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Chapter 2 Lie
The woman's screaming stopped, and everyone's thoughts stopped abruptly.
The few men who were shouting and cursing just now also fell silent at the moment.
Now it is no longer a question of "breaking the law". The weirdo in front of him can really kill people.
After a full minute of silence, the goat's head nodded slightly: "Very good, nine, it seems that you have all calmed down."
Everyone's face changed, but no one dared to speak. As he said, there are really "nine people" now.
Qi Xia stretched out a trembling hand, and took a piece of pink-yellow thing off her face.
The shattered brain was still beating slightly with body temperature, but after a few seconds, it lost its vitality like a deflated ball.
"Now, please allow me to introduce myself..." Goat Head stretched out his bloody finger, pointed to his mask, and said, "I am the "human sheep", and you are the "participants". "
Everyone was startled when they heard this, and then they were puzzled, "human sheep", "participants"?
"Bringing you together today is to participate in a game and ultimately create a "god". "The goat's head said flatly.
These two consecutive sentences made everyone frown.
After these few minutes of getting along, everyone already understood that the man in front of them was a lunatic, but this lunatic said that he wanted to create a "god"?
"Creation... what god?" The muscular young man asked nervously.
"The same god as "Nuwa"! "The goat head danced and said, he exuded a fishy smell, and his voice was hideous, "How wonderful!You will witness the history with us, the Nuwa once created human beings, but turned into a rainbow when mending the sky... We cannot lose Nuwa, so we must create a Nuwa!There is a great task waiting for "God" to do it! "
His voice gradually became higher, and his whole body seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.
"Nuwa..." The muscular young man frowned, feeling that this matter was too difficult to accept, he paused, and asked, "Are you of some kind of religion?"
"Religion?" The goat's head was slightly startled, turned to the young man, and said, "We are much bigger than "religion", we have a "world"! "
After hearing this sentence, everyone became silent again.
The strong man's question is very specific. What this sheep-headed man does is no different from a cult, but most cults tend to make up a new god instead of using a heroic figure like Nuwa.
"In that case..." the muscular man continued to ask, "What do you want us to "participate" here? "
"As I said, it's just a game." The goat head replied without thinking, "If you win, one of you will become a "god". "
"The shovel..." The flower-armed man seemed to have calmed down, and he said cursingly, ""Fengshen Bang", right?What if we can't win? "
"I can't win..." Goat Head looked at the blood on his hands, and said with some disappointment, "It would be a pity if we couldn't win..."
Although he didn't say it directly, everyone understood what he meant.
If you can't win, you die.
Among the options he gave, there was no way to "get out alive".
Either become his so-called "god", or die here like that young man with a blooming head.
"If everyone understands... then this "game" will officially begin, this time the game is called "Liar". "Goat's head slowly took out a stack of papers from his arms, then casually walked over to each person, and put down a sheet.
Then he took out a few more pens and distributed them to everyone.
There was a lot of blood on the table, and everyone's white paper was stained with red when it fell on the table. Turning over the paper and wiping it with your hand, the blood red spread like paint, making the white paper redder.
"Next, I want each of you to tell a story that happened at the end before coming here." The goat head continued, "But be careful, among all the storytellers, one person told a lie. When nine After everyone has finished telling the story, you will start voting. If all nine people choose the "liar", the liar will be out, and the rest will survive.If one of them chooses wrong, the liar survives, and the rest are all out. "
"liar……?"
Everyone was a little puzzled, would anyone really lie at this critical moment of life and death?
"Wait, can we discuss 'tactics'? "The muscular man asked suddenly.
"Anything you want." The goat head nodded, "Before the game starts, you have 1 minute to discuss tactics among yourself, may I ask you to use it now... or later?"
"I'm going to use it now." The muscular man said without thinking.
"Please."
Goat's Head took a step back, away from the table.
The muscular man pursed his lips, then looked around the crowd, avoiding the headless corpse lying on the table as much as possible, and said, "I don't know if any of you are going to lie later, But this "rule" sounds too arbitrary, as long as one person casts the wrong vote, we will all die.And even if we choose the right one, that liar will also die, so it seems that there will be dead no matter what, now I think of a way that everyone can survive..."
When everyone heard this sentence, they all looked at the strong man.
Is it possible to keep everyone alive?
"That is, all of us don't lie." The strong man announced the answer without waiting for everyone to understand, "All nine of us tell the truth, and finally write "No one lies" on this piece of paper. We can survive without breaking the rules. "
The white coat lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and after a while he said: "Your plan is very good, but there is a premise, that is, "You are not a liar", but how can we trust you?If you are a liar in the first place, then we all write "No Liar", and only you will survive in the end. "
"What's your name?" The muscular man's face was a little angry, "If I were a liar, how could I make such a suggestion? I just need to keep myself safe."
The goat's head waved his hand slightly and said, "One minute is up, please stop communicating."
The two men snorted coldly and stopped talking.
"Next, please draw cards." The goat's head pulled out another small stack of cards from the pocket of his trousers. The cards looked about the size of playing cards, and the words "Nuwa Game" were written on the back.
The strong man froze for a moment and asked, "What is this?"
"This is an 'identity card'. "The goat head laughed and said, "If you draw a "liar", you must lie. "
The muscular man gritted his teeth fiercely: "Are you kidding us?! Why didn't you tell us in advance that there are such rules?!"
"This is to teach you a lesson." The goat head said with a sneer. "You asked me if I could discuss tactics before I finished talking about the rules. It's because you wasted a precious minute, not because I didn't say it in advance."
The muscular man's complexion was a bit ugly, but he swallowed his anger when he thought of the goat's head's method of killing people.
Within a minute, all nine people drew a card from Goat's Head, but none of them dared to open it and take a look.
If the card says "Liar", it becomes a question of whether you live or someone else lives.
The hands of the four girls were trembling slightly, and the faces of the men were not good-looking.
This draw is not about "identity", but "life and death".
Qi Xia took a deep breath, clasped his card with his hands casually, and then moved it to his eyes.
Take a look lightly.
The words "liar" were written on it impressively.
The few men who were shouting and cursing just now also fell silent at the moment.
Now it is no longer a question of "breaking the law". The weirdo in front of him can really kill people.
After a full minute of silence, the goat's head nodded slightly: "Very good, nine, it seems that you have all calmed down."
Everyone's face changed, but no one dared to speak. As he said, there are really "nine people" now.
Qi Xia stretched out a trembling hand, and took a piece of pink-yellow thing off her face.
The shattered brain was still beating slightly with body temperature, but after a few seconds, it lost its vitality like a deflated ball.
"Now, please allow me to introduce myself..." Goat Head stretched out his bloody finger, pointed to his mask, and said, "I am the "human sheep", and you are the "participants". "
Everyone was startled when they heard this, and then they were puzzled, "human sheep", "participants"?
"Bringing you together today is to participate in a game and ultimately create a "god". "The goat's head said flatly.
These two consecutive sentences made everyone frown.
After these few minutes of getting along, everyone already understood that the man in front of them was a lunatic, but this lunatic said that he wanted to create a "god"?
"Creation... what god?" The muscular young man asked nervously.
"The same god as "Nuwa"! "The goat head danced and said, he exuded a fishy smell, and his voice was hideous, "How wonderful!You will witness the history with us, the Nuwa once created human beings, but turned into a rainbow when mending the sky... We cannot lose Nuwa, so we must create a Nuwa!There is a great task waiting for "God" to do it! "
His voice gradually became higher, and his whole body seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.
"Nuwa..." The muscular young man frowned, feeling that this matter was too difficult to accept, he paused, and asked, "Are you of some kind of religion?"
"Religion?" The goat's head was slightly startled, turned to the young man, and said, "We are much bigger than "religion", we have a "world"! "
After hearing this sentence, everyone became silent again.
The strong man's question is very specific. What this sheep-headed man does is no different from a cult, but most cults tend to make up a new god instead of using a heroic figure like Nuwa.
"In that case..." the muscular man continued to ask, "What do you want us to "participate" here? "
"As I said, it's just a game." The goat head replied without thinking, "If you win, one of you will become a "god". "
"The shovel..." The flower-armed man seemed to have calmed down, and he said cursingly, ""Fengshen Bang", right?What if we can't win? "
"I can't win..." Goat Head looked at the blood on his hands, and said with some disappointment, "It would be a pity if we couldn't win..."
Although he didn't say it directly, everyone understood what he meant.
If you can't win, you die.
Among the options he gave, there was no way to "get out alive".
Either become his so-called "god", or die here like that young man with a blooming head.
"If everyone understands... then this "game" will officially begin, this time the game is called "Liar". "Goat's head slowly took out a stack of papers from his arms, then casually walked over to each person, and put down a sheet.
Then he took out a few more pens and distributed them to everyone.
There was a lot of blood on the table, and everyone's white paper was stained with red when it fell on the table. Turning over the paper and wiping it with your hand, the blood red spread like paint, making the white paper redder.
"Next, I want each of you to tell a story that happened at the end before coming here." The goat head continued, "But be careful, among all the storytellers, one person told a lie. When nine After everyone has finished telling the story, you will start voting. If all nine people choose the "liar", the liar will be out, and the rest will survive.If one of them chooses wrong, the liar survives, and the rest are all out. "
"liar……?"
Everyone was a little puzzled, would anyone really lie at this critical moment of life and death?
"Wait, can we discuss 'tactics'? "The muscular man asked suddenly.
"Anything you want." The goat head nodded, "Before the game starts, you have 1 minute to discuss tactics among yourself, may I ask you to use it now... or later?"
"I'm going to use it now." The muscular man said without thinking.
"Please."
Goat's Head took a step back, away from the table.
The muscular man pursed his lips, then looked around the crowd, avoiding the headless corpse lying on the table as much as possible, and said, "I don't know if any of you are going to lie later, But this "rule" sounds too arbitrary, as long as one person casts the wrong vote, we will all die.And even if we choose the right one, that liar will also die, so it seems that there will be dead no matter what, now I think of a way that everyone can survive..."
When everyone heard this sentence, they all looked at the strong man.
Is it possible to keep everyone alive?
"That is, all of us don't lie." The strong man announced the answer without waiting for everyone to understand, "All nine of us tell the truth, and finally write "No one lies" on this piece of paper. We can survive without breaking the rules. "
The white coat lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and after a while he said: "Your plan is very good, but there is a premise, that is, "You are not a liar", but how can we trust you?If you are a liar in the first place, then we all write "No Liar", and only you will survive in the end. "
"What's your name?" The muscular man's face was a little angry, "If I were a liar, how could I make such a suggestion? I just need to keep myself safe."
The goat's head waved his hand slightly and said, "One minute is up, please stop communicating."
The two men snorted coldly and stopped talking.
"Next, please draw cards." The goat's head pulled out another small stack of cards from the pocket of his trousers. The cards looked about the size of playing cards, and the words "Nuwa Game" were written on the back.
The strong man froze for a moment and asked, "What is this?"
"This is an 'identity card'. "The goat head laughed and said, "If you draw a "liar", you must lie. "
The muscular man gritted his teeth fiercely: "Are you kidding us?! Why didn't you tell us in advance that there are such rules?!"
"This is to teach you a lesson." The goat head said with a sneer. "You asked me if I could discuss tactics before I finished talking about the rules. It's because you wasted a precious minute, not because I didn't say it in advance."
The muscular man's complexion was a bit ugly, but he swallowed his anger when he thought of the goat's head's method of killing people.
Within a minute, all nine people drew a card from Goat's Head, but none of them dared to open it and take a look.
If the card says "Liar", it becomes a question of whether you live or someone else lives.
The hands of the four girls were trembling slightly, and the faces of the men were not good-looking.
This draw is not about "identity", but "life and death".
Qi Xia took a deep breath, clasped his card with his hands casually, and then moved it to his eyes.
Take a look lightly.
The words "liar" were written on it impressively.
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