The sound of the door closing still echoed in the corridor.
The 'audiences' watching this scene had a look of astonishment on their faces.
"What does this new guy want to do?"
"He doesn't want to finish his 'hunt' here, does he?"
"No, unless he's crazy!"
"Which of the 'Wild Hunters' here is not more powerful than him?"
"Who can become a 'Wild Hunter', will he be a normal person?"
"What a crazy guy!"
"Damn it, I thought I could save my bet!"
"Hey, I'm waiting to see his tragic death!"
…
Lines of barrage streaked across the screen. Compared to the sparse barrage before, this time it was undoubtedly much denser.
However, no one is optimistic about Jason.
Most of the comments are gloating.
A small number of them cursed.
Because, they all placed bets on Jason.
There were sporadic ones, and there were some who opposed the 'crazy game', but as soon as they appeared, they were submerged under other barrages, and they were completely invisible.
Jason, who was outside the cell, didn't know this.
He stood there quietly, with no expression on his face hidden by the mask, waiting for his first prey.
Soon, an iron door deep in the corridor opened.
Click!
Amidst the sound of metal moving, a tall, muscular figure jumped out as it hit the door one after another.
The opponent's whole body was muscular, far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Even if he couldn't hold back enough and hit the opposite wall, he just shook his head and stood firm.
There was no sign of pain on that ugly face.
What there is is tyranny.
All there is is madness.
The next moment, the 'Wild Hunter' discovered Jason.
"Kill him, big boy!"
"Tear him apart, big boy!"
"Tell him what 'Wild Hunt' means!"
…
On the screen belonging to this 'Wild Hunter', barrages flowed like water.
There were even more similar barrages on Jason's screen.
Especially, when the Wild Hunter named 'Big Boy' began to rush towards Jason, the audience frantically tapped on the keyboard and began to vent their rising adrenaline.
Close!
Closer!
The 'big boy' has already run to the 'newcomer'.
Their breathing began to quicken.
Their faces were flushed.
They opened their eyes wide, trying not to let go of the slightest bit of anticipation.
Then--
puff!
Blood spurts out.
The head flew up.
"Well done..."
Many people who were staring at this scene began to shout loudly when the blood spattered, but their voices suddenly stopped as soon as they came out.
Because it was not the 'newcomer' who fell.
But, ‘big boy’!
what happened?
These 'audiences' sat there in a daze.
But just a few seconds later, hundreds of people started barraging again.
"Replay!"
"Replay quickly!"
"Cheating"
…
When similar remarks began to appear, the live video began to play back.
Everyone clearly saw what just happened in the slowed-down playback.
The 'big boy' opened his arms and pounced on the 'newcomer', just like in previous games. According to the experience of previous games, the 'big boy' would hug the 'newcomer' and then strangle the other person to death in his arms, or orgasm.
He raised it high above his head and hit the ground hard.
When a flesh and blood body collides with the hard concrete floor, the result will naturally be broken bones and tendons, or even death.
And this is also what all ‘audiences’ know about ‘big boys’.
Also looking forward to it.
But such a result did not happen.
The 'newcomer' easily dodged the 'big boy''s attack.
Then, the knife was swung out.
The ‘big boy’ has strong muscles, but it is still useless against the blade of a short-handled, wide-edged machete.
The sword flashed and Dou Da's head rolled to the ground.
All the 'audiences' looked at the disbelief on the ugly face of the 'big boy' in the replay footage, and were stunned in place.
There were similar expressions on their faces.
After the barrage on Jason's screen paused for about three seconds, there was a blowout.
"sharp!"
"This newcomer is extraordinary!"
"Are you kidding, a guy like this is called a 'newcomer'?"
"It must be some veteran pretending to be someone!"
“SB upstairs, I won’t read the official information!”
"Win!"
"I'm sure to win this time! I'm going to make a fortune!"
"Sure enough, if you are a newcomer, you have to stud!"
"Want to win? It's early!"
"Don't forget that he is still at the 'starting point'. Even if he scores 20 points, he has to leave the 'starting point' to be considered a victory."
"right!"
"The two 'Wild Hunters' behind will not let him go."
"Especially that 'wheelchair thinker' is not only powerful, but also extremely intelligent."
"That guy's layout ability is very powerful. In the previous 'small regional competitions', he relied on his layout again and again to win the final victory."
…
Shaking the blade, the stained blood fell down.
Jason looked at the 'Wild Hunter' who fell to the ground.
The opponent seemed to have strong muscles, but he had no skills at all, and his brain was not very smart. Although ordinary people would be frightened by the crazy feeling, in Jason's eyes, the opponent was a clumsy and lost his mind.
beast.
It's really not easy to deal with this.
However, Jason did not easily despise the opponents behind him for the first time.
To deal with any enemy, you must try your best!
This is what he learned in the 'city that never sleeps'.
Death is a pity.
But the most regrettable thing is that you kept your cards close to your chest until your death and did not play them out.
Jason has met many such people.
And him?
I definitely don't want to be such a person.
Not only useless, but also frustrated.
Of course, what made him more wary was the "world view" of this "dungeon world".
seem……
Extraordinary twist.
Jason thought as he walked along the corridor towards the next cage.
Click!
With the same metallic sound, the door of the cage opened.
But it's different from the previous rampage of the 'big boy'.
Although the door of the cage was opened, there was no movement inside.
Sitting in his wheelchair, the 'Wheelchair Thinker' pressed the hidden button on the wheelchair with a sneer on his face.
He could smell the smell of blood.
He also guessed what happened.
Every year, no!
Before every ‘game’ starts, there will always be someone ‘waiting’.
There are both newcomers and veterans.
And those guys who just want to "adjust their lives".
But no matter which one, most of the results will not be too wonderful.
Death is their last option.
But before that, you will experience unimaginable pain.
After all, some of the guys in "The Torturer" are really perverted.
And him?
He is different.
When he sits in this wheelchair, his IQ is online and he is always calm.
He can completely control the whole scene!
He wants more than just winning the preliminary round!
Semi-finals, district finals.
Even the finals!
He will all win!
Then……
He can be free!
As for what to do after freedom?
Naturally, he wants to kill all the guys he captured!
Just like before, electric shock and burning.
He wants those guys to try it one by one.
The 'wheelchair thinker' who was thinking in his heart was not slow in his movements. After he pressed on the wheelchair several times in succession, three metal spheres the size of table tennis balls rolled out from under the wheelchair.
Then, they stretched out their mechanical limbs and began to crawl out like spiders.
At the same time, a translucent screen appeared in the hands of the 'wheelchair thinker', allowing him to clearly see everything outside.
Closed door.
Dark corridor.
That fool's body.
It's really disgusting.
The 'Wheelchair Thinker' commented that he was not at all anxious about not finding the 'newcomer'. His three little babies were not just exploring the way.
His fingers tapped on the wheelchair several times again.
The infrared in the three metal path detectors started scanning.
But, still nothing!
This time, the ‘Wheelchair Thinker’ twisted his body.
Where are people?
Did you leave?
I didn't hear the door opening again?
still……
The ‘wheelchair thinker’ seems to have thought of something.
The 'new man' is behind him!
Although this idea was incredible, and the 'Wheelchair Thinker' didn't think Jason could hide it from his eyes and stand behind him, he still couldn't help but look back.
Hold your breath and concentrate.
Turned around sharply.
Nothing!
The ‘Wheelchair Thinker’ breathed a sigh of relief.
Scare yourself!
Just a newcomer!
It's not like those 'monster' guys in the finals, how could they have such ability?
The 'Wheelchair Thinker' thought like this and turned his head.
Suddenly, the tone stood up!
He looked at the tall, strong and masked 'newcomer' in front of him, and his eyes widened involuntarily.
"Wait, I..."
puff!
A knife passed by.
There is no difference from the previous ‘big boy’.
‘Wheelchair brainstormer’ solved.
Or to be precise, it's simpler than the 'big boys'.
At least the 'big boy' still needs some effort for Jason, but the 'wheelchair thinker' in front of him has no difference in physical fitness from ordinary people.
When the short-handled broad-bladed machete passes over the opponent's neck, it doesn't require any effort at all, just follow the flow.
As for the ‘wheelchair’ the other party relies on?
Jason glanced at it and walked out.
Unless it's a technology that transcends generations like the 'Sabi Stars', to him, it's just like an ordinary fire stick.
No!
Might as well burn a fire stick!
At the very least, a fire stick can also be used to make fire for cooking.
And this ‘wheelchair’ full of mechanisms?
It's just a decoration.
Jason walked out of the Wheelchair Mastermind's cell.
But there was a brief silence on Jason's screen.
This time, the audience did not clamor for replays, nor did they say cheating.
They have already felt the difference in this 'new person'.
"Isn't this 'newcomer' so lucky?"
"Good luck? Are you blind upstairs?"
"strength!"
"This newcomer is really powerful!"
"I won! I won for sure! I can buy a house and pay the down payment!"
"Luck! It must be luck!"
"Another new talent is truly powerful!"
"He will definitely educate this newcomer well!"
"Education? You will be educated!"
"You are the one who needs to be educated!"
…
A quarrel arose.
Different from the low self-esteem and cowardice in reality, who swallow their anger, dare not conflict with others, and dare not laugh at others for fear of being beaten, on the Internet, quarrels are too simple.
Two 'audiences' who disliked each other started to spray each other directly in Jason's live broadcast room.
They bid farewell to the subservience in reality, and here they become extraordinary, high-spirited, punching hard, and insulting each other wantonly.
It's as if God didn't give birth to me as a keyboard warrior. I'll spray the world forever like a long night. Come on!
It's like the top of the immortal world, proud of the world. As long as I have the keyboard, there will be heaven.
It's more like the key to the river coming from the sky, and the key to crossing the sky to control the world.
They broke through the world of mortals, killed all the immortals, and chopped off nine heavens with one click.
If there are no true immortals in the world, they are willing to hold the key and become immortals.
First there was the keyboard, then there was the sky, and they turned against the sky and killed the gods.
And soon, they attracted more people to join their camp.
Some people still remember what they were arguing about in the beginning.
But as time goes by, no one can remember it.
They only remember: spray!
Fuck each other!
Use vulgar words to say tigers and wolves!
Use Zu An's words to resist the theory of hunting horses!
When it’s exciting, it can be summed up in one word——
Gan!
The words are concise and concise, yet powerful.
But Jason couldn't see it, he just felt a little inexplicably hot.
Then he put all his attention on the last 'Wild Hunter'.
Even through the cell door, Jason could smell the strong smell of blood.
Similarly, the blood spurting from the corpses of the 'Big Boy' and the 'Wheelchair Concentrator' also attracted the disheveled 'Wild Hunter' who ate human heads.
He held the head that had been chewed out of bones and began to approach the cell door tentatively.
Little by little.
When he finally got close to the cell door.
Click!
The cell door opened.
The "Wild Hunter" named "Skull Collector" immediately retreated vigilantly.
After confirming that nothing happened, he moved forward again.
This scene attracted the ‘audience’ in front of the screen.
They took a break from teasing each other.
They began to pay attention to the picture in front of them.
They watched the 'head collector' walk out of the cell.
They saw the 'Skull Collector' and saw Jason.
Then, they saw the 'head collector' shouting in terror and began to retreat.
It looked as if he had encountered some terrifying, deadly existence.
"what happens?"
"Isn't this 'Head Collector' scared?"
"Be more confident upstairs and remove the question mark."
"But why?"
"Of course I feel the aura of the 'strong man'!"
"The 'new guy' I suppressed is the real strong one!"
…
There was another barrage, but soon, these barrages stopped.
Because, the 'head collector' who had retreated into his cell appeared again.
He climbed out carefully, looked at the body of the 'big boy' in the distance behind Jason, began to swallow, and then let out a low roar towards Jason.
That's intimidation.
It's like being among wild beasts.
The 'Skull Collector' regarded Jason as a more powerful 'kind'.
But Jason is not a beast.
He is a 'foodie'.
Although sometimes you have no choice but to eat hair and drink blood, you can still disinfect it.
As for chewing directly?
Or the same type of head?
“No table manners!”
Jason commented silently in his heart.
Therefore, when the 'Head Collector' couldn't control his bloodthirsty instinct and rushed towards Jason, Jason raised his hand and stabbed him.
Feeling such a blow, the body of the 'Head Collector' jumped forward immediately stopped, as if the inertia was eliminated, he stood still, and then quickly retreated.
He is going back to the cell again.
In his mind, the 'cell' is a nest.
The nest represents safety.
Although the 'Skull Collector' has no intelligence, his instinct tells him that he can do it.
until--
The light of the sword follows everything like a shadow.
‘Skull Collector’ quick.
Jason is faster.
With his heart beating like a war drum, Jason's figure passed by the 'Skull Collector'.
He stood behind him.
He turned his wrist and shook the blood on the blade.
The blood fell on the ground, showing a straight line of blood.
Just like the blood line on the neck of the 'Head Collector'.
