area on the first floor and crushed the heads of the ten people.

Su Yang was long accustomed to the familiar bloody scene; looking at the blood all over the floor, he suddenly felt confused.

"Since they will all die, why go to such trouble?"

At first, he thought this was the bad taste of the 'Supreme One' behind the scenes.

It was just wanting to see the helpless and powerless appearance of players facing a dead end.

But recalling every death game he experienced, he thought he had oversimplified things.

"Human nature? Human heart? Emotion?"

Su Yang chewed on it, looked up at the crazy players, and suddenly realized.

"If He wanted to torture players, there would be no need to leave a three-day buffer period, let alone set up a so-called settlement."

Su Yang's initial guess was to shift the contradiction.

Shift the contradiction between Him and the players.

Whether it was the appearance of the 'execution' rule or the identification of the scoring system, it was enough to prove that He didn't want to kill everyone.

The cultivation of a 'seed' requires fertilizer, and the source of that fertilizer is emotion!

Every time players experience a Death Game, they grow and transform during the process.

Take Su Yang himself, for instance; he can feel his own transformation.

"The 'execution' and the settlement are contradictory. What exactly does He want to do?" Su Yang pondered inwardly.

Calculating by time, there is a three-day buffer, and a Death Game appears after it ends.

After this Death Game ends completely, there will only be three days left.

It aligns perfectly with the settlement time!

"If He needs 'emotion,' He wouldn't directly execute the more than four billion people who didn't meet the ranking criteria." Su Yang sensed something was wrong.

Thinking from another perspective, if he were the Supreme Being behind it all, then every 'seed' would have value and use.

At the very least, He wouldn't be so wasteful.

At this moment, Qin Weiyang turned her head to look at Su Yang's contemplative expression and said, "Do you think they will all die after the settlement?"

"You feel something is wrong too?" Su Yang asked.

Qin Weiyang nodded slightly, "The rules only stated that the top one hundred can leave the prison, but didn't say how the remaining people would be dealt with."

"Besides, it's also strange to extract people for execution. Why not extract one-third of the people each day until the three days are over?"

【Remaining players:】

【Point ranking has changed】

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

【Issued props rewards can be brought into the death game】 ===== CHAPTER 77 =====

Su Yang's heart stirred at these words; such a possibility was not non-existent.

It's just that a Death Game for over two thousand people...

How should it be arranged?

Just then, the broadcast sound suddenly rang out:

"The fourth Death Game will begin in one day. Please prepare yourselves, players."