When Du Ziming opened his eyes, he knew that he had entered the devil's game again.
The Dominator game, his favorite one. Things that you wouldn't normally dare to do outside can be dealt with here. Things within the game do not involve matters outside the game. This is the default rule for everyone.
It's just that it's impossible for everyone to abide by the rules. What's more, there are no compulsory measures to make people forget about things in the game. Therefore, retaliation outside the game because of things in the game often happens.
For Du Ziming, if he didn't trouble others, they would laugh, and he basically didn't have to worry about being troubled.
In this not-so-large room, including Du Ziming himself, a total of ten people stood. From one to ten, everyone wears a mask with a number written on it.
As soon as they saw this situation, everyone knew what the game was about—nine times out of ten, it was similar to Werewolf, a killing game or something like that. There are a few villains among us who need to kill people, and others have to find a way to survive or perform some mission.
To be honest, the logic of this kind of game is not very strong, and the reasoning is not too rigorous. It depends more on the relationship between people.
In other words, this type of competition actually competes on acting, speaking and lying abilities.
Du Ziming hummed and scanned the other people. Everyone noticed this guy humming. No one talks first.
After about a few minutes of silence, No. 5 spoke: "Let's search this room first. Maybe there is some special mechanism that will kill us all. Anyway, I didn't receive any rules. Instead of guessing, it's better to start taking action. .”
"Well, indeed." No. 4 Du Ziming nodded: "That's true. Oh, by the way, I just found a button and pressed it. So have you noticed that the air in the room is getting thinner?"
"...What are you doing? Why are you moving?" No. 1 suddenly felt unhappy.
"Shh, be quiet, don't be angry. Don't make noises. This will increase oxygen consumption." Du Ziming smiled and asked people to raise their blood pressure. Of course, he didn't actually feel the thin air at all. He was lying.
"Everyone, please stop talking." Although No. 10 also wanted to beat Du Ziming, he said that the most important thing now was other things.
But Du Ziming was still nodding slyly beside him.
There was probably an unknown fire in everyone's heart. Du Ziming succeeded in attracting everyone's hatred. But he still hummed quietly and accompanied everyone to find more buttons in the corner.
"You want us to find the right one among all the buttons?"
"It's also possible that we need to press all these buttons before we can move to the next stage."
"Or hold back for a while and not click?"
Everyone couldn't help but think. And discuss it as quietly as possible. Originally, the room was not big, there were many people, and coupled with the nervousness and Du Ziming's deception, one or two of them felt that they were really having trouble breathing.
This is the psychological effect. Fantastic. Du Ziming, who directed all this, showed a devilish smile in his heart.
Playing with people is a hobby he shares with the Master and the Chief Chess Player. Human desires can be classified, firstly the most basic and urgent desires to maintain life such as food, water and sleep, and then the long-term desires for survival and continuation of life such as ensuring safety and reproduction.
Further up are better material needs, but in fact, materials are used to provide spiritual needs. For example, a bigger house, delicious food, and a comfortable life.
Continuing upward is a purely spiritual need, which usually requires creatures with relatively high intelligence to have it. Such as social interaction, respect from others, entertainment projects, self-realization values, and... the desire to control others.
Toying with others and controlling others is, to put it bluntly, just a hobby.
It's just that this kind of hobby is quite bad.
Because there were no other clues and they were worried about insufficient oxygen, everyone could not discuss it for too long. In the end, they could only press all the buttons.
Du Ziming narrowed his eyes slightly.
Because as the buttons were pressed one by one, the air in the room became really thin. It was fun to lie to others, but now it has been turned into reality by the master.
I have to say that when it comes to playing with people, the Demon God is indeed better.
Hahahaha, the game of the master has just begun.
After all the buttons were pressed, a passage suddenly opened in the corner of the room, and everyone rushed out. They saw nine oxygen bottles in front of them.
Number 7, with quick eyes and quick hands, stepped forward to grab it, but Number 6 and Number 4 Du Ziming quickly stepped forward and made a precise sneak attack with a click, hitting his vital part and killing him on the spot.
"Just one for each person." In the thin air, No. 6 nodded to Du Ziming.
Du Ziming shrugged, took an oxygen bottle first, and took a shallow breath. None of the remaining people wanted to complain for No. 7. They just stared at the two of them and silently stepped forward to get oxygen bottles.
"Don't get excited, don't fight. One person can't carry too many oxygen bottles, so we just keep calm and move forward." No. 3 stepped forward to smooth things over.
The main reason was that Du Ziming and No. 6 acted too quickly, and they had already pinched the person's neck before anyone could react. So people can only accept this result.
Everyone is very realistic. Originally, one person could not get the oxygen bottle, and it was impossible to distribute it evenly. This is the quickest solution, which is good for everyone - except No. 7.
The dead person was not close to everyone - at least he was wearing a mask, so there was no apparent close relationship.
The body of No. 7 on the ground was ignored by everyone, as if there were only nine people there in the first place.
Everyone moved forward holding oxygen bottles. But in addition to breathing problems, the air pressure is also gradually decreasing, and everyone begins to suffer from various altitude sickness. When the air pressure drops to a certain level, their bodies will be stretched apart by the internal pressure.
"Looking at the content of the oxygen cylinder, normal breathing should be able to last for an hour. However, now everyone is very nervous and breathing is gradually becoming faster," Du Ziming understood the current situation very well.
Thinking, worrying, and exercising all increase consumption. The more you consume, the more anxious you become. Eventually it becomes an infinite loop.
Along the long and narrow corridor, everyone can only move forward one by one. If there is any danger ahead, no one can escape.
Du Ziming took the initiative to lead the way. He didn't look panicked at all, he looked completely relaxed. Finally, they left the narrow corridor and came to a white space filled with water.
"Well, there is a boat. But it doesn't look like it can carry too many people." Du Ziming picked up the oar and was the first to get on the boat.
"This is the last episode.
After looking at the word count, it seems that I may have to write it until next month.
The new book is being revised to the seventh edition at the beginning, which may take some time. "
