Chapter 133 Ways to Survive

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Ways to Survive"If the pointer doesn’t spin, the life-and-death game will become invalid, right? Based on what you said, can’t we just knock someone out?" the tall and muscular man in camouflage sneered.

"Being unconscious doesn’t mean losing the ability to act; one can still wake up under stimulation. However, whether an unconscious person is included in the game rules is another matter," Xu Huo analyzed calmly. "But can you obtain a chance to survive by passing through the life-and-death game while unconscious?"

"Without a chance to survive, you still can’t escape the game."

"But this might be a method to stay alive, and this prop can’t control the city indefinitely."

"Get two people to test it," Brother Feng contemplated briefly before speaking, and the tall, thin man in camouflage immediately went to fetch someone.

This time, Duck Tongue Cap aggressively intervened, "Since there’s a feasible method, why use others as guinea pigs? I’ll do it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was grabbed by the neck and lifted up by the tall, thin man in camouflage, who spoke with a sinister tone, "Who the fuck wants to stay honestly in the game? We want a chance to survive!"

"If you don’t spin the wheel, there won’t be a chance to survive," Xu Huo interjected.

Brother Feng, however, smiled, "How do you know if you don’t try?"

"Brother..." Wang Chaoqing suddenly came up behind Xu Huo and handed him a phone, "Look at this."

"Look at what!" the tall and muscular man in camouflage snatched the phone away, it displayed a government news story announcing that someone had survived a life-and-death game without spinning the pointer. Consequently, the government was urging the public not to touch the pointer and to stay put in a multi-person life-and-death game, waiting for rescue.

"Brother Feng, it seems that not spinning really doesn’t give any chance of survival," he said, tossing the phone back.

Xu Huo took the phone, minimized the video interface, and read the text in the memo behind it.

"On the eighteenth floor of the Skyscraper, there’s a woman who, despite dressing as a man, I could tell at a glance was female."

"She has a pocket watch that can hypnotize people. I watched her tell those trapped people to jump off the building, and they really lined up and jumped one by one!"

"It’s terrifying. Now, below the Skyscraper, the ground is littered with bodies, and when I left, many players and special forces had gone in."

After quickly scanning these lines, Xu Huo handed the phone back and turned to Brother Feng, "Actually, there’s another possibility."

All three men turned their heads back toward him.

"This prop is named ’Better to Die Seeking Life.’ The old man earlier entered the life-and-death game with the resolution to die but ended up landing on a white space."

"Does it mean that the less afraid of death you are, the higher the probability of landing on a white space?"

While facing the skeptical looks of the three men, Xu Huo explained composedly, "Before, those involved in the life-and-death game, whether they were tied up or forced, ended up spinning the pointer in the end, crazed with the fear of death, not even calm enough to possess the control not to spin the wheel."

"The exact opposite of the old man."

"What this kid says makes sense," the tall, thin man in camouflage, who had released Duck Tongue Cap, commented, "Looking at the name of the prop now, it really seems significant."

Brother Feng pondered for a while before looking at Xu Huo, "You failed in your last game."

"This is just a possibility to increase the chances of success; it doesn’t guarantee a hundred percent success," Xu Huo responded, "I can try again in the next round."

Brother Feng this time did not agree but said, "It’s not your turn this round, someone else."

When he mentioned switching people, everyone in the wheel shrank back.

The other wheels had already lost two or three people; their safety solely depended on having someone in front taking the risk, which led someone to plead, "Young man, you’re so capable, you must be able to find a way for the rest to survive, please help us old folks."

"If you go in, you might come out alive, but we’re sure to die!"

An old lady was tearfully grabbing Xu Huo’s hand, her nose running with snot.

"Ma’am, I could also die if I go in," Xu Huo said.

"But you have talent..." the old lady said, "My son hasn’t married yet, and I don’t want to die here."

"Whether I have talent or not is none of your business, ma’am," Xu Huo pulled away her hand, "Look behind you, so many children. If you go first, they might survive." Sёarᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"They’re not my children!" the old lady said excitedly, "Why should I die for them!"

"Then why should my brother die for you?" Wang Chaoqing spat, "Getting on in years and your skin’s gotten thick too, can’t you learn from the old gentleman in front of you?"

The old lady’s face changed, her lips quivering as if she wanted to say something, but Xu Huo pointed to the ground where they might have to stop and said, "Everyone has only one life, let’s let the game decide, wherever it stops, it stops."

The old lady jumped up as if scorched by fire, nimbly worming her way into the crowd to hide behind others.

Xu Huo’s face showed no trace of anger; he wiped the snot that had stuck to Wang Chaoqing’s back.

Wang Chaoqing glanced sideways at him with a glare.

"You know," Brother Feng started, "There’s a reason why most people are weeded out by evolution."

"I agree with what you’re saying; let’s not waste time anymore," he pointed to Duck Tongue Cap, "You go this time."

Duck Tongue Cap was stunned for a moment and instinctively looked towards Xu Huo.

Xu Huo nodded at him, "You have a chance to survive, and you won’t die, what’s there to fear?"

Reassured, Duck Tongue Cap straightened up proudly and stepped into the circle.

For the first few minutes he was calm, but gradually his expression changed, especially in the last two minutes, his arms and legs in strange positions as if bound, only his feet desperately moving on the ground.

"He’s done for this time," the tall, strong man in camouflage smirked with arms folded, "He was jumping around so vigorously I thought he really wasn’t afraid to die."

A few seconds later, Duck Tongue Cap regained consciousness, and the white stripes on the back of his hand disappeared.

Embarrassed, he hung his head low, silently stood up, and walked to the side, while a female player next to him cast a sympathetic glance at him.

Having lost two chances to survive, Brother Feng stopped using life chances to try and started having others take turns entering the life-and-death game.

As expected, the next seven or eight people all died.

Noticing that the tall, strong man in camouflage was quietly counting the number of dead, Xu Huo stopped a person who was about to volunteer, "Let me go this time."

Brother Feng gestured for him to proceed.

Xu Huo stepped into the circle and quickly entered the pure white space.

There wasn’t much change in the space, but this time the pointer was white again.

With enough people in the mall and someone to lead, others quickly got smart too; some who could remain calm imitated the old gentleman and loudly shared the information they saw, hoping to carve out a lifeline for their families or children.

Among all the information, the space and the spinning wheel were fixed, the only variable being the pointer.

Black and white represented death and life, and both he and the old gentleman had gotten life chances under a white pointer, and he had asked both Duck Tongue Cap and the female player, who confirmed that the pointers they saw were also white.

The same situation appearing repeatedly couldn’t be a coincidence, thus it was highly likely that life-and-death games offering life chances mostly had white pointers.

But he didn’t believe that seeing a white pointer would result in landing on a white square, or even if it did, it wouldn’t necessarily mean survival.

In the multi-player life-and-death game, when no one volunteered to enter the game, it would indiscriminately kill according to its own rules, regardless of black or white.

"Better to Die Seeking Life," the name of the item might suggest some direction, but that didn’t mean that being unafraid of death would guarantee survival. Watching the countdown in front of him, he reached out towards the pointer.