Reward (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader He Guangcheng Tong)

According to the game rules, for every prisoner the King executes, each betting spectator receives an additional 30,000 minutes of visa time.

Not to mention, after winning the game, they can also split the visa time bet by the prisoners' side spectators, averaging an additional 50,000 minutes.

In other words, for spectators like No. 1 who frequently give rewards, as long as it doesn't exceed 80,000 minutes, they will still profit as long as they win the game.

These factors compel the King's side spectators to give rewards more frequently.

However, there is no "the more you work, the more you get" saying for the prisoners' side spectators. As long as at least 3 prisoners survive when the game ends, they will receive a guaranteed reward.

More surviving prisoners do not grant additional rewards.

Therefore, even if they choose the prisoners' side, these spectators are not very willing to waste their visa time on rewards.

For spectators like No. 3, spending 1,000 minutes of visa time to send a single character is already considered quite compassionate.

But clearly, the effect of this single character is negligible.

[Spectator No. 2 rewards Ding Wenqiang with 6,000 minutes of visa time, with the message: Prison Cell No. 4, ten thousand.]

[Spectator No. 8 rewards Ding Wenqiang with 4,000 minutes of visa time, with the message: No. 4, ten thousand.]

The spectators betting on the King's side have already realized this.

They know this is not a fair trial, but for the reward of visa time, they still hope Gao Zhankui dies quickly.

Ding Wenqiang was also a bit surprised.

Gao Zhankui... is that much of a nuisance?

Actually, judging purely by the crimes disclosed in the videotape, Gao Zhankui's were not the most heinous.

Is it because people naturally hate henchmen who act as lackeys for evil?

Ding Wenqiang was unaware of the spectators' rules, let alone why these spectators kept rewarding him.

He could only continuously receive very simple and crude messages: these spectators were showering him with visa time, wanting him to severely judge Gao Zhankui.

Coincidentally, among the four prisoners, Ding Wenqiang hated Gao Zhankui the most.

However, seeing Gao Zhankui covered in blood, Ding Wenqiang hesitated again. He wasn't psychologically prepared to kill yet.

Even though it was the game's rule and he didn't have to do it himself, crossing this hurdle was still not easy.

Zhang Peng lowered his voice, "Uncle Ding, what are you still considering?

"You can't just think about the present. If you don't do as the spectators say, they might stop giving rewards later."

This sentence instantly reminded Ding Wenqiang.

These spectators were indeed actively giving rewards, but these rewards were clearly conditional.

Spectators generally gave 4,000 or 6,000 minutes of visa time first, and only gave the remaining visa time after Ding Wenqiang met their demands.

And if Ding Wenqiang ignored their demands, they would certainly stop giving him visa time.

Therefore, what Ding Wenqiang would lose would not just be these few thousand minutes, but the majority of the visa time they might reward later, which could amount to tens of thousands.

Ding Wenqiang gritted his teeth and walked towards Gao Zhankui's Prison Cell No. 4 again.

Lin Sizhi watched the scene below silently through the glass.

As expected, once a landslide begins, it's hard to stop.

Five spectators could gain a large amount of visa time through this special killing mechanism, and by giving away just a portion of this visa time, they could easily manipulate Ding Wenqiang's actions.

However, the spectators on the prisoners' side had almost no equivalent countermeasure.

Although they could also reward Ding Wenqiang, since they couldn't profit from Ding Wenqiang's actions, their rewards would likely be wasted.

Even if one or two people were willing to pay out of their own pocket to advise Ding Wenqiang not to trouble Gao Zhankui further, their voices would easily be drowned out by the five spectators on the King's side.

Therefore, the prisoners' side spectators did not give rewards because they realized it was meaningless.

If this continued, the prisoners' side was doomed to lose.

Lin Sizhi considered for a moment before pressing the reward button on the table.

Ding Wenqiang arrived in front of Prison Cell No. 4 again. However, at this moment, he heard a new broadcast.

[Spectator No. 5 rewards Ding Wenqiang with 8,000 minutes of visa time, with the message: Zhang Peng is the one who beat you.]

Ding Wenqiang froze, momentarily not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Zhang Peng? Beat him?

He subconsciously looked at Zhang Peng, who instantly became nervous, his body trembling involuntarily.

"You seem to know something. What does that mean?" Ding Wenqiang asked.

Zhang Peng swallowed, "Uncle Ding, I don't know what that means. We've never met before."

Ding Wenqiang's face darkened as he raised his scepter, "Are you going to tell me or not!"

Zhang Peng knelt down with a "plop," raising his hands: "Uncle Ding, I really don't know what to say!"

Ding Wenqiang frowned, feeling that Zhang Peng was lying, but he couldn't quite grasp the situation.

Just then, a cough came from Prison Cell No. 2.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

Wang Yongxin sat on the ground, rubbing the bruises on his neck, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Uncle Ding, don't you understand yet?

"The five of us being assigned to this Judgment Game actually has a deeper connection.

"I didn't realize it at first. After all, you, me, Cai Zhiyuan, and these two didn't know each other.

"But in reality, the five of us are more closely connected than we thought. There's an invisible thread tying us all together.

"It's that delivery driver.

"He was a rider for Speedy Delivery, I'm the CEO, and Gao Zhankui is the station manager. As for Cai Zhiyuan, the algorithm program he developed was sold by his company to many platforms, including, of course, my Speedy Delivery.

"Which means...

"In this Judgment Game, the five of us are responsible for the death of that delivery driver.

"If that's the case, isn't it strange that this unemployed punk managed to get in here? On the surface, he has absolutely no connection to the delivery driver's death.

"But in the videotape of you and him, there's a hidden clue.

"You accidentally hitting and killing the delivery driver wasn't just because of fatigue, but also because you had just been beaten, which limited your vision.

"And him?

"The videotape said robbery, fighting, his malice was like a butterfly flapping its wings, turning into unforeseen disaster for the innocent.

"And the final file states, 'Not Judged.'

"Clearly, a scumbag like him, who's been to prison multiple times, couldn't always be so lucky to not get caught, right?

"So, 'Not Judged' doesn't mean he's never been judged, but specifically that he, like me and Cai Zhiyuan, was not judged in the case of the 'delivery driver's death.'

"And judging by your reaction, the incident where he beat and robbed you also ended unresolved, didn't it?"

Wang Yongxin spoke with great satisfaction. The thought of Zhang Peng slyly getting him into Prison Cell No. 2 with just a few words made him angry. Now that he had found an opportunity, he naturally wanted to retaliate without mercy.

All of this was within the rules of the game.

Ding Wenqiang's hands gradually clenched, veins bulging.

Zhang Peng's face turned pale. He could feel the killing intent in Ding Wenqiang's eyes and became flustered.

Ding Wenqiang's voice was somewhat hoarse: "You recognized me from the beginning, didn't you?

"Back then, you were wearing a mask and hat, but I wasn't.

"Thanks to you, my left eye was swollen for a week before it healed.

"If it weren't for the blind spot in my left eye, I never would have hit and killed that delivery driver."

Zhang Peng, terrified, knelt down with a "plop" and hugged Ding Wenqiang's leg: "Uncle Ding! I was wrong, I'm sorry! I was out of money, I was confused for a moment, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, I was truly wrong!

"Let me into Prison Cell No. 3, let me atone, Uncle Ding, I promise, I'll smash all ten of my fingers! I'll definitely smash them all!

"If I don't smash them, you can electrocute me with your cane!"

Ding Wenqiang pointed at Prison Cell No. 5: "Go in."

Zhang Peng cried, snot and tears streaming: "Uncle Ding, even if I'm sentenced for robbery, even if I'm sentenced for fighting, it's only two or three years in prison, my crime doesn't warrant death, Uncle Ding!

"How could I have known something like this would happen after I hit you!

"The delivery driver's death really has nothing to do with me!"

Ding Wenqiang kicked him away: "Go in! I don't want to say it a second time!"

"Okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going."

Zhang Peng scrambled into Prison Cell No. 5. Ding Wenqiang slammed the cell door shut with a loud "clang."

Thank you to the alliance leader for the reward! The new book period really doesn't allow for many updates. The recommendation mechanism has recently been revamped. It takes 60,000 characters to start queuing for recommendations, and only after 110,000 characters have passed the trial period. I haven't received a single major recommendation yet, and the traffic has been a huge loss. Moreover, I write quite slowly, and many plot points need to be revised repeatedly. So, I'm adding one chapter first. If I have the capacity after the book goes on sale, I'll add more. Thank you all!