As soon as the clown finished shouting, a ten-minute countdown appeared on TV.

At this moment, the family members who had just pulled in from outside didn’t even sit on the butt, so they said they wanted to drive them out?

The atmosphere in the whole villa is extremely heavy, and even a fool knows what the bullshit show is going to do.

This guy wants to completely dismantle the player's cooperation premise from within.

In fact, there was something wrong with yesterday's event. No matter how hard it is, people who have no way to intersect in reality, are forced to tell the secret of their lifelong knots? First of all, the atmosphere of cooperation is definitely not as good as in previous events.

But at that time, the focus of this bullshit show was still on the team and could destroy them all at once, and that game was really difficult. If Zhu Yang hadn't been keen and had a move to crack it at the critical moment, they might have been frustrated now.

Just like the game can adjust itself, this so-called program is probably a wisdom, not a piece of code or rule data.

In fact, this is very good. After all, the sinister and petty show are actually more powerful than the game, just like a vicious and sarcastic person who always impresses the outside world.

If one blow fails, the opponent has a certain understanding of the cooperation of the entire player team, so it simply plays this disgusting trick.

Voting to drive the family out? No limits?

With such a larger villa space, is there anything that can be hidden? Even if it can, then at that moment, the trust of the entire group is completely disintegrated.

Then, don’t say that players can cooperate together, it’s good not to put a knife behind their backs.

Those of you who are unable to tell the truth or falsehood.

Everyone stood or sat around the sofa, and the family seemed to realize something was wrong from the atmosphere of the crowd. However, no one was messing around at this moment, just sit quietly or look at the villa curiously.

Zhu Weixin came to Zhu Yang: "Sister, what's that?"

He pointed to the bee outside the window: "The escape game you participated in to save your life? This is too realistic. It won't cause any danger, right? I think everyone is very nervous."

Zhu Yang waved his hand: "It's okay, you've never played with it even more exciting? I forgot, you almost hanged yourself before."

Zhu Weixin looked confused: "I? Hang?"

Zhu Yang touched his dog's head: "I remember wrongly, it's me."

"Sister, why are you laughing so much-" Zhu Weixin felt a little embarrassed.

It seems that this program permission is nothing more than that.

Just now, when those guys were making noise outside, Zhu Yang tested a lot of Zhu Weixin’s real world affairs, but they all answered it smoothly.

Zhu Weixin has entered the game with her, but she doesn't know about this "Zhu Weixin". If Zhu Weixin is really pulled into the game, then the moment he comes in, the memory should be revived.

According to the level, this is an intermediate dungeon, while Zhu Weixin had entered the primary dungeon before. The crushing of the dungeon level did not allow the "programs" that dominated this world to see what other dungeons were doing.

This is another key, remember it.

Zhu Yang is not in a hurry. No matter how hot she is, the second landlord can at least have capital that players cannot match, so she is very patient.

But no matter how patient she is, time doesn't wait for anyone.

Ten minutes passed soon, and the players did nothing during these ten minutes, and no one even discussed the voting.

This kind of negative inaction is not a solution. Everyone knows, but who dares to take the risk to speak first? The one who must speak first is the first one who was thrown out by his family.

"Ding Dong!" The time countdown reminder came, and the clown appeared on the TV screen.

Looking at the empty hall, I made an exaggerated sigh: "What a pity, the right to choose is clearly in your hands, but you gave up."

"I have already said that you should not be lucky with the program mission. Since you have not voted, this round will be considered as giving up. Next, a player's 'family' will be randomly selected. Please look at the big screen!"

The players looked up in disbelief, but the clown on the screen had disappeared, replaced by the turntable from yesterday.

But yesterday the turntable was written with the punishment item, but now every frame of the turntable is written with the names of nine players.

The clown started, the turntable turned wildly, and the rhythm of setting the atmosphere sounded, and after a few seconds: "Stop!"

The turntable speed slowed down, and the red pointer circled the turntable due to inertia, getting slower and slower. Whenever the name is passed, the player feels tight.

As the speed became slower and slower, the player's hearts that corresponded to the names around the pointer were squeezing, and naturally breathed a sigh of relief when passing by. When stepping into the pointer range, the whole heart was hanging high again.

To be honest, this moment is even more painful than last night. After all, except for Niu Hao who was lucky at the beginning, he could choose to avoid it at the cost.

Finally, the pointer stopped on a name, and the clown announced excitedly: "Hou Xin, Mr. Hou Xin, congratulations."

"Mom, Dabao!" Hou Xin was shocked and quickly grabbed his mother and son's hands.

But it was too late. The door opened and a huge suction force sucked his mother and his son who was less than five years old, just like Niu Hao last night.

But the person who stood close to them was not affected by the suction force.

Hou Xin wanted to confirm that it was impossible for his real mother and son in reality, but the possibility of one point of contact became three points.

And it is related to life and death, three points can be equivalent to ten points.

Hou Xin rushed out without saying a word, but no one else could stop him.

Only where everyone was not paying attention, Zhu Yang took back his fingers, as if he had just bounced something out.

The person who originally planned to chase Hou Xin could only close the door first to prevent bees from spreading in.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at them, he could only say embarrassedly: "Forget it, just let's go, as long as we have one person left to break the situation, he can survive even if he dies."

This statement is appropriate for deceiving yourself. Others agree with it without saying it, and then subconsciously look at Zhu Yang.

A stream of pressure came invisibly, and Zhu Yang didn't raise his eyebrows. Instead, Zhu Weixin said disdainfully: "Although I don't know how you came up with this weird conclusion, people dare not chase after me. Instead, they pass the pressure on my sister. You are also great."

"You have nothing to do with my sister's life." He said that, and moved to Zhu Yang again: "Right? Sister!"

Zhu Yang ignored it and looked at the clown on TV and said, "What about the next round? Isn't it still the beginning?"

When everyone heard this, they almost thought she was possessed by some demon and monster. From beginning to end, she acted the calmest.

Her younger brother appeared here and fell into a trap and was worried that she was a little anxious. OK, this can be said to be calm and restrained and unmoved.

But even though she felt that the person in front of her was fake, why should she help them make decisions?

The praise accumulated over the whole day cannot suppress this dissatisfaction. Players look at each other privately and confirm each other's feelings.

After all, because of Zhu Yang's intelligence and strength, no one subconsciously wants to stand alone.

But before we could reach a tacit understanding, the clown on the TV heard an echo: "No, no! According to the rules of the game, all players must be present during the voting."

"Now Mr. Hou Xin is out, so I have to let everyone wait patiently."

The Joker's supplementary rule made everyone feel relieved, and at least it could delay the time.

Zhu Yang smiled and said, "That is to say, all players gather in the living room before they start voting countdown?"

"That's right!" The clown nodded, not daring to Zhu Yang at all.

"What if we go back to our room now?"

"No problem, but the rules are the same as the previous one. The show is endless and the bees don't disperse. If you think your material can be consumed by twenty people for a lifetime, you can never gather in the living room."

Of course this is impossible. It seems that today this project is also ready to fight a long-term battle, and even deliberately brought so many "rescuers" to consume their inventory.

Zhu Yang asked again: "What if any player dies?"

The clown said: "Don't worry, this game requires players' participation. Although Mr. Hou Xin who ran out will be attacked by bees, we will teleport people back to the villa after he loses consciousness."

Yes, losing consciousness means failure to protect your family. Then the program takes over the player's physical arrangements and does not destroy his rescue. You are incompetent.

Zhu Yang smiled strangely when he heard this: "No, it's not about him."

"I mean, what if there is a murder in a player in the villa?"

Everyone immediately understood what she meant. Players were not allowed to attack each other, but this rule did not apply after each program started.

After all, only if you break the dead, the dead players will be resurrected. The murder between players can sometimes be regarded as a means of passing the level, so naturally no restrictions can be made.

Just that's it, whoever wants to have the awareness of dying once in exchange for the possibility of breaking the team's failure is not necessarily happy even if it is carefully discussed, let alone the current situation of unknown form?

The clown choked by her question and immediately said in a hurry: "This is the same as the assumption that everyone was not gathering in the living room just now."

Several families were drinking tea and watching TV in the living room, but suddenly this person appeared like this, frightening the family members.

Fortunately, his injury disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. It can be seen that the program requires players to vote and will not let players roam aimlessly in recovering from injury.

When Zhu Yang approached, the swollen bag on this guy's body had been smaller, but he was still in a mess.

Zhu Yang stepped forward and flipped over him and said to the player next to him: "Go and get some painkillers."

The player, without doubting that he was there, immediately got up and went to the kitchen.

However, Zhu Yang took off Hou Xin's coat and threw it aside, lifted up his sleeve to see his body recover.

After confirming, the pain relief there was also to be brought over, but Zhu Yang did not take it.

Instead, he said to the players around him: "Go and call everyone down."

Someone disagrees: "Now? You have to count down the countdown immediately as soon as you come here? Do you have to discuss where to discuss things? Or have you already thought of a solution?"

"Don't worry, it won't be counting down."

"Why can't it?" the players were puzzled.

Then he saw a knife appearing in Zhu Yang's hand, which chopped Hou Xin's chest and nailed him to the ground.

“…”

There was a dead silence in the air. When everyone saw Zhu Yang looking up, they grinned and said, "Isn't there any saying that players gather together?"
To be continued...