Death Game I

After reading the Chatroom for a while, Lin Feng pressed the button to upgrade the elevator.

After a bout of shaking, the elevator reached level 5.

"Beep. Congratulations, host, on completing the mission. Your reward has been issued."

[Time Extension Card: extends the time before the elevator closes on this floor by 1 hour.]

"Beep. Host, please complete the upgrade mission and raise the elevator to level 6. Reward: one upgrade opportunity for the Extra-Large Leather Backpack."

The upgrade still had 77 percent to go. He was short 10 Gold Coins, 200 kilograms of wood, and 232 kilograms of iron.

The level 5 elevator's vent had grown a little larger, its interior had more than doubled in size, and a workbench had appeared.

This workbench wasn't like the ones in games, where you tossed in raw materials, fiddled around a bit, and got whatever you wanted.

It only provided some tools. You still had to do the actual work yourself.

Even more annoyingly, the tools couldn't be taken away.

They could only be used at the workbench.

Lin Feng fiddled with it and immediately lost interest. His crafting skills apparently hadn't progressed beyond elementary school arts and crafts.

Expecting him to make a greatsword or a Zhuge repeating crossbow with these things was pure bullshit.

Just then, Ye Hua successfully finished refining the salt.

Ye Hua: [Boss, I've finished refining the salt you wanted. I've listed it on the Exchange for food.]

Lin Feng: [Yeah, okay.]

Lin Feng tapped Ye Hua's avatar, then found his trade listing.

Any food would do, huh?

Not bad.

The kid wasn't greedy.

Lin Feng went over to the pool. A plump grass carp swam inside, looking like it weighed at least a kilogram or so.

"I'll give him this thing."

Lin Feng scooped up the fish and traded it to Ye Hua.

There wasn't much salt in return. After all, Lin Feng hadn't supplied him with much seawater.

This salt should last Lin Feng a day or two.

It tasted bitter as well as salty, but Lin Feng was already very satisfied. After so many days in this world, he finally got his first serving of flavorful roast meat.

Looking at the roast meat sprinkled with grains of salt, Lin Feng wiped away his drool and dug in.

Beside him, Little Velociraptor had no idea why "Mommy" was enjoying his food so much today, but he loved it too!

After eating and exercising for a while, Lin Feng went to rest.

Midnight soon arrived, and the system's notification sounded right on time.

"Beep. The floor the host is about to enter is a Death Game. The host must play three games with other survivors before the floor ends. Entry to this floor is mandatory. After completing three Death Games, you will receive 20 Gold Coins and 500 kilograms of upgrade materials of your choice."

"Beep. Floor hint: survivors participating in a Death Game will definitely know how to play that game. While playing a Death Game, survivors cannot kill one another through means outside the game.

Hidden mechanic: survivors who lose a game can gain another chance to participate by killing themselves before they die. Three chances per person."

Death Game?

Was it similar to the hide-and-seek floor last time?

Lin Feng wondered, puzzled. But now he knew one thing: there would definitely be plenty of survivors on the next floor. In that case, wouldn't he be striking it rich again?

He might even raise the elevator straight to level 6 in one go!

[Ding-dong! Elevator descending. Please hold on.]

Soon, the elevator announcement sounded. Lin Feng took a deep breath and walked out after the elevator stopped.

Just after he stepped onto the floor, the elevator announcement sounded again from overhead.

[Welcome to Death Billiards.]

[Each ball represents one of your body parts. When a ball is pocketed, you will be deemed to have lost that part. The person who pockets the black ball last wins.]

[After the game ends, the winner will not lose the organs that were pocketed. The loser will lose all organs that were pocketed.]

[Game start!]

After the announcement ended, a girl with a nervous expression appeared in front of Lin Feng.

"Hello. Shall we start the game, then?"

"H-hello, big brother. I-I'm not very good at this..."

Lin Feng didn't let his guard down as he looked at the nervous girl in front of him, because he thought it was all an act.

The system had already told him that anyone who could enter the Game Floor knew how to play all the Death Games on that floor.

Lin Feng had once belonged to the city's billiards club and ranked second in the club. He was pretty good.

The girl in front of him was definitely not as simple as she looked. He would start by watching her break to gauge her abilities.

"Ladies first. How about you break?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly, then took a step back.

The balls were already racked. Instead of the usual numbers, they bore human body parts, such as eyes, a nose, a heart, kidneys, a stomach, a brain, and so on.

"Why don't you break, big brother? I-I'm afraid I won't do it well. I'm not very strong... Oh, right, big brother, my name is An Qingqing. What's yours?"

"Hehe, my name is Gu Chen. You should still break. Breaking first gives you an advantage."

Lin Feng gave a fake name, then spoke as though An Qingqing had captivated him.

He also slowly edged forward. Just as he reached out to touch her face, An Qingqing dodged away.

"All right, I'll break, then!"

An Qingqing rolled up her sleeves, revealing a stretch of forearm as fair as jade. Naturally, Lin Feng continued playing along.

Wasn't she doing this to seduce me? Sure enough, An Qingqing was watching him out of the corner of her eye.

She smiled smugly to herself. Another man conquered by my beauty.

"Big brother, stop looking at me. You're making me nervous~"

"Okay, okay, I won't look. Go ahead and break."

Lin Feng sneered inwardly, then fiddled with his cue. He had just observed An Qingqing's grip. She had probably played before, but she was likely terrible. Otherwise, she wouldn't have needed to put on this innocent act.

Back at the billiards club, Lin Feng had also been a part-time coach, so he saw through An Qingqing's act at a glance.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out, and two balls dropped into pockets: Lin Feng's eye and her ear.

"Ah! I'm sorry, Gu Chen! I didn't mean to! If I'd known, I wouldn't have hit it so hard. I was just afraid the balls wouldn't scatter, so I used a little more strength. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

An Qingqing looked at Lin Feng with tears in her eyes and guilt all over her face.

He had to admit, her acting really was good.

"It's fine. The balls that go in on the break are random anyway. It's not your fault."

Lin Feng spoke indifferently.

"Okay, big brother..."

An Qingqing bent down again and looked. None of these balls were in positions where she could pocket them.

So she took a casual shot. Naturally, she didn't pocket a single ball, but Lin Feng's discerning eye immediately spotted that An Qingqing was setting balls up by the pockets.

A few more turns, and all of An Qingqing's balls would probably be in good positions. By then, even if he wanted to win, he wouldn't be able to.