Chapter 15 Choice
(It's really not that easy to adjust the biological clock...... Fortunately, I didn't say too much, the four more should still be able to be written, continue to adjust the biological clock at night, and don't look at the phone before going to bed!! )
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"Technology leads the changes of the times, and in this process, although the game industry has always been disfavored by people as electronic heroin, there is no doubt that the changes in the game industry are also a member of the changes in this world......
Words like introductions come out of the mechanical clown's mouth.
In this process, Nanaya seems to have returned to the time of the Dangan Wheel Dance, watching the surrounding crowd with cold eyes, analyzing their respective mentalities.
1、2、3、4…… There are 17 people in total, which is surprisingly a lot, and if you follow the theory in Infinite Terror, this should be a reflection of the extremely difficult task.
The high mortality rate brought about by high difficulty, this is undoubtedly the thing that Seven Nights wants to see the most.
His original intention was to experience the feeling of life and death.
"So, games are a very important thing, you bastards don't understand it!"
The tone suddenly changed, as if he was angry that his hard-working explanation did not get the attention he deserved, and the mechanical clown's face became very hideous and distorted in an instant.
This scene directly frightened several girls among the newcomers.
"You, you...... What the hell are you and what is this place?! ”
A teenager asked in a somewhat trembling voice, his eyes flickering, containing irrepressible fear and panic.
If they could have deceived themselves, then when the terrifying face change of the robot clown appeared, that belief collapsed in an instant.
Sitting in front of the TV and watching the robots in the anime have expressions change, it may not seem strange, but put it in reality...... After all, it's just a bunch of machines, how can a machine have an expression, and it's so terrifying?!
It's like the rag doll in your hand suddenly turning its head and grinning at you. opened his mouth to speak, and he was extremely frightened to think about it.
"My name is Joker, you can call me Joker or Joker." The hideous expression on his face vanished, and the mechanical clown turned his head and smiled kindly at the boy over there.
But this kind smile made the fear in everyone's hearts even stronger.
All sorts of unscientific things. It seems to prove that common sense is moving away from them......
"So let's make a decision now, starting with the original game, and experiencing this great history."
"What?"
The clown's words stunned everyone.
What this guy said just now, they didn't hear it clearly at all when they were in various emotional states before.
"Don't you understand? How are you stupider than clowns, the original game. Of course, there are no tools, the most straightforward, and the most brutal game. ”
"Then you-" Speaking of this, the clown's face turned and became extremely bloodthirsty, and his eyes glowed red: "Do you choose to fight to the flesh and make people's blood boil and shout excitement-"
As these words fell, the surrounding scene changed, and everyone found themselves sitting on a stand, surrounded by spectators screaming wildly.
And in front of them. In the middle, two muscular men were fighting together in the gladiatorial arena.
One punch and one kick, punch to the flesh.
The blood-drenched exuberance, the passion of punching and kicking, and slowly beating people to death, directly made the surrounding audience go crazy and roar.
The atmosphere was great.
Compared to them, the reincarnators who sat around the seven nights were pale.
In their eyes, under that grasp, the whole piece of live flesh was torn off, and blood gushed out. It's unacceptable.
The evil side of human nature gives them a deep sense of pleasure when they see this scene, but when they think that under the manipulation of the mechanical clown, they may be the ones who appear on it the next moment. This exhilaration suddenly turned into boundless fear.
"It's still a peek-a-boo when I was a kid and played with the fresh and cute sister next door~"
The fear did not rise for long, and the next moment the clown's tone changed to a smiling and gentle state, and the words he said made the pale people not react at once.
What?
The gap between before and after is too big, right?
More than a dozen reincarnators looked at the scene around them that had become a warm community, and their brains were a little stiff.
"So, the choice begins, and we follow democracy. Abide by the principle of the minority obeying the majority. ”
"From now on, you have ten seconds to choose your answer, and if it's too late, I'll default to you choosing the first one, then, the timer starts - 10, 9, 8, 7, 4, 3, 2......"
Hey, what about the 10 seconds?!
The reincarnation, who was still shocked, immediately had a spirit: "I'll choose two...... Two! I'm going to play peek-a-boo! ”
One shouted loudly, and after him, the others also hurriedly shouted.
At this time, I can't care about the shame of such a big person still playing hide and seek, what is shame compared to fear and life?
"Peek-a-boo?" Qiye frowned slightly.
If he was a reincarnation, then he would definitely not choose this.
Aside from the blood-thirst for killing that made him love the former game, the most obvious trap was ridiculous.
Anyone who is a little smarter will think of this.
Isn't it so terrifying to render the former just to make people choose the latter?
What's the point? What else could it be besides a trap?
Only this group of reincarnators, who were still immersed in all kinds of uneasy emotions for a while, would fail to see through this.
But really speaking, even if someone sees through it, does he really dare to gamble?
Even if you really dare to bet that this is a trap, under the condition that the minority obeys the majority, and only has a few seconds to reflect the situation, how can the person who is not still sober change the mind of the majority?
So, that's a great step.
With a sigh of admiration for the mechanical clown in his heart, Qiye lowered the brim of his hat and hid his face entirely.
The moment he made this move, his surroundings changed
The quiet and peaceful warm neighborhood is gone, replaced by an old building in front of all of them.
The weather is overcast and the sun is about to sink to the edge.
An eerie atmosphere surrounds you.
The old villa in front of me seems to be exuding boundless black gas, which makes people passing by timid.
"So, the first game, haunted house peek-a-boo, starts now - cluck, cluck."
The strange laughter surrounded everyone's ears, making their faces change again and again, extremely ugly. (To be continued.) )