"Don't you understand the situation in front of you? This is the legendary paradise. Being here means that we have died in that world. Please remember it carefully and stop fooling around!"
His not-so-subtle and euphemistic statement managed to stir up a stir.
The middle-aged lawyer uncle cursed angrily: "What? This is heaven? Are we dead? You are a chuunibyou patient. You haven't had cerebral thrombosis for ten years and you can't say this. Feel your pulse, breath, and heartbeat. ! How can it be possible if you are dead!"
Sure enough, it would be difficult to convince this group of people without proving that this is a false sensory experience.
Chen Jingren put his hand under his nostrils and motioned to the lawyer uncle to follow suit.
With a face full of doubts, he followed the instructions.
I saw him putting his hand under his nose and snorting, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.
He repeated the same action five or six times. With a look of horror on his face, he felt his pulse again, as if he finally realized his situation.
Seeing his arrogant expression before and now his unbelievable stupidity, I stabbed him again.
"Sure enough, you can't feel the temperature of your breath, and even your pulse is so weak. People can clearly feel their own heartbeat under the stimulation of fear and tension, but if you carefully feel it, is it really your own heart beating? ? Now you should believe that we are all dead. The reason why we can still feel our breathing, heartbeat and pulse is because the soul has just left the body and still retains the characteristics of life. I believe this feeling will disappear in a short time. "
Others present also fell into panic and hurriedly checked their vital signs.
Although they had long realized that they might die, their strong survival instinct still made them want to grab any straw for survival. But I am like the god of death who harvests life, waving the sickle with the rose of death at them.
The delivery boy was struck by the cruel reality and finally collapsed completely. He was kneeling on the ground with a painful expression. Judging from his movements and expressions, he should be crying, but no tears could be shed from the corners of his eyes.
He wailed in his mouth: "Dead! How can I die! My parents are seventy, my son will go to elementary school next year, and my wife is still pregnant with a second child. The whole family is counting on me to support them. What will they do if I die... "
But the person, who was not sure whether he was a tabloid reporter or an anchor, laughed.
"Are you kidding? The fact that we still have vital signs proves that we are still alive and must be alive! I can make a lot of money from that idol tomorrow. My beautiful life has just begun..."
As he spoke, he started sobbing.
And the tall, gentle man was also constantly cursing: "It's all that woman's fault, if only I had killed her. If I could go back alive, I would make her life worse than death!"
The middle-aged lawyer kept fiddling with his watch, desperately trying to make the time move to prove that he was still alive.
He muttered: "What's wrong with me? I took responsibility for the client after accepting the commission. But I didn't expect that they would retaliate against me!"
Just when everyone was depressed, a strong and dazzling light appeared in the center of the crowd.
The next second, a beautiful woman wearing an animal taming outfit and holding a black whip in her left hand appeared in mid-air.
When I saw a mysterious woman suddenly appear, my intuition told me that there were more victims.
After the woman looked around at everyone, she said in a warm and hearty voice: "Welcome to my divine realm. I am Winnie, the goddess of luck who is both beautiful and kind."
The mastermind who controlled all of this suddenly appeared out of thin air. Everyone was about to ask questions, but Winnie stretched out her right hand and pressed it down gently. Everyone's voices seemed to be stuck in their throats and they could not make any sound. .
Winnie covered her mouth and smiled softly, and then said: "It's too troublesome to explain with words, so I'll make you believe it with actions."
After saying that, the restriction was lifted and everyone returned to normal.
I saw a woman who claimed to be God appeared and controlled everyone in incredible ways. Everyone believed a bit of her words. The rider brother couldn't help but asked: "Are you really a god? Does being able to see you mean that we are all dead? But we clearly still have heartbeat, breathing and pulse. I can't die yet. Please let me go back to where I was before. The world..."
Seeing a glimmer of hope from despair, the other three people immediately followed suit.
But Chen Jingren did not participate, although he was shaken for a moment. But compared to this, the original world was hell.
Winnie interrupted everyone's requests and said in a cunning and pretentious tone: "What you said is correct but not completely correct. To be precise, you are indeed dead, but you are not completely dead yet. What do you want? It is not impossible to realize the wish to return to the original world, but I can satisfy the wishes of up to two people. Therefore, those who want to go back must participate in a game called "Who is Judas". Losing in the game Players who die will die completely in every sense.
"If any of you get tired of being alive, those who don't want to participate can withdraw."
Everyone looked at each other, everyone knew that this was a cruel survival game. The dawn that originally shone through the crack of the door was locked with a lock called elimination.
Everyone has no choice. If you refuse, it means immediate death to participate in the game and the faintest trace of vitality. This is an irresistible fatal temptation and an unbearable price.
But Chen Jingren didn't want to return to his original world, but Winnie's words showed him another possibility.
He quickly asked: "As long as I become the final winner of the game, can any wish come true? What will happen if I don't participate in this game?"
Winnie looked at him as if she were observing an interesting pet.
"You are really interesting. Isn't your wish to return to the original world? If you can survive to the end, I can realize any wish you have within the scope of my authority. If you don't participate in the game, of course, no matter which world you are in Your existence will completely disappear in the true sense."
After receiving this affirmative answer, he had no choice in this situation. But if she is really the goddess of fate, as long as she wins this game, she will definitely realize her wish. After hearing the guarantee, Chen Jingren was determined to participate in this survival game with them.
For a moment, Chen Jingren noticed the strange looks from others.
This strange sense of disobedience came from their deep hostility. He didn't understand why he suddenly became the target of public criticism for just raising a normal question.
He desperately thought about what went wrong with his behavior, and recalled Winnie's reply. I slapped my forehead and suddenly discovered the problem. I felt regretful and wanted to slap myself in the mouth.
"Oops, oops. Am I crazy? Why are you asking this stupid question? Isn't this the same as writing suspicious on your face!"
