Chapter Seventy-Three: Minorities and Majorities
After hearing Li Mu's words, the inmates quieted down. Of course, the three corpses lying on the ground and his lightning-fast skills also played a big role.
But the prisoner's face was full of disapproval, and it was not that no one was trying to establish order in the dungeon. However, the sheriff threw in food every day not enough for everyone to distribute, and the intention was to provoke infighting among the prisoners.
"Can you conjure up food?"
One of the prisoners asked.
"If we can't conjure up food, can you still take us out of prison?"
Hearing his words, everyone burst into laughter. Everyone knows that it is impossible for anyone to escape from Prison No. 1, especially those who are kept in the dungeons.
In the face of the mocking laughter, Li Mu's face did not change, as if he had not heard it.
"Don't you notice that the sheriff doesn't come down to check the number of prisoners who are alive? As long as we reduce the number of prisoners and hide from the sheriffs, they will still throw down the same amount of food as before. All the rest are fed and can live with more dignity. ”
His words were like dropping a huge bomb in the dungeon, leaving everyone speechless. They never thought about it, or they didn't dare to say it.
Li Mu's words tore off the only remaining mask in the prisoner's world, and everyone looked at each other vigilantly, for fear that others would kill them.
"Your argument is not workable, the corpses will rot, and the plague will kill everyone."
It was still the prisoner, he looked directly at Li Mu, and was not frightened by Li Mu's might to kill three people in a row.
His words relieved all the prisoners, and the atmosphere that had been somewhat tense was eased again.
"What's your name?"
Li Mu looked at him with interest.
"Gu Yang, my name is Gu Yang."
"Gu Yang, you are very smart." A smile appeared on Li Mu's face: "But I have a way to keep the corpse from decomposing." ”
"No way, you're lying, there's nothing in the dungeon, you can't do it!"
Gu Yang became a little excited. He was not very strong among the prisoners, and if there was chaos and fighting in the dungeon, he would be the first to die.
"Of course I can do it, but I won't say it right now." Li Mu squinted: "In this way, I who have mastered this key technology is absolutely safe." ”
"Nope! He just wants us to kill each other, he has no way to dispose of the corpses, and when we are both defeated, he can just let the sheriff drag the corpses away, and he can make a profit and rule the entire dungeon alone. ”
There was a sense of despair in Gu Yang's words, and in his eyes, Li Mu's smile was as terrifying as a demon. At this time, he even hated that he hadn't come up with this method earlier.
"What motive do I have for you to kill each other, and as the strongest of you, I have plenty of food. Why do you want to do so much? Li Mu said, glaring at Gu Yang: "But since that's the case, then we can play a game of big fish eating small fish." ”
"What is the game of big fish eating small fish?"
This time it was not Gu Yang who spoke, but a short and thin man with a ruthless face.
"Quite simply, the sheriff only has enough food to feed thirty-six people at a time, and we have fifty-two people here." Li Mu scooped up a spoonful of paste with a spoon and poured it back: "Then it is enough for us to kill sixteen people." ”
As he spoke, he glanced around the prisoners. When he saw everyone watching him with full attention, he knew that the minds of all the prisoners in the dungeon had been controlled by him.
"And how do you pick those damn sixteen?"
The other prisoner, feeling a dry throat, asked as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Hearing his words, Li Mu smiled and knocked the wall of the bucket with a spoon, making a thumping sound.
"Since this is Prison No. 1, of course, it depends on the crimes you commit. Everyone reports the case they have committed, and picks out the sixteen people who committed the least crime from all of them and kills them, so there should be no objection to everyone, right? ”
Li Mu said this, looking at everyone's reaction with a calm face.
Some people suddenly had ecstatic smiles on their faces, while others were mournful. With a single sentence, Li Mu split all the prisoners into two factions. Moreover, the profit faction has an overwhelming advantage in strength, and will definitely stand up to support itself.
Sure enough, as soon as Li Mu's words fell, someone stood up to support him
"That's a good idea, I agree!"
The short, thin man looked around and said triumphantly, confident that even in the First Prison, he was full of evil.
"In that case, I'll start with the case I committed. Lao Tzu once led a group of people to wash seven or eight villages, and the men were killed, and the women were sold to Larkin Bayde. If it weren't for the damn knight security contractor, I'd still be eating and drinking spicy food in the wilderness. ”
"Good!"
Li Mu applauded him.
"This brother is definitely entitled to live, come, stand by my hand."
The short and thin man had a gloomy smile on his face, reported a punch, and stood beside Li Mu.
After he made a start, the rest of the people rushed to tell their crimes. In order to survive, some people even spoke out about the crimes that the sheriff did not torture.
"Don't do anything to falsely report crimes, everyone is a habitual offender, whether it's true or not, you can tell at a glance."
Li Mu saw that the more people said it, the more exaggerated it became, so he said coldly, and the seven prisoners standing beside him nodded with their arms folded, if someone blew the cowhide through the sky, where would they be placed.
Listening to the prisoners tell the cases they had committed, Li Mu's face did not change, but his heart was already burning with anger. Most of the people in this dungeon deserve it. Some people do outrageous things. It can be said that dying a hundred times is not enough to compensate for the crimes they have committed.
He thought so in his heart, but his face remained silent.
"I didn't commit a crime."
At this moment, an old man with a long beard suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked at him in shock, as if they were looking at a madman.
"In that case, old waste, I'll kill you now!"
The short, thin man had a sinister smile on his face, and was about to walk up and pinch him to death. Li Mu silently stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Don't rush this time, let's screen out all the people who are going to die first."
As he spoke, ignoring the short, thin man's look of smuggling, he said to the old man.
"Since you think you're innocent, get out of the corner and squat."
The old man glanced at Li Mu with a look full of meaning, and squatted obediently in the corner of the dungeon.
The number of people became smaller and smaller, and in the end, only Gu Yang was left. He looked at everyone with a pale face, trembling all over, even his teeth gurgling.
He glanced at the old man and finally made up his mind.
"I didn't commit a crime, I was framed by someone else."
"Well, you can wait until you die."
Li Mu waved his hand at him and asked him to squat with the old man. Then he turned to the prisoner standing beside him.
"These ten brothers are the most vicious of them all, so let's choose which twelve deserve to die."
ps: Huh, it's too brain-burning to conceive this kind of plot, I don't know if book friends like it or not, if you don't like it, you won't write this kind of plot later, it's too difficult to write.
Thanks to the book friend for the reward of the flower cake, Shangguan Qiuwei, and the inorganic salt 995772423.