Chapter Seventy-Three: The Ancient Game (2)

The voice on the radio continued.

"Let me start by looking at your resumes...... Hmmm......."

Immediately afterward, there was the sound of paper being turned over the radio.

"Oh, D-334121, D-334122, D-334123, well, judging by the numbers, you should have been recruited at the same time, so I can save myself the annoying numbers, so from now on, I will simply call you [One], "Two", and "Three" according to the number at the end of your number."

Lu Yuan lowered his head and looked at the number printed on the left chest of his uniform, which was D-334123, so he should be [No. 3].

And at this moment, the more sturdy D-class, that is, [No. 1], suddenly spoke.

"Hey, I don't like your simple title, Lao Tzu has a name! My name is ......"

"Oh-oh-oh, of course I know you have a name." The voice on the radio said, "Trust me, though, your name doesn't matter anything to this experiment. โ€

"Cut." The [No. 1] took a sip without slashing.

"By the way, for the sake of communication for a while, you can call me [Dr. Victor], of course, this is not my real name.

Without further ado, please come up to the table in front of you and put on the communicators, one ......for each of you."

After Lu Yuan listened, he glanced at the table, and the [communicator] mentioned on the radio should be the thing that looked like a Bluetooth headset.

At this time....... The tattooed [Two] D-Class interjected again.

"Wait, Dr. Victor." He said cautiously, "Before I bring that communicator, I have to make sure that if we help you complete this experiment, you will wipe out all of our sentences in prison." โ€

"Of course, we don't lie, and you should be able to see that we have this right to 'reduce the criminal law of prisoners', which is written in the contract." Dr. Victor said, "All right, from now on, everyone will obey my orders, bring communicators, and if anyone wastes any more time, then I will regard you as 'disobeying orders' and the consequences will be ...... Just go back to jail and wait to be shot. โ€

At this point, Lu Yuan also probably figured out the role he played in this copy from these few conversations.

Nine times out of ten, he was a death row inmate in a prison, and one day, a mysterious organization suddenly visited and signed a strange contract with him, the content of which should be to say, 'If you can participate in an experiment, then we can exempt you from the death penalty', under this temptation, of course he agreed, and then, there is the current plot.

"Okay, okay." After listening to the doctor's words, the death row prisoner had to helplessly put his shoulders around and take the lead in walking to the table, Lu Yuan heard it, he muttered a few words in his mouth, 'son of a bitch', and then put on the communicator.

And he and the [No. 2] death row prisoner naturally followed.

And just after the three of them had all the communicators on their ears, the door on the other side of the wall ...... It's on.

"Go in......" Dr. Victor's voice rang over the communicator.

"Huh?" Death row inmate No. 1 shouted again: "What? What's inside? โ€

Before he could finish speaking, the man burst out with a sharp and brief scream, and then his whole body straightened, and then he collapsed to the ground.

"?" Seeing this, Lu Yuan was also shocked, because this posture was familiar to him, which was the reaction of the human body after receiving an electric shock.

Immediately after, the doctor's voice was heard.

"The communicator has a standing voltage of 500V, and from now on, anyone who disobeys orders will be electrocuted. Also, please do not attempt to remove the communicator, as any extra contact will trigger an electric shock. โ€

Speaking of which, the number one death row prisoner had also recovered his strength, and he stood up tremblingly. His mouth kept cursing filthy words.

"Alright, now the three of you are invited to go through the open door...... Dr. said.

And at this point, the three of them had no choice but to follow one by one into the door.

Inside the door was a corridor of less than 10 meters, and as the three of them walked forward, they passed through some light scans of unknown representations, and several times of disinfection, until they finally came to the end of the corridor, where there was a small door for one person to pass through, and the door read SCP-5411.

Before Lu Yuan could figure out what this string of code names represented, the door opened.

The three of them glanced at each other, and without saying anything, they walked in. As soon as all three of them entered the room, the door shut.

", what are you doing?" When the No. 2 death row prisoner saw that the door was closed, he subconsciously cursed, and then turned around and tried to push it, but as a result, the door naturally did not move at all.

At this point, the three of them had no way out, so they had to look around.

......

It is a huge room of about 300 square meters, and the floor, walls, and ceiling are covered by a kind of white panels of indiscernible material, which seem to have a glowing effect, illuminating the entire space in a miserable white.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and knocked on the material, and found that it was very hard, according to the urine nature of this tissue, it is estimated that this thing is stronger than he imagined.

And in this whole room, in fact, it can be regarded as basically empty, only in the middle of the position, there is a small, half-human height small platform, there seems to be something on it, but now the distance is a little far, so I can't see clearly.

At this time, Dr. Victor's voice came again.

"Ask the three of you to go to the middle of the room."

Death row inmate No. 1 obviously had a bad temper, and he scolded again: "What the hell does this bastard want us to do?" โ€

"The devil knows." Death row inmate No. 2 also muttered: "To be honest, I regret it a little now, I don't like this place......."

Lu Yuan listened to the two of them complaining and shrugged his shoulders: "But now we can only do it, right." โ€

So saying, he staggered towards the small table in the middle of the room.

The remaining two were also helpless and had to keep up.

Soon, the three of them came to the small platform.

The platform was a protruding square pillar with a cross-sectional area of less than half a square meter and a height of only Lu Yuan's waist, and the material was the same as that of the room.

And in that cross-section, there is a ...... Forehead...... Small wooden box.

The wooden box looks very old, and the wood on it shows signs of severe decay, and it is conservatively estimated that it had been buried in the mud for more than a century when it was dug up.

But amazingly, on the wooden box, there was a row of text, which was brushed with a red paint, even though the box itself was rotten, but the paint was still clear.

It is written in English.

ใ€Game For Manใ€‘

Translated, that is

ใ€Men's Gameใ€‘