I play games in the wasteland world

On the third day after entering the dungeon, at seven o'clock, in the living room on the first floor.

Wen Ruo and Xu Qi had already packed up and sat down at the dining table. After looking around the dining table, Wen Ruo whispered to Xu Qi

"There are only 16 servings for breakfast today."

Xu Qi counted, and sure enough, there were 16 copies. Looking at the number of players again, there were only twelve including himself and Wen Ruo, and Zheng Ming and others hadn't come yet.

"I didn't seem to hear anything this morning."

A woman sitting next to Xu Qi answered:

"That's not necessarily true!" She looked even thinner than Wen Ruo, with white eyes. When introduced, her name was Ming Yeqing.

Ming Yeqing glanced around and saw that everyone's attention was attracted, so she continued.

"I'm in Room 5. This morning, there was no movement in the room next to me, which is Room 4. I paid special attention and no one came out!" Ming Yeqing paused and said uncertainly.

"I just don't know, did they oversleep?"

Ming Yeqing's words aroused everyone's discussion. If the two people in Room 4 are really dead, and the number of people left is small, who will be judged by the judge tonight?

The fear of death made everyone eager to confirm whether something had really happened to the person in Room 4.

It happened that Zheng Ming also came to the living room. There were only three people behind him, his teammate Tian Rongjun, and a young man who was allied with Zheng Ming and his teammates.

After hearing everyone's discussion, Zheng Ming made a fist with one hand and hammered his palm.

"I was wondering that I didn't see them two this morning. I thought they went downstairs first. Let's go to Room 4 to have a look!"

Everyone reached an agreement and headed to Room 4 together.

Zheng Ming knocks on the door

"Fang Cheng, are you in the room?"

There was no response, and the door to the room was locked from the inside. Zheng Ming turned his head and said something to the people around him.

"Back off!"

Then he kicked the door violently.

"Click"

The door opened.

At the door, you can clearly see two people lying on their own beds, sideways, facing each other, with peaceful expressions, as if they were chatting normally just a second ago.

Zheng Ming took the lead and walked to the bedside, his fingers touching their noses.

"Not breathing, already dead!" Zheng Ming looked sad, his shoulders slumped, as if he had suddenly fallen into overwhelming sadness because of the death of his ally.

Everyone suppressed their inner fear and gathered around the bed. The two people were indeed dead. There were no wounds on their bodies, and they were not like the two people who died yesterday.

"How did they die?"

"Unlike the two people yesterday, could it be said that there is a reason for death every day?"

"I don't know. Is it because their companion died yesterday that they died today?"

After saying that, the remaining people glanced at their companions and looked at each other.

"Everyone, four people have died, but we don't have a clue about the judge yet." Zheng Ming brought up this heavy topic.

"However," the twist that followed

"Please don't be nervous!"

Zheng Ming showed a comforting smile.

"I have a tool that can help us find the judge."

Hearing this, everyone's breath tightened.

"However, the conditions for its use are a bit harsh. I can't disclose the details, but you have to believe me and I will definitely lead you through the dungeon."

Next, Zheng Ming said that he would study the use of props in the room today on the grounds that it takes time to use the props, and strive to find the judge as soon as possible.

Wen Ruo and Xu Qi looked at each other and left Room 4 with a tacit understanding. Wen Ruo walked in front, and when they reached Room 5, they did not turn to the stairs and go downstairs, but continued along the corridor to Room 10.

"Aren't we going out to look for clues today?" Xu Qi closed the door and asked.

"I calculated with my fingers that it is not appropriate to go out today." Wen Ruo made several gestures with his fingers like a magic stick.

"No, Zheng Ming won't go out today, and you said you can't go out. Do you mean that people who go out today will die?" Xu Qi frowned.

"How did you know? There must be something I overlooked!" Xu Qi walked around the room.

Walking near the stove, Xu Qi's eyes were attracted by the frame. The parchment in the frame was slightly yellowed, and the nursery rhyme on it appeared so clearly in front of Xu Qi:

Ten little soldiers went out to beat their teeth to offer sacrifices; unfortunately, they choked, and only nine out of ten were left.

Nine little soldiers held candles until midnight; when they were called early in the morning, they did not answer, so only eight of the nine were left.

"It's this nursery rhyme!"

Xu Qi became excited.

"The two people who died this morning were the ones who refused to answer calls early in the morning. You kept reminding me to go to bed early last night, so they died because they were still awake in the middle of the night."

"The two people who died yesterday died of suffocation. They do meet the criteria of 'unfortunately choking on their throats'. What does it mean to go out for a dental festival? Our daily food is automatically distributed by the system." Xu Qi looked at Wen Ruo, his eyes revealed.

Puzzled.

"They choked on the first day they ate because they ate too fast."

Wen Ruo's bet that night was correct. The two people who died on the first night were the two who choked after eating too fast. She could understand that a smart judge would see this nursery rhyme and the name of the copy.

It fits, "no one survives", who can resist not learning from it?

"Ever choked? It turns out that this is the cause of their death, and it is also what you said, death is regular." Xu Qi clapped his hands and at the same time admired Wen Ruo's ability to observe the environment.

"Should we tell anyone else about this discovery?"

Wen Ruo stood in front of the window, holding his left hand horizontally, resting his right elbow on his left arm, rubbing his chin, and looking out the window. The black water splashed on the rocks on the shore, and the sparkling water splashed back into the sea.

"When they calm down and think about it, as long as they are smart, they can relate to the nursery rhyme. However, if you want to tell them, you can spread it quietly without exposing yourself. By the way, tell them to be careful of your teammates."

Wen Ruo's eyes darkened, "In this case, the judge will also take action."

If everyone knows the conditions for death and does not trigger the conditions, then judge, will you still stick to your death rules? Or give up the rules in order to pass the level. Tell me, what is your choice?

While Wen Ruo was speculating about the judge's behavior, Wei Yang frowned, thinking of something he didn't understand.

"No, Wen Ruo, look, the judge kills two people on time every night. After ten nights, he will definitely be able to complete the task. He doesn't have to worry, he just needs to hide and hide himself."

Hearing this, Wen Ruo smiled, seeming to lament that Xu Qi was too naive.

"Then do you think everyone will give the judge this chance? As long as you kill your teammates silently at night, you can have Christmas Eve, and you may even kill the judge~" Wen Ruo used a naughty ending,

Hearing this, Xu Qi's ears aroused a feeling of goosebumps.

"Further, what do you think is the way to find out the conditions for passing the customs and the identity of the judge? You just point at a person and say he is a judge, and then try them one by one until you find the right one?"

Xu Qi slapped his head, "It seems that no one has mentioned this question. What is the trial table mentioned in the rules? What are the conditions for opening it?"

After saying that, he looked at Wen Ruo eagerly, obviously taking Wen Ruo as a know-it-all.

"Do you think it's a bit strange to have such a big dining table in the middle of the living room on the first floor? Who would put a dining table in the middle of the living room?"

"Does it look like a trial table, where a group of people sit in a circle and discuss who might be the judge?" Wen Ruo gestured to the judge holding a hammer and making a final decision to declare who was guilty.

"Hey, it sounds like it, so what are the opening conditions?" Xu Qi imagined that he was sitting on a serious trial table, then picked up a bowl of rice and started eating. This contrast made Xu Qi

Qi didn't hold back and smiled.

"There should be more than one condition. One of them may be the number of people. If the number of survivors drops to a certain value, in order to balance the game, the trial table will definitely be opened."

Wen Ruo tilted his head and thought of something interesting, "As you said, the current situation seems too easy for the judge. Two people can be killed every night, and the dungeon will force players to sleep."

He has already explained all the inferences to Xu Qi. Wen Ruo is not going to answer other questions. Everyone cannot just rely on others and needs to have his own thinking. Thinking like this, Wen Ruo walked to the window and looked out of the room.

The windows can see some scenes outside.

"It seems that someone should have thought of it by now. You can get Christmas Eve by killing your teammates." Wen Ruo curled his lips slightly and looked at the two nervous people passing by outside the window.

Xu Qi finished digesting Wen Ruo's analysis, sat on the edge of the bed, and said without hearing what Wen Ruo just said.

"If someone kills one person every night to pass Christmas Eve, then on the last day, there will be eight people left. At this time, either the judge will be found, or everyone will kill each other. The only person who survives will be

It will definitely pass the customs. This is not cost-effective for the judge and it will be difficult to pass the customs."

Seeing that Xu Qi had his own thoughts, Wen Ruo nodded and affirmed his words, "Of course, this is a hypothetical situation. The reality is more complex and changeable. For example, as we mentioned before, more than two people died that day, and the judge fell into

A state of madness, or the judge finds a better way to escape, and the snipe and the clam can compete with each other, and the fisherman will benefit, these are all possibilities."

"All I can say is that the situation is starting to get interesting."

Wen Ruo didn't expect that she would be looking forward to what might happen next. Before she traveled through time, she was clearly a qualified young person of the new era, abiding by the law, respecting the elderly and loving the young. Thinking of these words used to describe herself, Wen Ruo couldn't help but

The corner of his mouth curled up.

"What you mean is that the truly cruel side of the copy has just begun, right?" Xu Qi asked uncertainly. Although he felt that what Wen Ruo said was very reasonable, he couldn't help but hope that it was false.

"Of course, since it is a game, of course it needs a novice protection period."

Xu Qi hesitated for a moment and expressed his feelings, "This dungeon feels like a play to me, a play that shows someone the rules of survival in this world."