After about 2 minutes, Wen Sengyu had almost reached the limit of holding his breath.
"Forget it, just die. It's not like you haven't died before." Wen Sengyu was very negative in his heart. Then with severe physical discomfort, he took a deep breath. After a while, he didn't feel any discomfort.
"It seems like nothing happened...Is this a success?" Wen Sengyu thought to himself, holding his breath again and looking back.
The red poisonous gas had begun to fall at this time, and it seemed that he had successfully escaped this section.
But he also noticed that the names of the two people on the other side of the big screen had been drawn in white frames, and then the framed screen disappeared from the big screen.
On the other side, the hall where Wan Qian is located has just been selected as "Frost", and the entire hall has entered an extremely cold state.
But luckily she still kept the prop of her coat, and she also found a hidden corner to rest, thus escaping the disaster.
"Wan Qian, are you okay over there?" Not long after Wan Qian regained her body temperature, Wen Sengyu called.
"I'm fine here. Fortunately, I've been wearing the clothes I wore before, and they keep me warm very well." Wan Qian said.
"Is it that prop coat?" Wen Sengyu asked.
"Yeah, I'm quite lucky. If I encountered other attack methods, it would be useless." Wan Qian said with a smile.
At this time, Wen Sengyu looked at the sunglasses in his pocket and his teeth itched with hatred.
Later, Wen Sengyu also called Hua Mulin and Gong Qiang to confirm that they were safe, and then entered the "preparation" state again.
In fact, as the number of player screens decreased, Wen Sengyu was able to find Wanqian's location and roughly see their status, but he still felt that it would be more reassuring to make a phone call to confirm.
Wen Sengyu observed that after only two rounds, there were less than 100 pictures left on the screen.
At the same time, those familiar barrages appeared again, disrupting everyone's vision.
"It's boring!"
"Not exciting enough."
"What rubbish is this?"
"I want to see a big fight! A big fight!!!"
The people on the barrage acted like crazy and kept making animal-like "tearing howls".
"Please choose what you think will come to his space - 'angel' or 'demon'."
A line of large characters was printed on the screen again.
"You to him"? Wen Sengyu was a little surprised when he saw the subtle changes in the prompts on the screen.
"I actually gave such a clear reminder this time." Wen Sengyu thought to himself.
Before the phone signal was cut off, he quickly dialed Wanqian's number.
"Qianqian, did you see the prompt on the screen?" Wen Sengyu asked.
Wan Qian didn't understand what it meant, so he replied: "I saw it, is there anything unusual?"
After saying this, Wan Qian read the prompts carefully again, but there was no change.
"'Please choose what will come to the space where you are.' Look at this sentence, which clarifies the spatial relationship." Wen Sengyu said.
"I don't understand what it means. Wasn't it the same sentence before?" Wan Qian asked.
"There was no such thing as you and him before." Wen Sengyu emphasized the two first-person pronouns.
Wan Qian was stunned for a while, and then asked: "What was this prompt you saw before?"
"Please choose which one will come to your space - 'angel' or 'demon'." Wen Sengyu recounted completely.
After saying this, Wen Sengyu also understood why Wan Qian had such a reaction, because the descriptions they saw were completely different.
"It seems that you are different from us, at least the content of the prompts I saw is different." Wan Qian said.
Just then, the phone signal was interrupted again.
The countdown starts to appear on the screen.
Ten people appeared on the screen, including Gong Qiang again.
"I choose Angel." Since Gong Qiang appeared on the list, Wen Sengyu chose the "Angel" option again.
After the countdown ended, according to the system prompts, only Wen Sengyu and Gong Qiang chose angels, and everyone else chose devils. Since the number of people who chose devils exceeded the number of people who chose angels, Wen Sengyu and the others still could not avoid this "death battle."
Then, Wen Sengyu entered into a nervous wait. He didn't know what kind of torture the other "devils" would use to toy with the two "angels".
However, after a long wait, nothing unexpected happened in Wen Sengyu's space.
"What's happening here?"
Just when Wen Sengyu was confused, Gong Qiang's picture was linked to his screen.
"One-to-one video call? What's happening, Jia Wenhao." Gong Qiang also looked confused on the screen.
"I don't know, are we forgiven because of our kindness?" Wen Sengyu had this ridiculous idea in his heart.
As soon as he finished speaking, more pictures were connected, and finally 23 pictures were fixed. Wan Qian and Hua Mulin were among them. It seemed that they had also chosen "Angel" just now.
All 23 people can talk to each other in real time.
"Angel Games!!!"
"Long live!"
"The wait is finally here. It was so boring in front of me."
“Let’s start quickly, I can’t wait!!!”
"I bet that girl can win this time!"
Wen Sengyu looked at the screen in confusion, and everyone else had the same expression, except Wan Nian, who was calm.
"Angel Game? What is Angel Game?" Wen Sengyu thought to himself.
But not long after, the prompts on the screen told him the answer.
"Welcome all 'Angels' to Angel Games."
After the prompt ended, everyone was numbered under the screen.
Wen Sengyu was ranked No. 8, Wan Qian, Hua Mulin and Gong Qiang were No. 3, 11 and 22 respectively.
Wen Sengyu had a bad feeling. The remaining angels were beginning to face choices. It seemed that this was not what the "angels" should do, but that the system wanted to turn them from angels into demons.
"Please, angels, choose the person you want to liberate."
"Damn it! What do you mean? I've been so kind from beginning to end, why do I still want to participate in this kind of game!!!"
After the prompt ended, a woman began to yell crazily, and her spirit seemed to be broken.
"That's right! We should unite to boycott this ridiculous game. We can no longer allow mermaids to be exploited!" another man echoed.
"Choose them...Choose them...Choose them!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen was filled with these three words.
Wen Sengyu was still wondering what the word "liberation" meant. When he saw the words on the barrage, he understood that it must mean death.
At this time, the familiar countdown appeared on the screen again.
At this time, he couldn't hear any sound. It seemed that it was an anonymous vote.
Anyway, the first time was an experiment, and Wen Sengyu simply voted for the first crazy woman.
After the countdown ended, the woman had the highest number of votes, followed by the echoing man.
Immediately afterwards, there was a gunshot, and the woman was killed, and as the scene disappeared, it was clean and tidy.
When the man who echoed the woman saw this situation, he immediately knelt on the ground and wailed: "Please let me go, everyone. I still have a wife and children waiting for me at home. I have to live!!!"
However, the man's plea seemed to have no effect, because no one spoke to him.
At this stage, everyone became indifferent and focused on self-preservation. No one helped him, and of course no one attacked him.
"Please, angels, choose the person you want to liberate."
Before everyone could recover, this prompt appeared on the screen again.
But this time, the number of liberated people became 2.
If that man must die, then the remaining person becomes the object of everyone's struggle.
At this moment, the woman on screen No. 10 suddenly said, "I just saw the man in No. 9 killing a child in the hall."
"You're so fucking slanderous! I've been looking for clues in the hall, when to kill..." Before man No. 9 finished speaking, the communication was interrupted.
Wen Sengyu didn't know whether what the woman No. 10 said was true or false, but her words gave everyone a direction to choose.
Sure enough, after the countdown ended, man No. 9 and the man who just echoed the words became the top two with the highest number of votes.
"Fuck! You stinky bitch, I'm a ghost...!" Man No. 9's words were cut off by the sound of two gunshots.
The number of people on the screen changed to 20.
The pace of the game also slowed down because the prompt box did not appear for a long time.
It seems that the system wants everyone to discuss the next "liberated" object.
"So, lady No. 10, why do you say he killed the little girl? I have been in the hall just now, staring at this man, and he has never left my sight." The woman on No. 18 said.
"You're lying. You just want to vote me out. You won't succeed, haha." Woman No. 10 retorted.
"You are the one who lied. We are all adults. No one can see through your little trick." Woman No. 18 was a little excited in her words.
"Stop talking nonsense, it will be over if I vote you both out!"
At this moment, man No. 1 suddenly spoke.
Communication was interrupted again, and the barrage started going crazy.
"Things are getting interesting. Who do you believe more?"
"I believe in No. 10!"
"I think what No. 18 said makes sense."
"I choose to listen to No. 1, this kind of people must die!!!"
"Please, angels, choose the person you want to rescue."
But this time the prompt changed by one word, and Wen Sengyu didn't know if others noticed this detail.
At the same time, the number of options on the screen changed to 5 people.
"There are more and more people...but what does this 'rescue' mean? The chosen ones can live, and the rest will die?" Wen Sengyu thought to himself.
Wen Sengyu made a brief analysis before choosing. If the previous trend was followed, the few people who took the initiative to speak would die.
And based on the confident attitude of the woman No. 10 just now, there should be many teammates behind her to support her, so she is not afraid of being voted out, provided that these people understand the prompt content this time.
After the countdown ended, woman No. 18 was ranked first as Wen Sengyu expected, man No. 1 was ranked second, and woman No. 10 did not appear on the list.
Wen Sengyu's conjecture was indeed correct. The woman No. 18 survived, and the remaining four people died from gunshots. It seems that many people did not notice that weak "one-letter difference."
"Seven people have died. There won't be only one left in the end. That would be too..." Wen Sengyu thought to himself.
"What is going on? How are you still alive?!" Woman No. 10 became less calm this time, and she started to question as soon as the call was restored.
"I'm lucky. You guys don't even understand the rules, so why are you still here to keep warm? Hahahahaha!" Woman No. 18 laughed loudly, and her hearty laughter echoed throughout the hall.
"Rules? What rules?" Woman No. 10 seems to have a low IQ.
“You don’t even understand the rules, so please log off immediately!”
"That's right, we're already in the reincarnation realm at this level, why are there still people like this?"
"I don't understand..."
"Don't understand +1..."
The screen was filled with scolding voices.
It is estimated that the woman also saw these barrages and became even more sinister and angry: "Don't think you can escape, you will be the next one to die!"
"I don't think so." At this moment, man No. 5 suddenly said.
"Who do you think you are! Are you tired of living?" Woman No. 10 said angrily.
"Don't think it's a big deal if you have a few people behind you. Although we are cruel, we are not stupid. If everyone unites to vote for you, do you think your vote count can survive?" Man No. 5 said sharply.
