Fucheng, north of the city, an abandoned script killing shop.

Ma Junzhe, Xu Tingfang, and Du Bi'an are already in despair.

No, you can't even vote for yourself to form a draw, so what's the problem?

The game has been played three rounds so far.

After a tie in the third round, an Astral player was obliterated.

This further shows that spirit players can never be ghosts, and their existence is to give real players a tolerance rate, otherwise this game is almost incomprehensible!

Now, there are only two spirit players left, and even if they vote for a tie again, it will only be a matter of delay.

It's up to find the real ghost in the last two rounds and throw it to put an end to this terrifying game!

Round 4...... Here we go.

The three of them didn't think of a way, what other way to vote than to vote for themselves, for the spirit player, and for other players?

No...... Not at all.

In desperation, the trio chose to draw again in the fourth round, they need time to calm down, and they need time to think.

Playing games at the same table with ghosts and watching fewer and fewer people around you is more mentally torture than fear.

Dubian sat motionless in his chair, and he felt his body stiffen.

Judging from the ticket type just now, everyone did vote for themselves, which seems to prove that the players who are still alive at the moment are real living people, not ghosts.

But here's the problem, Xu Qianqian, who said that he wasn't a ghost, was judged to have violated the rules, and his head exploded on the spot, and he died so inexplicably?!

Although this made everyone shudder and frightened, it also gave an extremely crucial message.

They are indeed living people, but they are not necessarily ghosts!

Could it be ...... Du Bi'an's gaze swept to the other two players except himself, Ma Junzhe, and ...... Xu Tingfang.

Could it be that one of these two people is a real ghost, but he doesn't even know it at the moment?

No...... Wrong.

If that's the case, what does it have to do with Xu Qianqian?

Unless...... Every one of us is a ghost, but we don't realize it?!

Du Bi'an was taken aback by his speculation, but soon, he felt that the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

In addition to him, Ma Junzhe was also on the way to the fourth round, desperately trying to survive.

The moment everyone voted for himself just now and was still judged to continue the game, he almost suffocated.

This is not even the way to live, where is the way to live?

Aside from voting for yourself and other players, only voting for an astral player has not been tried.

Could it be ...... Really an astral player?

Wait a minute...... Ma Junzhe suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Astral Player...... Why is it a blurry figure, and why don't you let us see what it looks like?

Is it a coincidence or is it deliberate?

Ma Junzhe's mouth was a little dry, and he felt that he was about to touch the truth.

Is there a possibility......

What are the spirit players...... In fact, it is our own ghost body......

Otherwise, why are there exactly five spirit players?

Why did Xu Qianqian say that he was not a ghost but was judged to have violated the rules and died?

Could it be ...... After entering this game table, everyone and the spirit players around them are bound one by one......

So for every living player who dies, an Astral player disappears!

It's not a fault tolerance for everyone, it's ...... The human body and the ghost body die out at the same time! It's the real rule!

However, if all five spirit players were ghosts, wouldn't that be too easy?

No...... It's not simple.

Ma Junzhe has completely figured it out!

Because it is a one-to-one binding relationship, if you want to vote successfully, you should need to vote the player himself and the player's spirit at the same time to be considered successful!

Five people, five votes, so that two people vote for the same spirit player, and two people vote for the spirit player's body.

Also, it is a big problem to distinguish the nature of the spirit player, because the spirit player is between the two people, and it is impossible to determine whether it belongs to the person on the left or the person on the right.

Ma Junzhe was dizzy with thoughts.

Under the extreme pressure of life and death, his brain has also turned to the extreme.

How do you determine who is who's spirit......

How......

Order!

Ma Junzhe's eyes lit up suddenly!

Yes, there is an order in which the speeches are spoken!

The spirit player should be the one in the order of speaking, right...... That's right, it must be so! Moreover, whether it was lemonade and ice or Xu Qianqian, after they died, the spirit player next to them died with them.

It was ...... who died in the third round of draws Dubien's spirit player.

The fourth round of this round of draws died was ...... Xu Tingfang's spirit player.

Wait, in this situation, isn't that ...... Easy?!

Only the last spirit player remains, and that spirit player is the last ghost, and its corresponding player is ...... Myself?!

Ma Junzhe chuckled in his heart, both surprised and delighted.

He felt that maybe he was right, but he also felt that there was something else he hadn't thought of.

But...... He can't afford to think about it now.

How do you make sure you vote for yourself and your spirit players in this round?

No...... Can't do it!

Ma Junzhe woke up suddenly, and now there is no way to achieve a situation where the two vote are tied at the same time.

Don't...... Am I thinking wrong?

Or is it ...... Now cast it out and the game is over? For it is indeed not a living man......

[The fifth round, the description begins.] 】

The light once again shone on Ma Junzhe's head.

He couldn't wait any longer, he took a deep breath and said, "This round, I'll vote for the spirit player." ”

After hearing Ma Junzhe's description, the other two people were shocked in their hearts, did Ma Junzhe find something?

They don't know, but ...... The first speaker is pointing the way, and they can only follow, not disperse.

"I'll vote for the spirit player."

"I'll vote for the spirit player."

The two took turns.

[Please confirm the number of votes.] 】

As promised, the three of them wrote down the seat of the spirit player.

[Ghost confirm, close your eyes.] 】

The sound of terror rang out again.

And at this time, Ma Junzhe's heart trembled suddenly!

Wait a minute...... Ghost confirmed? Close your eyes?

The meaning of this sentence is that we close our eyes and wait for the ghost to confirm the result......

Or is it that because of the vote for the ghost, the person who was voted for is being confirmed to be a ......

Ma Junzhe's mind suddenly recalled the rules of the voice description before the first round of the game began.

[Seats are from 1 to 10. 】

[Among the ten people present, there is an evil ghost, and each player takes turns to speak in each round, telling a piece of information about himself, and he must not lie. 】

[From the speeches of ten people, judge who is the ghost, and each choose one person to vote.] 】

[After voting, enter the closed eyes session.] 】

[The person with the most votes is elected as a ghost.] 】

[Ghost verification, if you vote correctly, the game is over and the player wins.] 】

[If you vote incorrectly, the one with the most votes will die, and one more person will be executed by the ghost.] 】

I understand!

As soon as Ma Junzhe had this thought, he suddenly ...... He saw a familiar headless corpse, sitting in a chair.

Blood gushed out from his neck, huh...... Is that......

His consciousness vanished, his eyes wide open, and there was no sign of life.

[Verification ended, voting failed.] 】

[Game, continue.] 】