Under Du Ziming's coercion and inducement, both No. 2 and No. 8 chose to consume their oxygen bottles.
The air pressure in the hall finally returned to normal.
To be honest, there has never been a situation where someone had to die so far. Everyone can interchange oxygen bottles, and the boat can make two trips. Grabbing an oxygen bottle now seems completely unnecessary.
The master didn't let them kill anyone, and he didn't even tell them what the goal was to clear the level. Everyone just made up their own minds and started the trouble on their own.
Of course, it was also thanks to Du Ziming who caused trouble.
Du Ziming, who had taken the weapon, looked at the other two people: "I guess you want to attack me, but I advise you to think carefully about whether this is necessary."
"You are really scary." No. 8 said: "We have always been under your control. I thought you were just messing around, but now... I hope to cooperate with you and support you in the next game. "
"Okay, I will try my best to let you live until the end. But... you have to obey my command." Du Ziming was very calm.
Number 8: "Deal."
"To prove that you will be obedient, come and kill No. 2." Du Ziming handed him a knife.
"..." No. 8 took the weapon and turned to look at No. 2.
"You...are you going to betray me and fight me just because of his words?" No. 2 also wanted to get a weapon, but Du Ziming blocked his direction.
"We have never been allies, right?" No. 8 said.
Du Ziming: "Yeah, let's go. We two have weapons, but he is empty-handed. Don't be afraid, and don't feel any psychological pressure. As a player, are you afraid of killing people after you get to this level? In the final analysis, it's just a matter of the game. You are forced to do so.”
His words were like the whispers of a devil, gradually driving No. 8's mental state into the abyss.
Number 2 wanted to retort, but Du Ziming quietly changed his position, attracting his attention. After No. 2 showed his flaw, No. 8 attacked with a knife.
"You——" Number 2 was slashed on the shoulder. Neither No. 8's willpower nor the accuracy of his knife can compare to that of Du Ziming, a ruthless guy who kills people. After No. 2 was stabbed, he could still grab the blade with his backhand and try to resist.
Du Ziming laughed out loud and walked up slowly: "Very good, but you have to work harder. If you are defeated by someone at this time, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?"
As he spoke, he chopped off No. 2's fingers with a swing of his knife. Amid the screams, Player No. 8's hands trembled slightly.
He had already seen blood and had to kill him.
In fact, Du Ziming had been guiding him from the beginning. Every position and every word perfectly controlled No. 8's thoughts, making him who was still hesitant completely kill his original collaborator.
It can even be said that No. 8 himself may not have reacted.
People always feel that their thoughts are completely under their control, but that is just an illusion. Human thoughts are controlled by the environment. It's one thing to put the same person in a good environment, but it's another thing entirely to put the same person in a bad environment.
Du Ziming just gave some small guidance and was able to lead people to another place completely.
He is a bewitching devil and a terrifying nightmare. However, Du Ziming has never been able to control Wu Hui before. That guy is really hard-hearted and has a firm will that never wavers easily. Because of this, people like Du Ziming and the Master who like to play with people will keep an eye on him.
It’s because Wu Hui’s goal is challenging.
Although it is fun to play with ordinary people, it is too simple. Smart people have more fun. After setting a trap, they will think that those are their own ideas, and then plunge into it without looking back.
For example, Number 8 in front of me - he can barely be considered a smart person.
But there is no comparison with Wu Hui. Ah, when will we be able to play with Wu Hui?
Of course, friends who have watched Demon Paradise know that Du Ziming will never have that possibility in his life.
No. 8 started killing people, and blood splattered all over him, which was very ugly. His skills were still not good, but Du Ziming smiled and encouraged him, saying that if you follow him from now on, you will definitely survive until the end.
"I hope so." No. 8 didn't trust his words that much. He was reviewing the situation.
I clearly didn't want to obey Du Ziming's advice at first, so why did he suddenly kill someone? Just a few random gestures, a few random words... can they have such a big impact?
It's really, really terrible.
Looking at Du Ziming's back, No. 8 also thought about whether to make a sneak attack now. But just as he was thinking, Du Ziming suddenly turned his head and let out a disdainful laugh. Although he was wearing a mask, he seemed to have seen through him completely.
Number 8 remained silent and stopped doing anything unnecessary.
The two began to search for clues in the hall. Now that there is no breathing problem, Du Ziming can not be so anxious and search the hall carefully.
But, there is nothing else.
"Well, in this case, it is likely that the other side will do something, and then our side can continue to act." Du Ziming said: "And then it is our turn to do something, so that they can continue to act like this. Everyone. It may be necessary to cooperate without being able to meet.”
"It's unlikely..." No. 8 felt that it was simply fanciful to expect everyone to cooperate in this atmosphere.
The formation of this atmosphere depends entirely on the No. 4 in front of him.
Du Ziming crossed his legs and sat in the corner of the hall: "It doesn't matter, we just need to wait. Or do you try to go back?"
No. 8 actually tried it, but as soon as he passed through, the passage over there snapped shut. He had no choice but to sit down three or four meters away from Du Ziming and sit down with him. Now everyone in this game has an average physique, and they are very tired after all the hard work.
Distance often represents the relationship between two people. If they are a couple or good friends, they will be very close to each other when walking, putting their arms around each other, holding hands or even hugging each other. If they are strangers, it is normal to stay half a meter to one meter apart.
Three or four meters... This was not a deliberate choice by No. 8, but it was because he was subconsciously afraid of Du Ziming.
He wants people to be afraid of themselves so that they can be afraid of themselves. If you want people to obey you, you can make people obey you.
This time, Du Ziming's scare was really successful.
About ten minutes later, there was finally movement in the hall, and the two of them looked in the direction of the sound. A corridor appeared in front of them.
"Aha. Let's go." Du Ziming stood up and said, "Don't get lost."
"..." No. 8 didn't really want to talk. He turned his head and took one last look at the body on the ground, and then followed Du Ziming into the corridor.
