Chapter 1810 Survival Game 70
Almost all the audience outside the venue tilted the votes to No. 166, and the number of votes next to the live broadcast grew rapidly, and the gap shown above was also moving towards the end: "16%; 16.5%; 17%..."
Xining stood still, waiting for the number to move towards 0%. As soon as it arrives, the game will be over.
Looking at it for only half a minute, it was almost 18%, and if you wait any longer, you will have a dead end. No. 1 hesitated for a while and finally made a decision.
He pinched the knife in his hand, stood up suddenly, and rushed over.
His stabbing was completely accidental, because he underestimated the enemy too much. In addition, he did not have a good rest these two days and suffered a great psychological blow. In addition, when ordinary people are attacked, they are either frightened or will burst out with faster reactions than usual. This must be the case, it must be!
So now, kill her and you will win!
When Xining saw No. 1 pounce on her, she immediately ran away. She didn't say she had to squat in this place and couldn't go out. She spotted a place and rushed over and suddenly lifted the thick cloth curtain.
The dazzling sunlight outside suddenly shone on No. 1's face, and his eyes were so bright that they had to close their eyes. Even after the curtain was put down, there was still a white patch in front of him.
He couldn't wait until his eyes adapted, so he reached out and lifted the curtain, blocked the light in front with one hand, walked out, and it took several seconds to see the front clearly.
In front is a public area with a swimming pool, but it seems that there is no one there.
He looked around and still didn't see anyone. Where did this girl go?
Several staff members stood on the corridor beside the door. He looked over, and the staff members turned their eyes to their toes or the ground in front. They would not participate in the game, nor would they give any prompts.
"Buzz buzz~" Several drones with cameras flew up and down the entire yard. One of them flew to him and was filming him. Since it was a live broadcast, we would naturally follow up the shooting.
No. 1 try to determine where they are taking pictures based on the direction of the plane.
There was a seemingly sensual plane that was facing the edge of the swimming pool, which was a visual blind spot. He stood here and could not see if someone was hiding in the water. So he rushed over quickly, holding a knife... But after running over, there was nothing in the water, and the "buzzing" engine sound from the square plane was like mocking him.
He ran aside in anger, put down his knife, grabbed a recliner and threw it at the plane.
The plane immediately dodged to the side and avoided the attack. The other planes flew over and took a snatch of his anger clearly at 360 degrees without any dead corners.
"Come out, come out!" No. 1 yelled in anger. He felt once again that he would rather die on the battlefield at that time and sacrifice with his comrades.
At this time, Xining was still in her original position. After she lifted the curtain, she immediately hid in the darkness next to her, where there was a load-bearing pillar. She hid behind her. After No. 1 thought she had escaped and chased her out, she slowly returned to the original position of the game.
Looking at No. 1, it was like a killer who could not find a murderer, cruel and violent. Originally, No. 1 could get a few more votes, but now all votes are cast on No. 166.
Xining folded her hands together and placed them under her lips, solemn and pious, but she worshiped not the gods but the audience, but the audience who controls her life and death.
"Please vote for me. I will surely fulfill my promise and strive to continue to live for the poor in this world and those in need. Please!"
The surroundings were dark, and all the faint light was concentrated on this ordinary girl, creating a faint aperture around her, sacred and gentle.
The tickets continued to soar, reaching 19%. At this rate, you can reach 0% in another minute.
Many viewers who voted after voting frantically expressed their support on the pop-up screen, and many of them left messages directly, frankly asking 1 to die quickly.
The character of No. 1 has completely collapsed. No matter how many honors he received or how thoroughly he destroyed these honors, at the last moment, when he picked up the knife and pointed it at the weak woman in order to survive, it represented his nature.
No. 1 looked empty except for the drone, and even the original staff members didn't know when they left.
Although killing the staff will be shot, a contestant who is doomed to fail and goes crazy may be able to pull someone to take the back, so it is better to avoid it.
Those square drones with cameras circled around him and pulled the camera all towards him, and they were like dragonflies, making a buzzing sound.
He seemed to have thought of something, turned around and turned his eyes to the hall where he had come out... and then ran towards the hall suddenly.
I haven't come out and I've been inside all the time. I must have thought of this cunning guy!
He lifted the curtain and rushed in. The sunlight outside shone in again, and then he saw a figure standing in the middle of the front. The curtain fell down, and the hall immediately fell into darkness.
Even if there is light in front of you, the eyes form a halo under the retina due to the huge contrast.
No matter what, if you go down, you will die. No. 1 rushed over with a knife in his hand, and hit the position where No. 166 was standing just now.
When Xining saw the light behind her, she knew that No. 1 was back. When the curtain hangs down again, she flashed to the side.
So he stood beside him, as if he was watching a clown performing, watching No. 1 holding a knife and hitting her in an extremely standard attacking position - now it was air, slashing and slashing.
Barrage: "666..." "At such a critical moment, I laughed." "1 Are you crazy? Let him die quickly, die early and go to hell sooner or later" "hahaha" "666"...
Voting is going on, and the number of votes received on the 166th is about to reach...
No. 1's eyes finally adapted. Although there was a little dizziness in front of him, he could see clearly that there was no one in front of him.
He turned around suddenly and saw No. 166 standing in front about ten steps away. It was dim and there was only a blurry figure outside the light range.
It must be fast, otherwise it will be too late... He rushed over like a tiger...
Suddenly a red laser light pointed at him. With a gunshot, he stopped suddenly, looked down at himself, and a stream of blood emerged from the heart on the left side of his chest.
He turned his head a little confusedly and looked at the live broadcast projection next to him... The proportion of the rising number column was red, and "0%" and "0%" were illuminated.
Voting has been stopped and the result has been produced.
Chapter completed!