Numbers one through five, assigned!
Seeing the numbers above their heads, Players Four and Five instinctively breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of anything else, according to the rules they had agreed on earlier, at least their lives were safe.
Moreover, their positions were quite comfortable. Based on what had been said before, if more than half the people disagreed, the person who made the proposal would be executed.
So instinctively, the people before them would definitely be more considerate of them during the distribution—perhaps even try to please them.
After all, they were farther back and would not die. Without some particularly enticing benefit, they certainly would not agree.
As for Numbers Two and Three, their expressions were somewhat ugly. Their positions were awkward, and facing the insect pillars before them, those numbers offered them no sense of security.
Especially Two. She was the only woman present, and her face was extremely unpleasant as she silently cursed her terrible luck.
But when she saw that the big shot Lu Ce had the number "1" above his head, her mood immediately improved considerably. She felt much more balanced.
At that moment, the other four all looked toward Lu Ce, their gazes carrying varying degrees of pity... and schadenfreude.
Sure enough, offending the organizers in a game like this was not a good choice.
No matter how strong you were, you were still just a player in the game. They were the ones who set the rules. What were you acting so arrogant for?
Seeing Lu Ce lower his head in silence, they inexplicably felt a little pleased.
Everyone liked creating gods, but what they liked even more was watching those gods fall from their pedestals.
Watching the person who was obviously the strongest among them, so strong that he had somewhat upset the game's balance, get assigned the unluckiest position... they were genuinely delighted.
What gratitude? When you helped cut off their legs earlier, didn't you extort them too?
At that moment, light flowed across Lu Ce's blue mask, forming no expression. He kept his head lowered, muttering something under his breath.
Everyone fell silent. No one spoke, quietly trying to hear what this big shot was saying.
"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, fragrant grass stretches green to the sky~~"
Everyone:?
Why the fuck were you singing at a time like this!?
Was there something wrong with your brain!?
Don't try to guess what a big shot was thinking. In any case, it was now Lu Ce's turn. It was time for him to distribute the points.
:It's over. He got rigged.
:He was completely set up, wasn't he? Sigh, keep a low profile. Why pick a fight with the organizers?
:Let's see what he can do now. If he can keep his life, he should count his blessings.
:Sigh, the tallest tree in the forest catches the strongest wind. Look at the other players' eyes—they clearly kind of want him dead.
:People really should keep a low profile. Sigh...
The people in the bullet comments were pessimistic one after another. Only a small number, such as Blank, were frowning as they sensed something off.
A game of strategy—the core of this game should not have been such a dead end.
As they calculated, they watched Lu Ce, who was still humming, awaiting his judgment.
Lu Ce himself was thinking as well. The first thing he thought of was the effect of his Greed Mask.
It had been displayed at the very beginning of the game, but he had briefly cast the description aside afterward.
Greed Blue (KAITO) Personality Influence: Amplifies greed, makes the wearer talkative with an active mind, cunning and sinister. Benefit: Luck gradually rises unnoticed and has unusual effects at critical moments. Description: At the gambling table, the person who wants to win the most will win!
"Logically speaking, my luck should be pretty good. If that's the case..."
"Oh, seems there isn't really a problem."
After a long silence, Lu Ce finally spoke, smiling as he muttered to himself. The comical grin on his blue mask surfaced once more.
"Ah, what a pity. Such fine little bugs, and they won't get to be used."
Looking at the "Pain Values" before him, Lu Ce already understood the key to this game of strategy.
Just as he was about to say something more, a voice from beside him interrupted.
"Perfect-clear player, I think we've reached this point already, so let's stop speaking in riddles. I'll be direct."
"We all acknowledge your strength, but since you are first, you should forgo this reward."
"You get zero. As for the distribution among the four of us, let's discuss it together now."
"This way, although you won't receive anything, as long as the distribution succeeds, at least you won't be thrown into this cage."
"You were once a perfect-clear player. As long as the green hills remain, there will be opportunities in the future."
"What do you say?"
The intellectual-looking woman beside him took the initiative to speak. She appeared extremely rational, considering things from Lu Ce's perspective.
After all, she was Number Two. If Number One went mad and decided to seek death, then the pressure would immediately fall on her.
It was better to take the initiative. This way, she could at least secure Lu Ce's vote and have him share some of her risk.
At that moment, the organizer spoke again.
Everyone, mind the time. Every five minutes, if you have not completed one round of voting, the door before one of you will randomly open just a tiny bit~.
At that moment, the organizer's voice rang out again, like a judge of death urging them onward.
Hearing those words, the participating players' hearts sank again.
Of course, to prevent anyone from stalling, if it was someone's turn and they deliberately refused to provide a distribution plan, the door before them would be opened first.
"What do you think of my proposal, perfect-clear player? You heard him. We can't delay this any longer."
The woman at Number Two began speaking anxiously, wanting to urge Lu Ce into following her rhythm.
"Stop yelling. Quit interrupting me!" Lu Ce cut her off, then raised his head and asked,
"I want to ask something. Can this distribution of 100 include decimals? For example, could I give someone 0.000001 or something?"
...No! Distribution must use positive integers!
"Tsk, that really is a bit of a pity."
Lu Ce muttered, then raised his head.
"Since that's the case, I won't waste words."
"My distribution plan is as follows:"
Two was immediately startled. Sure enough, this guy was going to lose it. Couldn't something like this be discussed first?!
The other players all pricked up their ears as well.
"Number Five, 1 point."
The man at Number Five froze.
"Number Three, 1 point."
Player Three suspected he had misheard.
"Number One—that is, myself—98 points."
"Numbers Two and Four, 0 points!"
The woman at Number Two: ...
The moment this utterly deranged distribution plan was announced, everyone doubted whether their ears had malfunctioned.
The entire livestream practically exploded!
Was he... seeking death?!
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