They first took two cautious steps forward, then closed their eyes with pale faces.
After a while, they discovered that they were not dead, and their faces suddenly showed a little joy.
Without any hesitation, one of them spoke to Bo Shuo, "Mr. Bo, what do you want us to do?"
Bo Shuo naturally did not rely on their choices. He glanced at the hopeful eyes, twitched the corners of his lips, and revealed his plan.
"As I just said, this is not a camp competition, but a team cooperation game. So I hope you will abandon the gaps between the teams and work together. As long as the number of bones between the two teams is the same, there will be no winner and loser in this game. All of us can survive and pass this game safely."
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in shock, but the vigilance in their eyes still did not diminish.
This does sound like an optimal solution, but who dares to bet?
Who dares to bet on human nature?
If someone on the opposite team hides a bone secretly, causing their team to lose one bone, then their team will still be wiped out at the end of the game.
No one can ensure that everyone has the right intentions.
After all, as Trumpet said, the winning team in this game will be rewarded by Trumpet.
Often, the rewards obtained in such difficult games are so rich that countless people will flock to them, even abandoning their conscience and harming everyone.
They dare not gamble and cannot gamble.
007 also thought about this, and said in a somewhat anxious tone, "Host, if you say in front of these people that they may not completely obey your orders, it still won't work."
Bo Shuo is very calm. "No, I don't want them all to obey my orders. I just want them to plant a seed in their hearts, at least to reduce the risk of killing each other. In this way, I can pave the way for what I will do next."
Bo Shuo glanced at the death pattern of the previous people, compared it with the movement traces of the speaker, and concluded. "The visual range of this speaker is two meters.
Likewise, its hearing may not be very good, after all, I made a loud voice just now, but it didn't come towards me."
"Two meters is enough."
Bo Shuo took a deep breath, then glanced at the hesitant crowd, and said the last sentence calmly, "Everyone who wants to cooperate with me now, please take a step forward."
In the crowd, someone asked with a trembling voice, "What if... we don't cooperate?"
Hearing this question, Black Haired Youth seemed to have heard something funny. He sneered and a scalpel suddenly appeared in his hand.
He glanced at the man with cold eyes, and with just one glance, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave. He didn't dare to move for a long time, and he wanted to slap himself in the mouth - did he have the guts of a bear? He dared to question this Big Shot.
Bo Shuo heard this, but there was no anger on his face. His voice was very soft, as casual as if he was discussing what to eat tonight.
It's just that the murderous intent is clearly evident in his words.
"Uncooperative?"
He repeated this sentence with great interest, and then his tone suddenly turned cold.
"Then go die."
As soon as these words fell, I saw countless Silver White Silk Thread taking him as the center of the circle, growing wildly around, and instantly scratched the entire area.
The sounds that pierced the air landed on their necks in the frightening gaze, as if they were about to pierce their skin and cut off their heads one after another in the next moment.
Suddenly, several people in the crowd began to tremble uncontrollably.
They should have known earlier that this man was a lunatic.
Young people don't need any questions from them, nor do they need any words from them.
In front of this person, everyone's opinions became insignificant.
Unable to resist or refute, all dissatisfaction and unwillingness will be suppressed by Martial Force.
All that was left for them was obedience.
If you disobey, you will die now.
Everyone had mixed emotions for a while. For them, this was not actually a bad thing, but it also couldn't be a good thing.
With a fixed leader, the probability of fighting each other will be greatly reduced.
But accordingly, they cannot believe Bo Shuo.
After all, their lives are completely worthless to Bo Shuo.
Who knows when he will end his life inexplicably.
What if this one suddenly goes crazy and causes all of them to die miserably here?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but shudder.
But restricted by the silk thread around their necks, they shrank their heads and did not dare to say another word.
They thought a lot, but only half a minute passed.
Bo Shuo grabbed the time, glanced around at the expressions of everyone who dared to be angry but dared not speak, and nodded silently.
Well, First Stage's arrangements have been completed, and then we will follow his plan.
Yes, from the beginning, he never thought that these people could cooperate with him well.
After all, he doesn't take these people seriously.