Cameras in every room are faithfully recording everything.

Fluorescent glows, shining on Hades' helmet, which is smooth and stiff, reflecting a shallow white light.

He stared silently at the giant screen in front of him, which had been cut into countless small pieces, where humanity and beast were fighting.

Fighting had already begun in some of the rooms, and Hades sighed silently, silently labeling these rooms as "tentatively not passing".

He did not inform these people about the duration of the second round of screening.

Also, there is no time keeping time in the room, which is completely isolated from the outside world.

In addition, the food in each room was accurately calculated to allow everyone to survive the screening to a minimum standard.

Is there anyone who can hold on in the face of death, which is slowly but surely approaching?

Hades watched it all.

Antai stood behind Io, several knives in his hands.

Blood oozed from his arm, but it was clear that he had won.

He and Io each carried a knife, and Antai even carried a lot of food.

On the opposite side of the two, the remaining children huddled in different corners with more or less food.

"Guys, I have an idea."

Io said, and Antey noticed that his voice trembled a little.

"I might have guessed the purpose of this screening."

There was a little commotion from the crowd opposite, and they looked at them with distrust, questioning eyes.

Io exhales,

"I don't think they're going to set up two screens to screen for the same quality."

"If they're screening people who are tough and have good physique, then the first trial has done that."

"So, this trial is not for tenacity and physique."

Io paused, then continued to speak,

"The difference between this one and the previous one was that we were deliberately divided into small groups and locked up in a closed area."

"So I wondered if this was going to be a requirement for us to fight each other and come out for a winner."

"And,"

Io raised the knife in his hand,

"These knives further confirmed my suspicions."

"But—"

Io let go, and with a clang, the knife fell to the ground crisply,

"I don't think so."

"The knife is nothing more than a trick, and that's misleading."

Antai blinked his eyes obscurely, and he seemed to realize what Io was going to say next,

"According to the tip of the person in charge, he didn't mention any words related to fighting and competition."

"On the contrary, his first hint was human."

"And in the second sentence, there is a word of common combat."

"Yes, if we will be comrades in the future, then they will not let us fight each other now."

"So I guess that the purpose of this level is to screen out subjects who can spontaneously choose to cooperate and unite in difficult situations."

Across from them, the crowd began to talk, and some of them apparently began to think.

"And you're still grabbing knives?"

A child's shrill voice came, and Antey realized that the person who had just grabbed the knife with him at that time,

After failing to compete for Antai, the child gave up decisively and began to fight for food.

Io was about to retort, but Antey grabbed his shoulder from behind him, and Antey stepped forward, he knew what he had to say,

"I can give you back the knife."

"Or we put the knives in a common area."

"But I think I'm right."

"If you want us to fight, the person in charge doesn't need to give a hint at all."

Antey paused, but he quickly crouched down and put the knife in his hand back on the ground, one by one.

He also put the dry food in his hand on the ground by the way.

Antey knew that his brain was not very bright, but he felt that what Io said was right.

The words of the person in charge were a clue to them.

But if it wasn't, but if they really had to fight each other, but what if there was only enough food for a few people?

But Aetna decided to trust her own judgment.

"We should redistribute food."

He said

"Let's put the food back in, I'll come first."

But after Antey, still no one stepped forward,

"That man is still holding a knife, you want to swallow the food alone, right?"

Io was stunned for a moment, he didn't want Antai to do this, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he also put a few other knives under his hand on the ground.

Antey blinked, he tried to make himself smooth, reliable,

"Let's put the food back in."

"I'm the one who climbed to the top of the mountain, and I want people to believe me once."

When he said that, Antai's face was hot, he was not used to saying his own things in front of everyone, it felt like a show off, he always felt that it was weird.

At first, no one moved, but after a while, a man walked out, put back the grain, and turned to leave.

So some of them started moving.

But there are still some who hold on to their own food and refuse to give in to a single bit.

"Hey, friends!"

"Are you thirsty?"

Lena's big words came from around the corner.

At this time, the children, who had been paying attention to the grain pile in the center of the room, realized that something was wrong.

The water source they had been ignoring before had long been taken up!

"Go and put the food."

Lena pointed to the pile of grain in front of Io and Antey.

"Otherwise, no one will want to drink water."

Lena smiled and stared straight at the men who were still holding the food.

But there were those who did not choose to put the grain, and they stepped forward, as if trying to compete for the positions of Lena and Pasteur.

"Don't come."

Pasteur stepped forward, his head bowed and a gladiatorial gesture, but stared at the boy who stepped forward.

"Me too. I also climbed to the top of the mountain. ”

Fortunately, most people are still afraid of people like "summit climbers", who can survive and reach the top in a thick poisonous gas. They may not be a match for such people.

So the rest of the people, although they were not reconciled, also put the grain back.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Io and Antey redistributed the grain equally.

"Thank you for believing in us."

Antai said,

"I'm willing to make sacrifices first, and be the last to drink water, and the water can be given to those who matter first."

Whispers spread, but this time, the tension seemed to ease slightly.

While everyone was discussing, Io put the knife on the side of the door.

With the same amount of food, the children began to communicate and discuss with each other, but the most discussed was how to get through this level.

"This group is good."

Motarian's voice came from behind him, and they were now watching the children together.

"Indeed."

To Hades' surprise, although many of the rooms immediately started fighting, some of them grabbed food and dispersed.

But there is also a significant proportion of children who choose to be redistributed.

Some people occupy water sources that are ignored by most people in advance, and then use the water sources to coerce everyone to redistribute food.

Someone grabbed the knife in advance, and then relied on the threat of force to force people to redistribute.

Of course, more people use water and knives to coerce others to give them food.

Only those who may have understood Hades' prompt will choose to reallocate resources to the crowd.

The setting of water sources and knives is essentially set up for the few who can seize the right to speak.

First the kids had to be smart enough to understand Hades' prompts, and then they had to be strong enough to grab at least one resource in their favor.

In contrast, while also crucial, the importance of food is completely subordinated to water and knives.

But. There are also some exceptions, in one room, where a child directly knocks everyone unconscious, and then re-sets them with the same amount of food.

In another room, a kid didn't take anything, he gave a speech, and then he just let the crowd spontaneously start reassigning.

In short, there are all kinds of methods used, but it is true that many of the chosen ones have stood up and called on people not to fight.

And the group that Motarian mentioned just now.

Hades glanced at it, formed a team in advance at the beginning, and then occupied two key resources separately, and then managed it with his own identity.

It's good, it's really good, it's the best solution.

Hades mentally jotted down the names and information of the four children.

"However, the key is still to come."

Hades spoke,

The performance in the early stage is because the resources are still abundant, and the desire to survive has not been stimulated.

But if you enter the late stage, Hades stares at the rooms that have been reassigned,

Can you still hold on to yourself?

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