Why?

[The game will begin in 30 seconds. Please insert your hands and feet into the clasps on the target and prepare.]

[Each shot from the Nail Gun will earn 2,000 minutes of Visa Time. The mechanism will automatically release after 10 minutes.]

Zhang Peng stood before the target and inserted his hands and feet into its clasps. A series of clicks rang out, firmly locking him to it in a spread-eagle position.

"Uncle Ding! I was wrong! I don't want to die!"

Zhang Peng was still shouting, but the game had already begun.

"Crack!"

The Nail Gun in the mechanism was not much different from an ordinary Nail Gun. It was not especially loud, but the speed at which the nails flew was still terrifying.

With a puff, a nail easily embedded itself in the target area above and to the left of Zhang Peng's head.

"Ah!!"

Zhang Peng began screaming uncontrollably. Clearly, if that nail had veered even slightly and struck his forehead, he would already have been a corpse.

The only good news was that the Nail Gun fired somewhat less frequently than the Iron Maiden's needles in Prison Cell No. 4.

But that only made Zhang Peng's wait more agonizingly long.

The second nail.

The third nail.

The fourth nail.

Zhang Peng was scared senseless every time, but fortunately, none of the nails hit him.

However, just as he began to relax slightly, a sharp nail tore through the air with a shriek and pierced his left forearm.

"Ah!! Ah!!!"

Zhang Peng screamed himself hoarse.

Ding Wenqiang felt extremely irritated. Zhang Peng's injuries were clearly nowhere near as serious as Gao Zhankui's, yet he was screaming several times louder.

[Please cast a Fairness Vote on the king's actions.]

The broadcast sounded again, and Lin Sizhi pressed "×."

[Vote result: √√×√××√√×√]

[Final fairness score: 20]

[Thank you for your evaluation!]

This time, the viewers were once again sharply divided over the judgment.

Including Lin Sizhi, four viewers chose ×.

Since no Visa Time had been deducted, it meant this was their genuine opinion.

However, they clearly did not think Zhang Peng should go unpunished. They simply felt that this punishment was too severe.

Although Zhang Peng was the most reprehensible of the five, his most serious crime was still only robbery, and according to him, he had already been sentenced to three years.

What set Prison Cell No. 5 apart from all the previous cells was that if one's luck was bad enough, they could die in the very first game.

Moreover, the Nail Gun's sensory impact was indeed far too intense.

Some viewers would not calculate the exact odds of the Nail Gun striking one of Zhang Peng's vital spots. Instinctively, they felt the punishment was too harsh.

However, this result got Lin Sizhi thinking.

"Strange. Given the design of these game cells, unfair results are practically inevitable.

"Because the punishments in Cells No. 4 and No. 5 are somewhat excessive, no matter which prisoner is thrown inside, some viewers may consider it unfair.

"With such a strict lie-detection mechanism, viewers have almost no room for ambiguity in their votes.

"Then what exactly is the purpose of the Fairness Vote?"

Lin Sizhi flipped through the previous fairness scores while lightly tapping the table, lost in thought.

[40,000 minutes of Visa Time have been credited to the player.]

The clasps on the target automatically released, and Zhang Peng fell to the ground, rolling around and wailing.

There had been twenty nails in total, four of which had struck his body. Fortunately, none had hit vital areas.

Although the scene looked frightening, Zhang Peng's injuries were probably still lighter than Gao Zhankui's.

[Viewer No. 7 has tipped Ding Wenqiang 6,000 minutes of Visa Time. Attached message: Continue Prison Cell No. 4.]

[Viewer No. 2 has tipped Ding Wenqiang 6,000 minutes of Visa Time. Attached message: Prison Cell No. 5, ten thousand.]

The viewers, who had all been focused on Gao Zhankui moments ago, began to split apart. Viewer No. 7 still insisted on Gao Zhankui, but Viewer No. 2 had smoothly shifted to Zhang Peng.

[Viewer No. 1 has tipped Ding Wenqiang 6,000 minutes of Visa Time. Attached message: Scum deserves to die.]

Hearing that message, Ding Wenqiang was somewhat moved.

He looked at the four prisoners locked in different cells and suddenly realized Viewer No. 1 was right. Of these four, Zhang Peng was actually the one who deserved to die most.

Although the other three each had their own sins, at least they had not directly and seriously broken the law.

Zhang Peng, on the other hand, stole, robbed, lazed about, and not only contributed nothing to society, but brought nothing but disaster.

If he had not suddenly decided to commit robbery and beaten Ding Wenqiang up, that delivery rider would not have died.

Yes, Zhang Peng should bear the greatest responsibility! He was the true culprit who had killed that delivery rider!

The thought of Zhang Peng's ugly, fawning face made Ding Wenqiang want to vomit.

If Zhang Peng had not egged him on from the side, he would not have been so eager to send Wang Yongxin and Gao Zhankui in.

With that thought, Ding Wenqiang walked over to Prison Cell No. 5 again.

Zhang Peng was terrified out of his wits. "Uncle Ding! Uncle Ding, I was wrong! Let me go!"

Just then, another broadcast sounded.

[Viewer No. 5 has tipped Ding Wenqiang 4,000 minutes of Visa Time. Attached message: You enter the cell.]

Ding Wenqiang froze for a moment, once again completely at a loss.

He had some impression of Viewer No. 5.

This was the person who had previously exposed Zhang Peng.

But Ding Wenqiang did not understand what "you enter the cell" meant.

He looked at Wang Yongxin beside him again.

Wang Yongxin also looked surprised, but after thinking for a moment, he suddenly revealed a delighted expression. "That works too? Wait, it seems... it really is possible!"

Ding Wenqiang was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Wang Yongxin struggled to his feet, grabbed the cell bars, and explained, "Uncle Ding, there's a way for everyone to survive this game!

"The game said that every time a Judgment Game is played in these cells, its danger doubles. Judging from Prison Cell No. 4, by the third Judgment Game, someone will very likely die.

"There are ten games in total. With four prisoners, that means someone is bound to die. If we're lucky, one person dies. If we're unlucky, two die!

"But we've all fallen into a misconception: you can enter the cells too!

"The rules said that whether we are 'kings' or 'prisoners,' our identity is that of 'sinners.' And the Judgment Games in these cells are for all sinners!

"So you can enter any cell as well.

"If there are five people, then each person only needs to play two games.

"No one will die.

"No one will die!"

Wang Yongxin had originally been somewhat despairing.

Ten games and four prisoners meant that two prisoners would inevitably be forced to undergo three Judgment Games.

The rules stated that in most games, prisoners would face mortal danger by the third judgment.

Although Wang Yongxin felt those two unlucky spots might not necessarily fall to him, what if they did?

But now, Viewer No. 5 had exposed the key point in a single sentence. If Ding Wenqiang could enter the cells too, then completing ten Judgment Games would be easy.

Whether he entered Prison Cell No. 3 or Prison Cell No. 6, as long as Ding Wenqiang completed two Judgment Games himself, everyone else's burden would be greatly reduced.

Moreover, Prison Cells No. 3 and No. 6 were not particularly dangerous overall.

Ding Wenqiang lowered his head and fell into thought.

[Viewer No. 7 has tipped Ding Wenqiang 2,000 minutes of Visa Time. Attached message: Don't go.]

[Viewer No. 1 has tipped Ding Wenqiang 3,000 minutes of Visa Time. Attached message: Why?]

Time passed second by second.

Ding Wenqiang raised his head. "Yeah. Why?"