Every time he posted the main text, he would forget the title. It was obvious that the title would be blank in the future. "This chapter is going to take a long time. It's so painful. Let's not wait any longer."
The warm orange light shone on the white tablecloth, and the silver utensils and plates reflected a gentle light. At this moment, there were four lifeless humans and a rabbit sitting at the clean and elegant dining table.
Since they were in Hyperthermal Hell, they didn't have to worry about their dinner getting cold. However, for some unknown reason, the four people who were on the brink of death stared at the steaming food in front of them. None of them moved.
"No, I can't take it anymore!" After a while, the bad-tempered B.Rabbit couldn't take it anymore. He jumped onto the table and yelled, "Who cares! Let me die with a full stomach!"
As it spoke, it quickly waved its claws, cutting open the thin film on the yellow paper, and threw it aside. Before the other three could do anything to stop it, the rabbit had already plunged its head into the soup bowl, and then there was a burst of strange sounds like "Ahwooh, Gulu".
Lin Sanjiu was famished, but she quickly grabbed one of B.Rabbit's hind legs and said, "Calm down. Don't eat it. Spit it out!"
As she said that, she tried to avoid looking at the food, as if she didn't dare to look at the steaming food in front of her.
Hai Tianqing and Hu Changzai hurriedly pulled the rabbit out of the bowl of soup, but it was too late. In less than five seconds, the bowl of golden red soup had already been licked clean by the brown rabbit.
There was half a carrot hanging on its face. Even though B.Rabbit's limbs were held down by the three people, it still tried its best to shake the carrot into its mouth. As it chewed, it mumbled, "Ah, ah … I can finally eat again … Phew …"
Even though half of B.Rabbit's hair was wet and stuck to his face, Lin Sanjiu didn't know what to say. After some time, she slammed a piece of paper on the table and scolded weakly, "You have read the letter. How dare you still do it?! You have read the letter, so why are you so bold?! You better hope that your food is fine! "
The white and thick piece of paper swayed on the table, and the words seemed to be clearer under the dazzling light.
Dear contestants,
Hello, I'm Mr. Dot, the host of the Red and White Competition. I'm very pleased to be able to sit at this dinner table with everyone in the fourth round of the game.
I'm sure everyone was surprised when they saw the notification, right? Actually, there was no need to be surprised, because there were very few things that I couldn't do in the competition. Among the four of you here, one of them has been impersonated by me since the first round of the game. But don't worry, this person's life isn't in danger. He's probably sleeping right now.
Perhaps you will wonder why I chose to mingle with you; it is because I have long since discovered that you are companions.
How should this round of the game be played? Please pay close attention to what I am about to say.
There is a ballot paper under each person's plate, and in the cutlery basket you will find four pens. Write the name of the person you think is Mr. Dot on the ballot paper, then place the ballot paper backside up in the center of the table. After all four people had voted, if I was chosen, then I would stand up and admit my identity. You only have one chance to vote, you can't vote twice.
It is important to note that only the person with two votes will be considered as a valid "Mr. Dot" suspect.
What does that mean? Let me make an analogy.
Contestant Hai and Contestant Hu from the White Team thought that Contestant Lin from the Red Team was Mr. Dot, so they wrote Contestant Lin's name. Contestant Lin got two votes, so she was a valid suspect. If she was really Mr. Dot, then the White Team would naturally win.
However, if they voted for different people, Contestant Lin and Contestant Rabbit would get one vote each, then they would not be valid suspects. Under such circumstances, even if Contestant Lin was really Mr. Dot, the White Team would not win.
At this point, you might ask: What if my teammate is Mr. Dot?
If you think that your teammate is Mr. Dot, you can express your opinion and persuade the other team to vote for your teammate. If you vote correctly, you and the other team will be treated as the winner; if you vote incorrectly, then there will be no winner in this game, and the competition will add a fifth round.
In addition, if there is no suspect who is Mr. Dot after the voting, the competition will add a fifth round.
Alright, there are only so many rules. Since the time effect of "every minute that passes means a day of hunger" still exists in the third round of the game, please enjoy your food and discuss to your heart's content!
Sincerely, Mr. Dot
PS: One of the four portions of food is mixed with the Special Item [Versu Poison]. I am the only one who knows which is the Special Item. Perhaps you guys would prefer to find out who Mr. Dot is before eating?
"This is such an important matter, yet you guys want to pass it off in PS …" Lin Sanjiu cursed in a low voice. The nausea in her stomach made her want to bite the table off.
The only thing that was safe was the water in the flask in the center of the table. Therefore, other than B.Rabbit, the rest of them had to keep drinking water in an attempt to sate their hunger.
B.Rabbit lay on his back next to his plate, holding a piece of lettuce in his mouth, "No, it's okay! I have thought it through. It's just a 25% chance. I am willing to take this risk! Besides, if I don't die later, each of you can eat some of my food. That way, we won't starve to death … "
Even though B.Rabbit's words were righteous, from the speed at which he chewed, it didn't seem like he was going to leave anything behind.
Hu Changzai was so hungry that his face turned green. He slumped against the back of his chair. His glasses were crooked, but he didn't have the strength to fix them. Hai Tianqing gulped down two mouthfuls of water. Then, as if he had used all his willpower, he covered the remaining three plates with a cover.
When the aroma dissipated, Lin Sanjiu heaved a sigh of relief. She lay on the table. As for B.Rabbit, whose stomach was gradually becoming round, it was too late. He could only hope that B.Rabbit didn't step on the 25% chance.
Unexpectedly, even after they found the cubicle, the fear of starving to death did not disappear. Instead, it became even heavier in their hearts. They really didn't know where to start. All of them were comrades who had fought side by side with each other. Who should they suspect?
The atmosphere was stagnant, and no one spoke for a long time.
Amidst the dead silence, a sudden "Ugh!" sound startled everyone and they looked up. They saw the brown-furred rabbit open its big black eyes and burp again. It rubbed its belly and said, "... Well, I'm really full. I don't think there's any poison in my plate. Why don't you all have some? "
On its plate, there was still a large piece of buttered fish steak left.
"That's right, rabbits don't eat fish!" The remaining people's hearts had just been half relieved, but their eyes immediately shone with surprise. No one dared to say anything more, and they quickly divided the fish steaks.
As Lin Sanjiu chewed on the fish, she subconsciously glanced at the other people around her.
"Is Mr. Dot really among us? He's pretending to be as hungry as everyone else and eating like his life depended on it? "
Even though there wasn't much left after the three of them divided the fish steak, Lin Sanjiu felt as if she had come back to life when she ate a few mouthfuls of the steaming, tender, and juicy fish. Her stomach, which had been empty for too long, was suddenly filled with meat. It didn't take long for her to feel a little pain.
"Hey, who is Mr. Dot?" Lin Sanjiu pushed the plate away, feeling a little annoyed. As expected, there was a red ballot paper underneath. It was probably prepared for the members of the Red Team. She picked up the paper and asked, "How are we going to find him?"
Hu Changzai, who had recovered a little, pushed up his spectacles and scrutinized everyone. He shook his head, "No, everyone looks the same as before. I can't see any difference … I can see if you are lying, but I can't prove that I'm not Mr. Dot. After all, Mr. Dot said that there's nothing he can't do here."
"Damn it." B.Rabbit, who had eaten and drunk his fill, collapsed on the dining table and panted, "No matter what, I don't want to enter the fifth round. I must find Mr. Dot!"
"Why don't each of us say something that can prove our identity?" Hai Tianqing, who had been silent for a long time, suggested. "Mr. Dot doesn't know our memories before we came here, right?"
"That makes sense … I'll go first," Hu Changzai was the first to respond. He thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Jiu saved my life once."
Lin Sanjiu nodded and continued, "I was the one who came up with the idea of bathing."
"Her Advanced Ability is the most useless ability I have ever seen," B.Rabbit pointed at Lin Sanjiu with his paw. Lin Sanjiu rolled her eyes at him.
Hai Tianqing lowered his head and said softly, "I once had a wife and a pair of daughters."
After that, the four of them looked at each other and realized that none of them had any loopholes. This time, Mr. Dot didn't give himself away.
Hu Changzai smiled bitterly, "I think everyone is telling the truth."
Everyone sighed. "What should we do now? Could it be that Mr. Dot knew about Hu Changzai's past when he was pretending to be a person? "
They were a little dumbfounded.
After a while, Lin Sanjiu swept her gaze across the crowd. For some reason, none of them raised their heads and avoided eye contact. Lin Sanjiu paused for a moment and finally said the words that had been lingering in her mind for a long time, "If that's the case, why don't we talk about the suspect?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the relaxed atmosphere immediately changed.
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