Chapter 26 Let's Go to Hell Together

Faced with such a terrifying survival game, it's great to be able to hold on and not collapse. Being afraid is the most normal reaction.

Jiuyi doesn't need to blame himself for this.

Zhen Jinli thought about it and decided to give Chen Jing some psychological comfort and spiritual support.

"Well, actually, I got the card item from the Lady Luck in the Silver Survival Game."

"Then I changed the activation slogan of the goddess of luck. I'm telling you, it should be useful."

Before Shen Jing could react, Zhen Jinli had already closed her eyes, clasped her hands together devoutly, and murmured like a nun praying.

"Lady Luck will surely bless us."

I don’t know why, but after hearing Zhen Jinli’s words, the gloom in my heart suddenly disappeared.

He stared at Zhen Jinli without blinking, with a smile on his lips, as if he really saw the goddess of luck standing in front of him.

***

At the same time, in another game.

Not every silver-level survival game is lucky enough to encounter a high-level player who can lead the entire dungeon.

Among the game players, there are naturally many capitalists and the notorious Zhou Paopi.

When they entered the silver-level game with the migrant workers who were exploited by him on a daily basis, the workers tacitly excluded the boss.

"You, you can't do this to me"

Boss Zhou was panicked. In the past, it was these migrant workers who begged him to settle their wages, but now it was his turn to beg them to take him to play games.

This was something he had never thought of before.

In the end, Boss Zhou was so angry that he yelled and threatened.

"If you let me die in this game, forget about your wages!"

No one listened to his threats. Now life was more important than money. Moreover, as long as they left the game, they could earn the money back sooner or later.

If you lose your life, you lose everything.

No one was willing to give their life to Boss Zhou, who embezzled the hard-earned money of migrant workers. All players were indifferent to his threats, and Boss Zhou was completely ignored.

The players just tacitly followed the method of passing the level sorted out by Zhen Jinli and others, helped each other, and after collecting enough stamps required for the pass, let the women and children go first.

Then, they let the young people go first, let the public officials, teachers and doctors go first.

Just don’t give Boss Zhou a chance to leave.

In the end, everyone who could leave had left, and Boss Zhou finally gave up hope.

Cheng Jun looked at Boss Zhou's gloomy face, quietly found him at midnight, and told him.

"Actually, I still have a pass here, but it will expire at twelve o'clock."

"It's half past eleven now. This is your last chance to survive. Transfer all your money to me and I'll give you the pass."

Boss Zhou looked at Cheng Jun suspiciously and asked, "Would you be so kind as to help me?"

Cheng Jun smiled and said, "Believe it or not, I'm in the late stage of pneumoconiosis. It's incurable anyway. I might as well use my life to make some money for my wife and children."

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, Boss Zhou gritted his teeth and transferred all his money to Cheng Jun.

After transferring the money, he stretched out his hand and asked Cheng Jun, "Where's the pass?"

Cheng Jun took out a pass from his pocket and handed it to Boss Zhou. There were only two or three stamps on it.

"You fucking lied to me?!" Boss Zhou was instantly furious.

Cheng Jun had already transferred the money to his coworkers and his wife. He sneered, not sure whether he was laughing at Boss Zhou's stupidity or his naiveté.

"Boss Zhou, you were the first to use the IOU to defraud us of our hard-earned money. I was just returning the favor."

"you"

Knowing that now was not the time to lose his temper or complain, Boss Zhou lowered his voice and finally pleaded earnestly.

"I know you have enough people. As long as you send me out tomorrow, I promise to help you take good care of your family."

Cheng Jun said "Oh" and asked, "What guarantee can you give, Boss Zhou?"

Boss Zhou was speechless for a moment.

Yes, what guarantee can he give?

In the minds of migrant workers, his credit has been bankrupt.

Cheng Jun looked at Boss Zhou, who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, leisurely, and showed a devilish smile.

"Stop struggling, Boss Zhou. Come to hell with me."

***

At this time, the situation in Western countries such as Country A is not optimistic.

After comparing information on the Internet, players from Country A were surprised to find that players from Country C only had three days of food supplies in the silver-level survival game.

In other countries, food is provided throughout the game.

This seems to be a deliberate setting in order to increase the difficulty of the game for players in Country C.

Ultimately, it’s because some players from Country A always like to use violence to coerce others.

Even after they had checked and ruled out the skull pattern, they were still worried that they might have missed something.

So those powerful players with weapons simply threatened other players with force to help them collect stamps, and then they left with the passes.

If you obey coercion, you will die; if you refuse to be coerced, you will also die. Many people are definitely unwilling to accept this and want to struggle.

In the process of coercion and being coerced, bloody conflicts are inevitable, causing unnecessary sacrifices to the players.

This is why there are so few players from Country A who successfully clear the silver-level game in the beginning.

In the end, some player from Country A accidentally discovered a bug in the game, which was that if you played the same game 36 times, you would have enough stamps and could leave the game.

This is simply like a loophole deliberately added to the game to reduce the difficulty of the game for players like those in Country A.

Just to increase their extremely difficult game completion rate to at least a passable level.

After seeing this news on foreign websites, netizens in Country C laughed so hard that their stomachs almost hurt.

Western countries such as Country A naturally couldn't help but feel resentful and angry at the different treatment given to them by the silver-level game difficulty.

They felt that they had lost face and support among the people, so they began to divert public attention and various media outlets reported on the smear campaign against Country C.

The media in Western countries began to distort the facts, saying that players in Country C played games cunningly, which was why their survival rate in survival games was so high.

They even spread rumors that the survival game was a dark technology developed by Country C specifically for the rise of their own country.

Otherwise, how do we explain why the death rate of players from Country C in survival games is so low, while that of players from their country is so high?

The comments from netizens on Weibo are more interesting than each other.

"Haha, they themselves can't unite to clear the game, but instead they blame others for being too united and being cunning. What kind of perverse logic is this?"

"If this game was really developed by Country C, would we proactively increase the difficulty for ourselves and lower it for players from other countries? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"I understand. They can't beat us, so they spread rumors and slander us."

(End of this chapter)