Just as the organizer had said before, he didn't say anything about "hypocrisy" or "beating around the bush."
He straightforwardly told the result of the failure of this game to the people below …
"'Losers,' you have two choices …" the organizer continued, "First, after the game is over, my subordinates will send you back to the boarding point, and then you can do whatever you want." He paused, "Second, you can choose to stay on the ship and accept my 'protection' …" At this point, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Whether it is a huge debt or a prison sentence waiting for you outside, you don't have to worry … As long as you stay with me, I can solve all similar problems for you, and I can guarantee that your family and friends will not be burdened in any way."
"But …" At this point, he changed the topic, "From now on, you will lose all rights as a 'human'. The 'second half of your life' will become my 'possession', and I can squander and use it as I wish. "
His words were powerful and resonant, and when his voice fell, the crowd below began to whisper one after another.
Greed, hesitation, impulsiveness, uneasiness, luck, excitement, confidence, hesitation … All kinds of emotions diffused from these "playthings" under the masks, intertwining and rising in the air.
The organizer stood at a high place, silently watching the reactions of these people, enjoying all of this …
As a person who had seen hundreds of such "shows," even through the masks, he could see the emotions of those people through their body language and other details.
And he … liked the feeling of looking down on all living things from a high place.
Just like some people liked to travel, some liked to exercise, and some liked to watch movies … This organizer liked to watch the show in front of him the most.
For him … material, or physical enjoyment, had long been unable to satisfy him.
Delicious food, beautiful women, luxurious houses and famous cars … Most people might not be able to chase after these things in their lifetime, but he had countless of them when he came to this world.
Although he was still young now, he had long been numb to these things.
Food, wine, beautiful women … He didn't hate these things, but … they could no longer make him feel "excited."
He had tried many forms of entertainment, from those of the commoners at the bottom, to those of the middle class, to those of the officials and nobles. In the end, he had also tried things that were not allowed by the law …
For more than a year, the organizer was still keen on "hunting live humans".
The appearance of this interest was also a coincidence …
It was one day when the organizer was 18 years old. He embarked on a "suicide trip" with several online friends who had suicidal intentions and met on the Internet.
At that time, he was on some "suicide websites" out of interest. He pretended to be an ordinary high school student who was bullied at school.
Along with him, there were two people in their thirties, a middle-aged gambler who was separated from his family, and a female university student who was abandoned after being taken care of.
That morning, the organizer drove the car that he claimed to have "stolen from home" and drove the four "companions" to a mountain.
At first, the atmosphere between them was still harmonious.
The organizer was also in a good mood. He was looking forward to seeing the reactions of the suicides before they died.
Just like that, at eleven o 'clock in the morning, they arrived at a secluded place deep in the mountains.
As soon as they got out of the car, the organizer excitedly started to gather everyone to commit suicide.
However, the gambler suggested that … he wanted to be a "full ghost" and eat his fill before he went on his way.
After he said that, the two people quickly agreed, and the female university student didn't have any objections. Helpless, the organizer took out the food in the car and distributed it to everyone.
But as they ate, the gambler started to talk sentimentally again. He said that when he was at his richest, he had everything. Back then, he had eaten lobster for every meal. Now that he was about to die, he could only eat crispy noodle snacks here.
When he said that, the two people said … Come on, at least you had a good time. We were still virgins. Then they started to complain about their parents being useless, about the unfairness of society … They also said that they were born blind, that they deserved to be born into a poor family, that life was hopeless, and so on.
The organizer was disgusted by this kind of low-class argument, and he almost spat out the snacks he had just eaten. But in order to play the role of a "suicidal person," he had to pretend to agree with these guys.
Finally, at one o 'clock in the afternoon, this group of people had eaten their fill.
At this time, the organizer planned to instigate them to go on their way again.
Unexpectedly, one of the two people suddenly said, "I don't want to die a virgin," and then shamelessly asked the female university student to go to the wilderness with him before she died.
Even someone who wanted to commit suicide wouldn't agree to this kind of request. The female university student wasn't someone to be trifled with. She immediately scolded the person with extremely unpleasant words … In short, she scolded him about his appearance, ability, character, financial strength, and so on. It seemed that she wanted to vent her anger on him.
The elder nibbler flew into a rage out of humiliation and lost his rationality. He pounced on the other party on the spot. He cursed and scolded the other party. He even planned to violate the other party in front of everyone.
The other person and the gambler wanted to stop him, but when they saw the young naked body under the torn clothes of the female university student, they stopped.
A kind of primitive instinct quickly suppressed their rationality. The two of them only exchanged a glance, and from watching on the sidelines …. they stepped forward to participate.
As for the organizer, who was standing off to the side and watching this scene … after a brief moment of silence, he smiled.
This was the first time he faced the dirtiest part of human nature at such a close distance. He suddenly realized … this might be what he had been looking for — a toy that he would never get tired of.
…
That day, the female university student didn't die, and she wasn't violated.
When she looked at the three men who pressed her to the ground and cried in despair …
"Bang!" The middle-aged gambler's head was cracked open.
The woman on the ground screamed at the top of her lungs as her brain and blood spurted out. The two elders stopped their rampage and sat down on the ground in fear.
When they came back to their senses, they found the "bullied cowardly student" standing there with a blood-stained shovel in his hand, expressionless.
This was obviously not the first time the organizer killed someone.
For him, it wasn't difficult to experience the feeling of "killing" … so he had already experienced it.
First, he used a gun, then a knife, and finally his bare hands … he tried all kinds of killing experiences one by one according to the psychological burden of killing.
So today, he had cleanly smashed the man's skull as if nothing had happened.
One minute later, the Elder Nibbler who was the first to act violently got up from the ground and staggered into the forest. As for the other Elder Nibbler … when he saw the host approaching, his legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up. He even peed in his pants.
Just like that, the organizer knocked him to death from the front. Then … he turned around and walked over to the female university student.
"Do you want to kill that person just now?"
With a smile on his face, he put on a coat for her and asked her this question.
His smile and words at that time were still stuck in that woman's mind.
After a moment of hesitation, she gave an affirmative answer …
So, that day became the first day of the organizer's "hunting".
At dusk, the two of them finally tracked down the exhausted "prey" and killed him under a tree about ten meters away from the road.
After that day, the female university student went back to her life. She never told anyone about what happened that day …
After that, the organizer started his "hunting activities" that lasted for more than a year.
For this interest, he directly asked his subordinates to run a suicide website at night. They pretended to be suicidal people and kept looking for prey for him.
During that time, he went "hunting" two to three times a week.
What made the organizer feel ironic was that this so-called "suicide trip" was not a "complete success". He did not even see a person who completed suicide.
He also realized that … people who were really going to commit suicide did not need to find a group of people to go with them. They could do it at home. Those who were lured by him and became his prey did not have the courage to face life, nor did they have the courage to end their own lives.
To make a long story short, in the subsequent hunting activities, the organizer directly witnessed the nature of people when they were close to death time and time again. The situation that happened during the first suicide trip also happened later. Of course, there were also many other strange situations that happened.
Every time, the organizer would find a lot of fun. In his own words … "Aside from watching the show, I can also train my body."
About half of the 'prey' he had hunted down had died, while the other half … had survived. Since then, they had never thought of committing suicide again. In fact, many of the survivors had a change in their life after that.
Perhaps this also showed that when a person's attitude toward life changed, life would also change to respond to it.
…
Anyway, after one year and three months, the hunting days came to an end.
Because the organizer … used the "hunting" as an opportunity to come up with a more interesting game.
During the hunting, almost all the people he met were people from the bottom of society. After a long time, the types of prey became monotonous, and it was inevitable that there would be a sense of repetition. Many times, there were a few prey that gave him a sense of déjà vu. Their reactions to various situations were very similar.
The organizer was most annoyed by this lack of novelty. He needed something new.
So, after thinking hard, the organizer came up with a model, which was the prototype of today's "show."
He used money to gather a large group of people who were, or had been, in the middle and upper class of society and let them compete with each other through some kind of "game." The winner would make a comeback, and the loser would be doomed eternally.
Such a design could let him see … see the faces of the so-called "successful people" in some extreme situations.
As a result … the first event was a "great success" (in the organizer's opinion).
Even the organizer himself was surprised by the behavior of these "elites." He unexpectedly found that these people generally had a lower bottom line than the people at the bottom of society, and they had the courage to further cross the line.
At this point, the organizer finally decided that … organizing and watching such a performance belonged to him, the ultimate "entertainment."
Even if he had to pay a high price every time, he thought it was quite worth it.
…
"I think … everyone should be able to understand what I said, right?" Two minutes after the last sentence, the organizer spoke again, "If anyone still doesn't understand, you can ask now."
"Excuse me …"
At this time, someone really raised his hand to ask.
It was a man wearing a golden crying mask. His voice was loud and clear, very ear-piercing. His figure was also tall and muscular … In addition to his height of nearly 1.9 meters, he also had solid muscles that couldn't be hidden by his suit.
"… What do you mean by 'squandering and using'?" The man asked the question that many people wanted to ask, "For example … if you ask me to kill someone, do I have to do it?"
"Yes," the organizer replied without hesitation.
This answer made the crowd clamor again.
"Then …" At this time, another man with a beer belly, wearing a Peking opera mask, and a deep voice raised his head and asked, "After killing someone under your order, will you guarantee the safety of the person who did the killing for you?"
The organizer heard this, smiled, and replied, "Not necessarily."
"What?" The short and fat man questioned, "What do you mean by not necessarily?"
"Do you still need to ask?" The next second, Feng Bujue, who was standing in the corner, interrupted before the organizer could say anything, "After you shoot someone, do you immediately throw the gun away, or do you take the gun away and use it next time?"
His sudden question caught the short and fat man off guard, "This …"
"There's not much to think about. The answer is' depends on the situation. '" Feng Bujue said, "If it's convenient, take it away. If it's not convenient, just throw it away."
"Hahaha …" At this moment, the organizer laughed again. He continued Brother Jue's words and said, "This gentleman is right … A 'person who has become my possession' is no different from an 'item' in my opinion. I won't make any promises to an 'item.'"
"But … at least for us now, you will still keep your promise … right?" The man in the golden mask asked again.
"Haha … of course." At this moment, under the mask of the organizer, there was a cold sneer. "Everyone … is my 'guest'."
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