If there are too many people on a ship, it will definitely sink, so Du Ziming decisively went up and took a position, and said that if the ship was fought on it, the ship would most likely capsize, so you should fight until there are six people left.
While they were still hesitating, No. 6 jumped on the boat and rowed a little further with him: "Come on, we'll wait for you in front."
Swim over and climb on board? What should I do if the boat capsizes? And it’s not convenient to swim while holding an oxygen tank.
After waiting, we must find a way to kill this No. 4!
The players became angry, and then No. 10 made a sneak attack and tried to knock No. 1 to death, but No. 3 was behind and knocked him on the head.
After a scuffle, No. 10 and No. 9 fell down. Du Ziming and the others rowed the boat back, and everyone got on board.
Du Ziming almost laughed again when he saw them being fooled by his few words. But he also knew that he would definitely be hostile in the future, and they would kill him as long as they had the chance.
Playing this kind of game, being too prominent is actually a bad thing. But in order to prevent the need to use these people in the future. Du Ziming did not choose to leave them behind, but hummed and rowed the boat. Heading into the distance.
Everyone's oxygen bottles are almost half empty. However, Du Ziming was not in a hurry, because he knew that if he died a lot in the future, there would always be oxygen bottles left, so he could just keep a peaceful mind and be done with it.
On this water surface, the air pressure has stabilized. Perhaps it's because water vapor fills in some of the missing air.
"Oh, we're about to land." Du Ziming looked ahead and saw the white land: "Get ready, all the students who can't wait to attack me... I wonder if your oxygen bottles are enough for a fight?"
"Well...if there's a fight, I'll help No. 4. He's more interesting." No. 6's voice sounded a little lazy, but it made the others look grim.
Obviously, Du Ziming is a ruthless guy, and no one can be sure of a real fight. Moreover, everyone wants to take advantage of others and enjoy the benefits themselves, and cannot unite at all.
Forget about the siege. Now No. 6 is directly on Du Ziming's side. I don't know if there are others who have surrendered. They can't fight at all.
So under this situation, Du Ziming fooled them all for a while, but there was no chance of anyone taking action.
"Aha." Du Ziming crossed his legs and said, "It's so fun."
"Sooner or later you will suffer retribution." Number One's tone was cold and angry. His oxygen consumption seems to be much greater than everyone else's, and he obviously doesn't control his emotions that well.
The more people think, the more conservative their decision-making tendencies tend to be.
Can you grasp this balance like Wu Hui did? Very few. Most people hesitate in repeated thinking, miss opportunities, settle for the status quo, and finally drown in caution.
Du Ziming put down the oar and stepped ashore with a smile. Rather than saying that he is a toy in the hands of the master, it is better to say that he is cooperating with the master to play with people.
Expose your ugliness in front of me...
Sure enough, the group of guys who wanted to kill Du Ziming gave up completely after crossing the water and landing. Du Ziming stretched and walked with No. 6. He felt that this person was also a senior musician like himself: "What's your surname, Miss?"
"Oh, can you tell I'm a girl? I feel like I can't tell the difference between my gender." No. 6 touched the mask and looked very interested.
Du Ziming took a breath of oxygen: "Of course it is, based on my excellent experience as a veteran of flowers~"
No. 6: "I have heard of a person, Du Ziming, is it you?"
"No, my name is Wu Hui." Du Ziming shamelessly gave a false name. I wonder if Wu Hui will sneeze when he hears it.
"It seems that you are indeed Du Ziming." No. 6 smiled: "My name is Baitao. I am very interested in having an in-depth chat with you after we go out."
"You seem to know me quite well. Let me think about it...is it related to the chief chess player?" Du Ziming also touched his mask.
"Is your guess correct?" Baitao waved his finger in front of him: "Okay, stop chatting. Let's move forward."
There are several forked roads ahead, seven in total, and there is a barrier in front of each forked road. The road is so narrow that only one person can walk on it at a time. Du Ziming entered a fork in the road first, and the barrier immediately fell down. It seems everyone can only go one way.
"Hehehe..." Du Ziming guessed something again and started running quickly on the trail. Oxygen consumption increases rapidly, and then, there is a road junction.
I randomly found another fork in the road from the back, waited for someone to approach, and smashed an oxygen bottle down.
It's number one.
Du Ziming took away No. 1's oxygen bottle. The drop in air pressure made it a little difficult for him to do so. At the same time, No. 6 Baitao also came out, turned around and smashed No. 5 to death with an oxygen bottle.
Now there are only No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, No. 6, and No. 8, a total of five people.
It has to be said that the game of Dominator is so extreme, either no one will die, a little death, or the team will be almost wiped out. The main theme is polarization.
"There are only two roads left. Which way do you want to go?" Baitao asked Du Ziming.
"Ladies first." Du Ziming smiled: "You pick one."
The two of them didn't seem to want to leave together. The three people behind them discussed it, and two followed Du Ziming and one followed Baitao.
They obviously had no good intentions and wanted to chop Du Ziming into pieces or something.
But Du Ziming was not worried about this. I used to be strong. It's normal to be targeted for playing this kind of game. So no matter whether it is messed up or not, this will eventually happen.
Of course, this was not the reason for him to cause trouble. If Du Ziming deliberately concealed himself and not be too arrogant, everyone's hostility towards him would not be so deep.
In other people's discussions, Du Ziming has become a guy with a special identity who deliberately comes to cause trouble for everyone.
Du Ziming didn't seem to care about this.
There were young people strolling in the long corridor. Du Ziming was not in a hurry even though someone was chasing him behind him, and he came to the last hall.
The hall is filled with various weapons.
The two people approached and watched warily as Du Ziming pointed the oxygen bottle at a device to deflate, and then the pressure in the air seemed to rise a little.
"Let's all put it inside." Du Ziming picked up a weapon: "Everyone must put some air in, so we can survive."
"If you don't want to part with the oxygen bottle in your hand, then don't even ask for your hand." Du Ziming couldn't take off the mask on his face, otherwise he really wanted to put on a scary expression at this time to see their reaction.
A knife was placed in front of both parties, and No. 2 and No. 8, who were holding oxygen bottles, were silent.
