Ten Days End

The woman's scream stopped, and everyone's thoughts also stopped.

The men who were shouting and cursing just now also fell silent.

Now it's not a matter of "breaking the law". The weirdo in front of them really kills people.

After more than a minute of silence, Goat Head nodded slightly: "Very good, nine people, it seems that you are all quiet."

Everyone's face changed, but no one dared to speak. As he said, it was really "nine people" now.

Qi Xia stretched out his trembling hand and took a piece of pink and yellow from his 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 at his mask, and said, "I am a "human sheep", and you are "participants". "

Everyone was stunned after hearing this, and then a little puzzled, "human sheep", "participants"?

"We gather you together now to participate in a game and eventually create a "god." "The goat-headed man said in a calm tone.

These two consecutive sentences made everyone frown.

After a few minutes of getting along, everyone has roughly understood that the man in front of them is a madman, but this madman said that he wants to create a "god"?

"Create... what god?" The sturdy young man asked nervously.

"The same god as "Nuwa"!" The goat-headed man danced and said, he exuded a fishy smell, and his voice was ferocious, "How wonderful! You will witness history with us. The former Nuwa created humans, but turned into a rainbow when repairing the sky... We can't lose Nuwa, so we have to create a Nuwa! There is a great task waiting for the "god" to do! "

His voice gradually became higher, and the whole person seemed to be injected with chicken blood.

"Nu Wa..." The muscular young man frowned, always feeling that this matter was too difficult to accept. He paused and asked, "Are you some kind of religion?"

"Religion?" The goat-headed man was slightly startled, turned to the young man, and said, "We are much more magnificent than "religion", we have a "world"! "

After hearing this, everyone fell silent again.

The muscular man's question was very targeted. What this goat-headed man did was no different from a cult, but most cults tend to invent a new god instead of using a heroic figure like Nu Wa.

"In that case..." The muscular man continued to ask, "What do you want us to "participate" here? "

"I said, it's just a game." The goat-headed man answered without hesitation, "If you win, one of you will become a "god." "

"Fang Jia Chan..." The flower-armed man seemed to calm down. He cursed and said, ""Investiture of the Gods" right? What if we can't win? "

"Can't win..." Goat Head looked at the blood on his hands and said with some disappointment, "It's a pity if we can't win..."

Although he didn't say it directly, everyone understood what he meant.

If you can't win, you will die.

There is no way to "get out alive" in the options he gave.

Either become what he called "God", or die here like the young man with a bloomed head.

"If everyone understands... then this "game" officially begins, and this game is called "Liar". "Goat Head slowly took out a stack of paper from his arms, then walked casually to each person and put down a piece.

Then he took out a few pens and distributed them to everyone.

There were a lot of bloodstains on the table. When everyone's white paper fell on the table, it was stained with red. 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 before you came here. "The goat head continued, "But please note that among all the storytellers, one person told a lie. When all nine have finished telling their stories, you will start voting. If all eight people choose the "liar", the liar is out and the rest will survive. If one of them chooses the wrong one, the liar survives and the rest will be 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 suddenly asked.

"Whatever." The goat head nodded, "Before the game starts, you have one minute to discuss tactics. Do you want to use it now... or later?"

"I want to use it now." The muscular man said without hesitation.

"Please."

The goat head took a step back,Away from the table.

The muscular man pursed his lips, then looked around at everyone, avoiding the headless body lying on the table as much as possible, and said: "I don't know who among you will lie later, but this "rule" sounds too arbitrary. As long as one person votes wrong, we will all die. And even if we choose correctly, the liar will die. It seems that there will be deaths anyway. Now I have thought of a way for everyone to survive..."

Everyone looked at the muscular man after hearing this.

Is it possible to let everyone survive?

"That is, none of us lie." The muscular man announced the answer without waiting for everyone to figure it out, "All nine of us tell the truth, and finally write "No one lies" on this piece of paper. In this way, it does not violate the rules and we can survive smoothly. "

The white coat tapped the table with his fingers, and after a moment, he said: "Your plan is very good, but there is a premise, that is, "you are not a liar yourself", but how can we believe you? If you are a liar, then we all write "No one lies", and you will be the only one who survives. "

"What are you talking about?" The muscular man looked a little angry, "If I were a liar, how could I make such a suggestion? I just need to protect myself."

The goat 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 a card." The goat head pulled out a small stack of cards from his trouser pocket. The card looked the size of a playing card, and the words "Nuwa Game" were written on the back.

The muscular man was stunned 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 me in advance if there is such a rule? !"

"This is to teach you a lesson. "The goat head sneered and said, "I haven't finished talking about the rules yet, and you asked me if we could discuss tactics. You wasted a precious minute, not because I didn't tell you in advance."

The muscular man looked a little ugly, but he swallowed his anger when he thought of the goat head's killing method.

In one minute, nine people drew a card from the goat head, but no one dared to turn it over.

If the card said "liar", it would become a question of whether you live or others live.

The hands of the four girls were shaking slightly, and the men's faces were not good either.

This was not "identity" but "life and death".

Qi Xia took a deep breath, casually held his card with his hand, and then moved it in front of his eyes.

Gently turned it over.

The three words "liar" were written on it.