"A game of pure luck?"
At this moment.
Han Dong recalled Young Master's performance in "Stage Play." When they first met, Young Master was chased by an actor and fell into the arms of the head chef from the stairwell.
It looked like a scene of a chase, but if one analyzed it carefully, the actor was obviously confident in his ability to kill Young Master when he revealed his true form. However, Young Master managed to escape and even ran into Han Dong and the others.
Then, it became even more exaggerated.
When the substitute actor's eldest daughter was about to kill Young Master with a dagger, she was too excited and the dagger was stained with blood. Her hand slipped and she made a mistake.
"The clown's choice of actors is definitely not without reason. It looks like the 'luck' that Young Master showed in the stage play wasn't completely brought about by the props, but more of his own luck.
If that's the case, it explains why Young Master was chosen by the clown.
Come on, let's see whose luck is better. "
Han Dong revealed a dark smile. He seemed to have developed a strong interest in Baggins the clown's game. Unlike the other audience members who had survived the disaster, he was completely immersed in the game.
The first game ended. The number of people was halved from 250 to 125.
Many of them had mental problems. If they continued to play this game of pure luck, they wouldn't be able to use their strength at all.
"Congratulations to the lucky survivors. Let's randomly pick someone to spin the roulette."
The heads of the 125 people flashed rapidly on the projection screen. When the clown's cane fell, it was fixed on a female player.
Since she had chosen the black square in the previous round, she was certain that she was dead when she fell. Even though she survived, her face was still pale.
She walked up to the roulette in a daze and pulled the giant roulette that weighed several tons.
"Boom!" The roulette began.
Due to the instant death and pure luck in the first round, most of the audience hoped that they could turn to the black column.
Even if it was a cruel game, it was fine as long as they could use their own strength to fight for survival.
Most people couldn't accept dying for no reason due to luck.
Of course, a small portion of the audience who knew their limits still wanted to continue to the white column, hoping that they could survive to the end through luck.
The roulette stopped, and the needle suddenly stopped at the black column.
"Oh? Black? The stage that I spent so much effort to set up is going to be dyed red so soon? Let me see what kind of game this is. I hope it's not too exciting. "
Game name: [Please Take My Body].
Rules: All members of the audience are invited to draw lots twice. The first time is the "prop lot", and the second time is the "body lot".
When everyone has finished drawing lots, you will receive the items that you have drawn according to the results of the draw.
You need to use the item to remove the body part you've drawn within a set time.
Time Limit: One minute (The time starts when the props are received. Audience members who exceed the time limit and fail to separate their body parts will be executed directly)
At this moment, everyone understood that whether it was white or black, they were all luck games … However, their nature was completely different. The nature of black was much worse.
The clown continued his explanation.
"Although it's cruel, the survival rate of this game isn't fixed from the start.
As long as you can meet the requirements, most of you will be able to survive. It will just be a little painful … Let me give you a little 'spoiler'. This game's Endurance Rating is probably only two stars (out of five stars) among all the black games, which is below average.
Come on, please complete the draw within three minutes ~ Those who fail to draw will also be executed.
There are also those who don't line up according to the rules and cut in line. Our handyman staff will treat you well. It just so happens that the kitchen is a little short of ingredients. "
The clown Baggins held the lottery box in his left and right hands.
As soon as they heard that there was a countdown to the draw, everyone immediately went forward to draw lots.
A very small number of people, including Han Dong and the 'young master', didn't have the intention to deliberately fight for it. Instead, they stayed behind.
Many people had already received the results of the draw.
When they stared at the paper in their hands, everyone's expression was almost different. Some people had even collapsed to the ground, their eyes full of despair.
At this time, the staff waiting in the outfield began to distribute the 'props' that the audience had drawn.
"This … is a little ridiculous!"
Han Dong originally thought that this kind of game that required cutting body parts should be dominated by knives.
There might be some kind of machete, kitchen knife, fruit knife, or the more direct chainsaw.
According to the results of the draw, "knives" were scarce items in this game. Even those who could draw a fruit knife could be said to be the chosen one.
Most people drew: spoons, iron rods, keys, belts, steel wire balls, and other strange props.
However, the "body draw" was the real problem.
The draw corresponded to a part of the body.
It could be a small part, or it could be a large part. The part that was drawn had to be 'separated'.
A small part such as eyeballs, tongue, fingers, feet, or a series of internal organs in the body.
A large part such as arms, calves, more than five kilograms of meat (with handymen weighing on the spot), or even an entire head.
Due to the "truth limit,"
If it was some individuals who didn't have physical characteristics, once the head, heart, or some other important organs were drawn, it was basically a death sentence.
If the two draws were connected, there were many death options that couldn't be achieved in a minute.
(Please tell me how to cut five kilograms of meat with a belt in a minute … If it was a steel wire ball, it's still possible to do it, but the process is too painful.)
At this time, Han Dong also came in front of the clown and prepared to draw lots.
Suddenly, the clown's two faces spoke in completely different voices.
"Good luck, Mr. Han! I hope you can have good luck all the way to the final round. "
"Hurry up and die! I really want to see how you look like when you die. "
Han Dong didn't respond. He just completed his draw according to the rules of the game.
However, when he unfolded the ball of paper in his hand,
Clown Baggins couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Hahaha! You've drawn the best lot … Let me see your wonderful performance, mysterious Mr. Han. "
[Prop]: Kitchen knife
[Body]: Head
Both were relatively extreme draws. One was a very good and rare prop, and the other was a body part that would die once removed.
"I really drew the best draw. I'm really lucky."
Han Dong showed a satisfied smile at the result.
When he left, he deliberately slowed down his pace … A minute of separation was more than enough for him.
He deliberately glanced at the result of [Young Master]'s draw.
When the ball of paper was unfolded, Han Dong also stared slightly. "This guy's" luck "is really good …"
[Prop]: Scalpel
[Body]: Fingernail (whole piece)
It could be said to be the best draw result on the scene.
Screams sounded at the scene.
Someone was cutting meat with a spoon.
Someone was inserting a soft tube into the body, trying to suck out an organ.
Someone was holding a needle and thread to the eyeball, hesitating.
When the one minute was up, those who didn't meet the requirements were shot in the head.
Han Dong was about to reach the time limit. A circus worker was already secretly aiming a gun barrel at his head.
Time was up.
Han Dong's head suddenly turned 180 degrees in a "smooth" manner and looked at the staff member who was trying to snipe him.
Moreover, he reached out and lifted the entire head. There were still squirming blood stains on the neck.
This scene scared the other party so much that he accidentally fired. Or it could be said that because he saw the twisting filaments on the neck, his thinking was affected and he accidentally fired.
As luck would have it, the bullet hit the clown Baggins right in between his eyebrows.
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