Under the rules of death, if you don't want to kill each other, just passively avoiding fighting will not work at all.
Because there are only ten rounds of challenge opportunities in total. Once there is no winner in the ten debates, the God of Death will designate the winner himself!
This is tantamount to everyone giving up and obediently handing over their fate to the God of Death. I am afraid that this is the ending that the God of Death is most happy to see!
Fortunately, the hourglass does not leak sand very quickly. It seems that it can leak sand for at least a quarter of an hour. Everyone has enough time to think.
"Ahem, let me tell you guys."
In the deathly silence after the God of Death's speech, Li Shibai, who was selected as the challenger, broke the silence first.
"I think you are all smart people. You shouldn't understand the intention of the God of Death?"
His hands were still in his sleeves, and no one could see the movements of his hands. His head was leaning on the back of the chair, and he looked directly at everyone.
"If the God of Death wants to hunt us openly, there is no way he can succeed.
"This is the God of Death using his rules to force us to kill each other, while he takes advantage of us and uses our abilities and bodies to resurrect us!
Most of the people were silent. Only the Mantis King opposite him sneered: "I know, but so what?"
"You mantis people are already eager to dedicate yourselves to the God of Death, right?"
Li Shibai was too lazy to talk nonsense with these foreigners. He spoke to the remaining Qingmang people: Meng Fei, Sun Nuo, and Leng Yue.
"As long as we can unite, even if it's the God of Death, even in this realm where the God of Death makes the rules, we can still get out alive!"
He was a little excited, stretched out his hands, and slapped the table. He tried to stand up, but was restrained by the domain and failed.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid there is no such good thing."
Sun Nuo seemed to be interested, but also doubtful, and asked timidly.
Li Shibai did not answer Sun Nuo, but continued to look at everyone, especially Meng Fei, Xiaoluo and the women at the bottom of the ranking.
"I will challenge you all in turn. If you believe me, we don't have to fight at all. You can just hand me the cards in your hand.
"According to the rules, if you don't have ability cards in your hand, others can no longer challenge you, so you will be able to survive safely until the end of this realm.
"And I, as long as I get ten power cards, I will immediately become the final winner. I will make a wish to the God of Death: Ask him to release us all.
"In this way, each of us can be saved. We won't have to kill each other, nor will we become sacrifices to the God of Death!
"The conspiracy of Death will be crushed by us!"
Meng Fei had to admire that Li Shibai was indeed a man who could ascend to the throne of God, and he did have some ability to inspire people.
The solution he mentioned may indeed be a solution. But the implementation varies from person to person.
If there are nine Xiaoluos and one Hema here, and Hema calls out, all nine Xiaoluos will give him their cards. Not to mention ten, twenty cards can be collected.
But it was Li Shibai, a big politician who would be famous in history, who made the appeal. This was embarrassing.
It is obvious that several mantises here are life and death enemies of him, and may even be colluding with the God of Death. It is absolutely impossible for them to hand over all their cards to him.
When Li Shibai said this, several mantis people had no reaction except sneers. Li Shibai also had no hope of uniting with the Mantis people.
He is interested in the Qingmang people here.
"He Ma, I have read your works. I think you are wise enough to know how to choose in this situation?"
He Ma, Sun Nuo, and Leng Yue are all serious Qingmang people. And Xiaoluo counts as half.
According to the rules of Death, he only needs to get ten power cards to win immediately.
He already has two, and as long as these four others can be persuaded by him, he can succeed.
He Ma is actually not a person. He also brought with him a loyal maid from the witch clan.
If you convince He Ma, it is equivalent to convincing two people at once. With six cards in hand, he will be a big step closer to success.
Even if there are a few people left who don't accept this suit, he has six cards in his hand and will be more confident against others.
On the other hand, if Hema cannot be convinced by him, he is one of his strongest competitors.
He Ma and Xiao Luo are a natural alliance. If these two people transfer the ability cards by deliberately admitting defeat, He Ma will have four abilities, which will obviously be more difficult to deal with!
Meng Fei pretended to be confused and asked: "What choice does Your Majesty think I should make?"
"Does this need to be said?"
Li Shibai pointed at the three mantis men.
"Don't you see?
"Of those three mantis men, one is the left winger of the Mantis King, and the other two are his left and right arms.
"The old-looking man with a gray beard is his brother Zuo Ge. The other young bald man is his loyal lackey Luo An.
"Why did these three people appear at the gambling game together?"
Li Shibai originally thought that with He Ma's intelligence, he would be able to answer this kind of question without even thinking about it, but Meng Fei's eyes were confused and he asked a little stupidly:
"Why?"
His Majesty the Emperor was almost furious. If this man were his servant and he could stand up now, he would smash this guy's head with the scepter in his hand.
"Do you even need to ask? These three guys must have made some kind of shady deal with the God of Death!
"If I guess correctly, the three of them will join forces and try their best to deal with the two weakest among the others. This will add up to ten cards.
"These cards will eventually be sent to the Mantis King. Then the three of them will be absolved through the winner's wish, and the rest of us will become sacrifices to the God of Death.
"If I'm not wrong, this is a trap set up by the mantis men who are the remnants of the God of Death. It's a trap to eat us Qingmang people!"
Meng Fei didn't know how Li Shibai came here. But he felt that this wise and mighty emperor's interpretation at this moment was indeed reasonable to a certain extent.
"So?" Meng Fei continued to pretend to be stupid.
"So we must join forces! We are all Qingmang people, and we must join forces to save ourselves!"
"hehe,"
Meng Fei couldn't help but laugh.
"I think so too. We Qingmang people should unite to save ourselves.
"But I asked Xiaoluo just now, and she didn't want to give you her cards. She was only willing to give them to me.
"So in this case, if Your Majesty gives me two more of your cards, I will have six cards.
“All that’s left is to find two more people to work with and we can win.
"Even if I can't find it, I have six abilities. It's entirely possible to challenge others to get more cards, right?
"If I win, I will definitely rescue His Majesty the Emperor!
"Is this a more realistic plan?"
