Deceitful Game

Chapter 5 I Also Have a Sure-Win Method

Remove the "cat" who is already dead, and the "bear" who is the narrator...

The vote of ten people resulted in a seven-to-three score!

Not only did they fail to exile the fox... they didn't even manage a five-on-five draw.

They were voted out by a large number of voters!

For a moment, the dog's mind went blank.

"How is that possible?!"

He couldn't believe it and blurted it out.

Of course the dog knows... a last-minute change of votes is possible.

However, he kept a close watch, and no one openly switched votes, nor were there any channels of communication such as notes or whispers. Even the expressions of others were hidden by these ridiculous animal masks, so there was no way to "read between the lines" or communicate with their eyes.

With no one knowing whether others will change their votes, and no one else stepping forward to submit their votes...

How dare they?!

It must have been cheating! Definitely!

They couldn't possibly do something so illogical... Everyone here has died once, everyone knows the weight of life, how could they possibly do something so absurd?!

"Don't you realize what you did wrong?"

Mingpo said with a smile, "What a pity..."

Upon hearing this, the dog glared fiercely at Mingpo.

But no matter what...

Since the "wolf" is still alive, he must be the instigator!

"You cheated!"

The dog barked loudly, leaping angrily from its chair onto the round table, intending to kick the wolf hard: "This round doesn't count—"

He was extremely unwilling to accept defeat, completely unable to understand why he had failed or what he had done wrong.

As he passed the black cat on the table, he kicked it hard at the "host" as if he were kicking a ball.

He still doesn't know whether the host is the black cat or the mouth, hand, and eye on the black cat's back... But now that things have come to this, there's no need to pretend anymore!

But just then...

Three giant swords simultaneously detached from the ceiling and fell naturally.

Before the sparrows and penguins could react, the falling giant sword instantly engulfed their bodies!

The dog's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just as the greatsword was about to touch him, his muscular body suddenly tensed up—as the muscles clenched, his right leg, which had been preparing to kick out, snapped back instantly, and his body fell backward in an instant!

With almost impossible speed, he rolled backward and tumbled off the round table...

But he actually managed to escape the execution by the giant sword!

The giant stone sword was planted directly in the center of the round table, next to the black cat, blocking the view of everyone looking across.

The dog was panting heavily, and as it looked at the three "crosses," its initially desperate gaze gradually filled with hope.

"Haha! I'm alive!"

The burly man, unable to contain his elation, burst into laughter: "It seems..."

However, before the dog could finish speaking, its body suddenly stopped.

As the dog slowly lowered its head to look...

Suddenly, countless scarlet cracks appeared on his body.

The next moment, his body exploded!

Countless droplets flew up in an instant, and amidst the screams that rang out almost simultaneously, they stained the masks of almost everyone else bright red.

"Unfortunately, the term 'execution' does not refer to being crushed by the sword of Damocles."

The "host's mouth" on the black cat's back slowly said, "A stone sword of this weight cannot completely crush a person. It is merely your 'tombstone'."

That's why the boy "cat" was crushed into a spray of blood.

In fact, he was already dead before it suppressed him.

The punishment for failing in the game... is absolutely inescapable.

As it spoke, its eyeball slowly flew over and looked at Mingpo.

"I roughly know what you're thinking. But aren't you afraid?"

"—You really believe that everyone else is on the same floor as you?"

Based on the host's experience, he certainly knew exactly where the "dog's" so-called "sure-win formula" went wrong.

A dog is someone who is only thinking about himself.

He was too selfish... and from the very beginning, he had already decided that he would be the winner. His decisions were based on "how to make himself win".

Therefore, he naturally did not consider the issue from other people's perspectives.

From the dog's own perspective, the plan he proposed was indeed feasible.

As long as he continues to "encourage the majority to choose the same option," he can guarantee the safety of the majority. Those who will die are either his opponents or the narrator himself.

But the problem is...

"His position is number eleven, it's too safe."

Mingpo said leisurely, "If everyone else acts according to his logic, then everyone will be in danger. First it was the rabbit, then me, then the fox... everyone will be ostracized by him."

"In the end, there will probably only be two or three people left."

"It can only be two people."

"Butterfly" at table number nine spoke calmly, correcting himself: "He won't keep me. As long as he and Raccoon choose the same answer, I will be eliminated when I become the narrator."

"Because if the raccoon hadn't done that, and instead had been merciful and spared me, he could have eliminated the raccoon with me."

The raccoon looked at the butterfly in astonishment, as if it was only now realizing what was happening.

"In other words," Attorney Chen continued, "we had no choice."

The rabbit nodded as well.

If you follow the dog, you'll die sooner or later.

This is a simple truth that any intelligent person can easily understand.

"And for those who are not so smart... or rather, those who cannot see that far into the future."

Mingpa looked at the raccoon and said meaningfully, "They'll worry... that I'll cooperate with dogs."

With no one else vying for a voice, Mingpo and the dog were clearly the two most influential figures.

Whether or not violence can be used remains an open question, even now. Mingpo, on the other hand, is a clever man who commands respect even from dogs, and makes no secret of his actions—testing the rules with human lives…

If Mingper and the dog really do team up, then no one else will have a chance.

All they can do is gamble.

Only by executing both the "wolf" and the "dog" in one fell swoop can they have a chance to survive!

Conversely, if Mingpo were to directly confront the dog, then those who "fear the wolf more" and those who "fear the dog more" might end up fighting. The outcome would then be difficult to control.

Now, with the two of them on one side, there are only two sides: "support the wolf and the dog" and "do not support them." Even if the wolf changes his mind at the last minute, if they all turn against him, they can at least kill the most dangerous dog.

After all, everyone else present was elderly, weak, sick, or disabled.

In this room, where there are absolutely no weapons, all of us combined could not possibly defeat the large and strong dog.

"Of course... not everyone is aware of this."

Mingbo wiped the blood off her mask with her hand, her tone relaxed: "Look—there are still two people who haven't realized what's happening and cast the wrong vote."

Upon hearing this, people whispered among themselves.

Some people were frowning and discussing something, while others were furtive and talking amongst themselves.

"What if," Lin Ya suddenly asked, "what if we were all really idiots?"

"That depends on how you think about it."

Mingpo simply smiled and did not answer her directly.

Instead, she said gently, "Now it's your turn, Miss Rabbit. I hope you survive."

The host, following Mingpo's lead, announced, "Round two, begin."

As the rabbit's turn began, everyone else was silenced. Even if they opened their mouths, they couldn't utter a word, and the room, which had gradually become noisy, suddenly fell silent again.

Seeing this, the fox's heart sank.

He realized that the wolves had taken control of the game.

For some reason... he felt that the host seemed to be very interested in wolves.

...Could it be that my initial thought was right, and he really is an official?

So...

While the fox was deep in thought, the rabbit glanced uneasily around the round table, remaining silent and thinking rapidly. A terrifying silence fell over the round table.

At this moment, apart from myself in the second seat, there are only seven people left at the round table.

The third position "Grey Wolf" is his ally, the rather dangerous "Mr. Ai".

The fourth person, nicknamed "Fox," is a social elite in his thirties who calls himself Lawyer Chen.

The "Fish" in position six is ​​currently the most taciturn person, having not uttered a single word and possessing no information whatsoever.

The man in position seven, nicknamed "Little Panda," only said one sentence. He sounded like a man in his thirties or forties, and spoke with a Sichuan or Chongqing accent.

The woman in position nine, nicknamed "Butterfly," is a very intelligent and proud woman with a distinct Shanghai accent.

The "raccoon" in position 10 should be a female college student from a well-off family. She is not very old, has clear but foolish eyes, and is not very scheming.

Add to that the "bear" in position twelve...

The narrator from the previous round had a profound mind that contrasted with his honest appearance.

These seven people are quite different in age, gender, personality, and background.

If it were simply a matter of asking them a question and having them choose different answers to ensure their survival, that wouldn't be difficult at all. The reason Old Man Xiong was targeted for a moment was because he himself wanted to manually eliminate certain people.

Once such harmful intentions are discovered, a counterattack will naturally ensue.

You only get one chance to be the storyteller.

Is it possible to increase one's chances of survival?

Thinking of this, the rabbit's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Friends, I've had an idea... Yes, I mean..."

The rabbit's eyes hardened: "I also have a sure-fire way to win."