With the death of the uncle, there are only twelve people left.

Voting continues.

This time, Wei Liang's method didn't seem to work.

Older people die first?

There are twelve people in existence, some of them are teenagers, and some of them are in their twenties, basically five or five, and if you kill people in their twenties first, you will touch the interests of half of them, which is absolutely impossible.

Everyone turned their eyes to Wei Liang, hoping that he could give an answer.

Wei Liang's goal was clear from the beginning, to always speak for the majority. So, the previous method was naturally invalidated, but it didn't matter, he still had a new idea.

Being stared at by so many people, you must be very nervous if you are an ordinary person, after all, everyone understands the truth of shooting the first bird. But Wei Liang was not nervous, but very relieved.

This means that he has the right to create public opinion.

Yes, Tong Guò just now seems to be right, seems to be thinking about everyone, he has become a central figure in this circle, although some people want to see him laugh, but at least on the surface, he is the focus.

That's enough.

How powerful is the power of public opinion?

It is no exaggeration to say that most of our behavior in life is influenced by public opinion. Even the president of the country has to compromise in the face of public opinion.

Human beings are social animals, and their biggest characteristic is blind obedience. A lot of things, not that he wants to do it, but that others do it, and he has to do it.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, this is just asking for Wei Liang's opinion; But in Wei Liang's eyes, he has already mastered the power of life and death.

Whoever he wants to die, it's simple, just isolate that person, and the vampires will attack him.

Before you know it, these people have stepped into the trap he has carefully set.

Wei Liang already had a goal.

As a cunning fox, of course, he would not expose it directly, but smiled and said, "Everyone is young, and my previous method naturally didn't work." Everyone's life is precious, and I am not God and have no right to decide who deserves to die and who does not. ”

Everyone sneered secretly, it turned out that he was also poor in donkey skills.

Wei Liang said: "It's better to tell our own experience, make a short self-introduction, and have an understanding of each other, so that it will be easier to vote." ”

Of course, this is useless, everyone will try to beautify themselves as much as possible, but for Wei Liang, it is just a process.

Anyway, everyone has half an hour, and three people died one after another, which is still a little stressful, so let's tell the story, and the right to relax.

No one objected.

A young man said, "Since you proposed this proposal, let's start with you." ”

"Okay." Wei Liang introduced himself: "My name is Wei Liang, a northerner, because I am close to the capital, I went to Beijing to work after graduating from high school......

He talked nonsense, portraying himself as an ordinary worker, no skills, no brains, no dreams, similar to the kind of people who eat and wait for death, and also made a brief introduction in terms of personality, and his evaluation of himself is gentle and honest.

The story is very prosaic, and one listens to it a little drowsy. Wei Liang seemed to be self-aware, and quickly stopped, looked at the girl next to him, and smiled: "Friend, it's your turn." ”

His target this time is exactly this girl. I just said so much, just to let her down her guard.

The girl was in her early twenties, and her hair was dyed like a parrot.

She is also like Wei Liang, making a lengthy self-introduction, telling her name, family, work, personality, etc., the stories she tells are more interesting, and people are interested in listening.

Just when the girl was rising, Wei Liang asked very casually: "Sister, why is there a scar on the wrist?" ”

The girl didn't have any precautions, and said casually: "Hey, don't mention it, I met a scumbag who deceived me about my feelings, and I almost committed suicide for this." Later, I also saw that this kind of thing can't be more serious. ”

Wei Liang smiled: "It's not right to do this, you should cherish your life." ”

After saying this seemingly kind word, he never spoke again. Many things are not good if they are broken, and the effect will be better if those people think for themselves and taste themselves.

At the first vote, he noticed the scar on the girl's wrist and knew that it was a mark left after committing suicide by cutting his wrists.

His seemingly insignificant words were a psychological hint.

People should value their lives - implying that girls do not value life.

If you treat your life as child's play, how can anyone care?

At the same time, the girl continued to talk, not noticing that all eyes were already on her right wrist, where there was a hideous scar that resembled a centipede.

Next, almost everyone made a short introduction, and soon, the voting time came, and if they didn't vote again, everyone would be wiped out.

The result did not surprise Wei Liang, and the girl won the top spot by seven votes.

The moment she sank, her expression was still dazed, and she didn't understand why she died.

Everyone didn't realize that this was the result of Wei Liang's deliberate manipulation, and they all thought it was their choice.

Of course, this trick was also learned by Wei Liang from those Gao Mingzheng families, and those people used guò constant hints and media opinion to achieve the effect they wanted to see, but the people still thought it was their own wishes.

There are only eleven people left.

The fifth round of voting begins.

Wei Liang smiled: "This time, why don't we talk about the reasons why we have to live, whose reasons are more impressive, who can survive." ”

There was no objection from everyone, this was a game without order, and it was up to luck to survive or not, but after Wei Liang presided over it, it became interesting.

The crowd was able to accept his method and felt that it was very reasonable and fair. Of course, this is just their wishful thinking, and those who die will never think it is fair.

But no one cares what the dead think.

This time, Wei Liang still took the lead, and he made a very cliché reason, but at least he couldn't find anything wrong. And he has good acting skills and strong language skills, and he can't see the ingredients of hypocrisy at all.

He finished his reasoning and listened to the others with a smile.

In fact, it sounds like nothing more than a few words, either for relatives, for freedom, for love, or for dreams.

It's all a bit of a vain thing, everyone is very cunning, and no one is willing to tell the truth.

But Wei Liang didn't care, although it was a fake show, he could really do it, he only needed to find a flaw to pronounce a person's death sentence.

At this time, a hypocritical and unspeakable person stood up for a very absurd reason: "The reason why I live is to keep getting stronger until I break the Crimson Tower and rescue the people trapped here!" These people are my compatriots, and out of the righteousness and kindness of my heart, I can't see them die tragically! ”

Only a fool would take these words seriously.

Everyone pursed their lips and deliberately pretended to be strict, just like in a meeting, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

"Well said!" Wei Liang applauded and smiled: "But unfortunately, right now we are in dire straits, and your compatriots are dying one after another. ”

The man was stunned, he was pretending to be a force and packaging himself brightly, but he never expected the damn man to say such a sentence.

He didn't know what to answer.

After Wei Liang's reminder, everyone looked at him with a pair of eyes, and the meaning revealed in it was obvious-you are so selfless, shouldn't you do something?

The man sneered, looked down at the water, and stopped talking.

The results of the vote were in, and the man won the first place by nine votes.

This thing was so sonorous and powerful just now, but now it is crying like a little girl. But the Crimson Tower didn't believe in tears, and he was drowned.

"This brother died a well-deserved death, after all, this is his wish, and in a way, his sacrifice has indeed bought us time to live."

A young man spoke, and after introducing himself just now, Wei Liang knew that his name was Le Zhengzong.

Sometimes, the truth can be heard as a lie; Sometimes, lies can be heard as truth.

Le Zhengzong Yan said: "Although he is dead, he will always live in our hearts." ”

The atmosphere became tragic and sad, and everyone praised this "selfless" person, which from the perspective of an onlooker was like an absurd black humor drama.

Wei Liang also pretended to make a few comments, and he caught a glimpse of Ding Ding, the girl was dumbfounded, obviously not suitable for such a scene.

Wei Liang secretly glanced at himself, Ding Ding was puzzled at first, then he understood, and said a few words with emotion.

A new round of voting begins.

Le Zhengzong then asked: "Are there any people who have voluntarily sacrificed?" ”

No wonder he was pretending just now, it turned out to be a purpose.

Everyone thought he had a bad brain.

Le Zhengzong sighed lightly: "Sometimes, death is also a kind of relief. In the Crimson Tower, we are always scared, even if we survive this game, there will be the next game, there is no end in sight, there is no hope, is this kind of life really what everyone wants? ”

Still no one paid attention to him, although everyone didn't like this kind of life, but they didn't want to die.

There was even a few people who let out a yin and yang weird laugh: "Then why don't you die?" ”

Le Zhengzong's mention yì is not only naïve, but also offensive.

Unexpectedly, there was really a person who stood up and said, "I'm willing to die." ”

Everyone was surprised and looked over, this is a man in his twenties, looking very ordinary, his hair is unkempt, his eyes are dull, and his face is like a wilted yellow flower.

He has been very silent, with his own stealth effect, if it weren't for the words just now, everyone wouldn't have noticed him.

"I know you said that to me." The man smiled bitterly.

Le Zhengzong sighed: "Anyway, it's a sin to live, so it's better to have a good time." ”

The man nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. ”

A teenager couldn't help asking, "You two know each other?" ”

Le Zhengzong said: "I saw him in the last game, he had depression, and he committed suicide several times on earth, but he was unsuccessful. ”

So everyone was at ease, and they all sent their blessings to the melancholy man, wishing him good in heaven, and wishing him a happy person in the next life.

But no one advised him to live bravely, seriously, and strongly.

After casting his vote, the melancholy man slowly sank, his unkempt hair floating on the water, like a clump of aquatic weeds.

The whole thing was peaceful, he didn't struggle, he didn't scream, and there was a hint of relief on his face.