Infinite Secret House 41 Deal, Deal
The tenth floor of the talent show building was finally rescued by the production team before it was completely reduced to ruins.
A group of strange monsters rushed into the tenth floor and stopped the players one by one.
When they were finally cleaning up the battlefield, they quietly kicked a monster out of a room. The monsters on the show only noticed their unconscious companion when they cleaned up here.
"Damn it! These players are so abominable!"
"I was just saying that the head of the logistics department kept complaining about his employees disappearing! Turns out they were beaten up by the players!"
"Luckily, Xia Shi was smart. He saw the situation was bad and hid himself. Then he sneaked back to find us. Otherwise, tsk tsk."
"No! If we leave this time, they'll start fighting again. Every generation of players is a problem, but this one is especially bad. We have to find a solution."
"What method?"
"How about live streaming all day? Let the audience supervise these players."
"That's a good suggestion. Even if players kill each other, it won't have anything to do with us, and the audience can't blame us."
"Okay! I'll go apply right away!"
…
"The monsters are gone."
Someone's voice was heard in the rather drafty dormitory.
Some players who were forced back to the dormitory began to show signs of restlessness again.
The doors were smashed, the windows were broken, and the walls were riddled with holes.
From one dormitory, you can directly see the situation in four or five dormitories next door.
It is equivalent to twenty or thirty players facing each other. As long as one person moves, even if it is just a change of posture, it can make the others nervous.
The only group that was not affected was the Homecoming Association. They hardly participated in the melee and had a lot of things with them. Even if they were implicated, they would retaliate on the spot.
The remaining 22 of them occupied four intact dormitories. Once the doors were closed, they were cut off from all sight of other players.
"Heh, we're killing each other here, only wasting our own tools and lives. Look at the Homecoming Party, how pragmatic and energy-saving they are."
A player with an evil look suddenly spoke, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Everyone, if you keep fighting, you'll be sending the Homecoming Club to debut. You don't want to give up your chance to clear the level, do you?"
His words obviously caused some players to think, and several people immediately called for a truce.
The man continued slowly, "Actually, we're one. We're all contestants, meat on the production team's chopping block. They can slice and dice us any way they want. That rubber man, not satisfied with our death toll, just said he'd change the venue. He came here solely to get us killed... The production team is our biggest enemy."
"Didn't you notice? Before the production crew arrived, several people from the Homecoming Club escorted someone they hadn't seen before off the tenth floor."
"What do you mean by that?" someone suddenly interrupted.
The man finally stopped speaking in a stand-up comedy. He looked at the questioner and said with a smile, "That must be a production staff member. The Homecoming Club escorted him to report the crime, which is why the production staff arrived so quickly. The Homecoming Club instigated a production staff member to defect, which means they have a greater survival advantage in the upcoming competition! They've already reached the next level, while we're still fighting among ourselves."
This immediately caused dissatisfaction among several players.
Qian Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the expressions of the players. Seeing that there were still a few who were not convinced by his words, they rolled their eyes and tried to calm down.
Oh, why are they pretending to be so noble? Haven’t they ever thought about it?
The ones above are the simplest in terms of brains, and they are also the ones with the highest combat power among this group of individual players. There is no way, their limbs have evolved, but their brains have degenerated.
However, what I want is the support of these brainless people.
Most people are still in a wait-and-see state, probably because they don't want to put in any effort but still want to get some benefits.
Qian Yuan cleared his throat and continued, "If the Homecoming Association and the production team join forces, our situation will be even more dangerous. No matter how many props you have, can they outstrip the Homecoming Association? No matter how lucky you are, can they outsmart the production team's targeting? Think about it, friends, we're being attacked from both sides."
A man, his face flushed with anger, patted the bed frame that was about to fall apart and said, "Then let's kick the Homecoming Club people out first!"
Qian Yuan thought that he was indeed brainless and said, "Of the thirty of us, the remaining twenty-two are from the Homecoming Association! How are we going to fight?"
"So what do you say we should do?"
Qian Yuan said leisurely, "All we need to do is cut off the connection between the Homecoming Association and the program team. The employee who was instigated by the Homecoming Association needed several people to escort him away. His skills are definitely not as good as those monsters. If we have more people, we can kill that employee and frame the Homecoming Association. This will cause a rift between the Homecoming Association and the program team. It would be best if they could fight each other. If that doesn't work, we can also sow discord between them. The program team won't easily give the Homecoming Association a backdoor, and the Homecoming Association won't easily believe the program team's words. That's our chance."
…
Xia Shi sneezed, found a piece of cloth to cover his mouth and nose, and continued to move the gray prop box.
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Before the second stage performance, the doors of the sponsoring stores welcomed a new wave of customers.
But compared to the first game, there are still a lot fewer monsters.
Most of those who were missing were because they supported the eliminated contestants, and were implicated and had their remaining lives deducted, and were eliminated together with them.
For the remaining wave, the number of contestants who supported the winners exceeded the number of eliminated contestants, but the number of winners was not large, and the number of votes they had was barely enough to last until the end of the draft, and they could no longer buy more votes.
Those who had enough money to buy another wave of ballots rushed to buy them when they were the cheapest, and the battle ended quickly.
The sponsored store was temporarily deserted in front of the store.
A figure appeared at the shop at the end of the street and asked directly as soon as he entered the door: "How many ballots do you have left in your store?"
The shopkeeper thought the ballot papers were going to fall on his hands, so he hurriedly said, "There are still 130 left. If you want them all, I'll give you 10,000 lives."
Xie Yunsui waved his hand and said, "I'll take them all. Give me the ticket first. Make as many drinks as you want. I'll come get them when I'm free."
"Great!" The shopkeeper was very happy and thought he was lucky.
Then I saw this person walk into the next door and use the same phrase: "How many ballots do you have left in your store?"
The monsters were distributed across a wide area, taking over an entire Monster Street, and taking root under each large screen.
When everyone was studying the code name of the candidate written on the ballot, they suddenly noticed a person who was going around every store.
“How many ballots are left in the store?”
"I want them all!"
…
No, why did he go to every store and ask for everything?
Where does he get so much life time?
Soon, the man had a thick stack of ballots in his hand, enough to vote evenly for the remaining candidates for a hundred rounds!
The monsters were very envious, especially those who had few votes and even fewer lives.
The ugly monster who had previously dealt with Xie Yunsui saw this and his eyes lit up instantly. He walked over and asked, "Why are you buying so many votes?"
Xie Yunsui was just worrying about not having a chance to show off when he saw a monster approaching. He quickly said in a voice that wasn't too loud, but definitely loud enough for nearby monsters to hear, "I have inside information. A contestant has been chosen to win this draft. I plan to invest all my life and time into it and make a killing!"
"Inside information?" The monsters were confused: "What is inside information?"
Although it is a talent show copy, these monsters obviously have no idea about the fancy operations of human talent shows.
Xie Yunsui: "Oh, how should I put it? This is hard to say. I just came out of the audition building. I promised the people inside not to tell anyone."
The monsters had a vague idea of "inside information" in their small minds.
Oh, the monster in the draft building told him that!
Isn’t the monster in the talent show building the production team?
Did the program team reveal to him who the winner was?
Huh? The auditions haven't ended yet! How come the winner has already been confirmed?!
A huge monster crawled over and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"
A bird monster stomped its claws above the giant monster's head and asked, "How do you prove your acquaintance with the people in the draft building?"
Xie Yunsui curled his lips and said, "No problem. Wait a minute, the production team will start the all-day live broadcast for all players."
As he finished speaking, the big screen flickered for a moment, and the familiar rubber figure replaced the highlights of the players' stage performances. He tapped the microphone and began, "We've received many messages from viewers (actually 0) asking for a glimpse into the players' private moments. So, the production team has decided to start live streaming all day, allowing the players to interact more closely with everyone."
"After the first match, the players weren't in great shape, so the usual player meet-and-greet will be held after the second match. Please look forward to tomorrow's stage performance."
After saying that, the figure of the rubber man flashed, and the big screen split open the live broadcast of the players.
Each player has a mini live broadcast device next to them, which keeps track of them at all times.
Several players were quite alert and vigilant when facing this instrument, and some even fought with it, shouting for it to get out.
There was a moment of silence around Xie Yunsui, and then he became restless.
“It’s really live!”
"Everything you said is true!" The bird monster stomped its feet on the big monster's head. "Who did they choose to win? How could they just pick a single contestant to win?"
The big monster, with dozens of wrinkles on his forehead from being stepped on, said, "This is wrong. The production team is cheating us out of our lives!"
Xie Yunsui put on a fake performance: "What do you know? I won't talk to you anymore. I wanted to help you get rich, but go away. Don't bother me making money."
Seeing that he was about to leave, the big monster hurriedly tied him up and said, "Don't leave. Explain yourself clearly."
Xie Yunsui struggled twice but couldn't break free. He sighed and said, "Alright, I told you not to leak it. They're trying to push contestant No. 077 to win the championship. Haven't you noticed? Contestant No. 077 has the most lifespans. They definitely don't want to let No. 077 lose..."
Xie Yunsui said a lot of things that seemed to make sense but actually made no sense at all, and successfully fooled a group of monsters around him.
And let these monsters turn their attention to No. 077.
Those ugly little monsters covered their eyes and cried, "The production team is so mean. We voted for others. We will definitely die in the next round."
Xie Yunsui: "Don't be afraid, I have a ticket. I can sell it to you very cheaply, but you can only fill in contestant number 077."
The ugly little monster nodded with tears in his eyes: "Yeah, we will definitely fill in 077!"
The other monsters responded, "We don't have any votes left either. Please sell them to us at a lower price."
All the tickets in those stores were bought, and the monsters couldn't buy any more tickets even if they wanted to, so they could only trade votes with Xie Yunsui.
The monsters nearby looked and wondered, "Hey, why is this person selling the votes so cheaply?"
I want to buy it too!
Two hours later, the farthest monster on Monster Street was woken up by someone saying, "Stop looking! Go grab the ballots! There's a monster over there wearing human skin that looks like the contestant. They're selling ballots for a good price! They're half the price of what you get in the store!"
The trading here is in full swing, and the little bees in the secret room are getting anxious and angry when they see the crazy drop in the price.
Lan Xi couldn't stay in the secret house forever, so he left after making a decision. Before leaving, he pointed out a clear path for it. If Xie Yunsui's life fell too badly, then the secret house would be spread to more copies.
Don’t let go of the players, nor the monster NPCs in the dungeon!
As long as the transaction is successful, all the germplasm resources in the warehouse except the ones collected by Xie Yunsui can be sold!
Trade, trade, trade like crazy.
Every transaction turns into a ray of energy and flows into the Wanjie Shop disguised as a secret house.
Energy like silk threads converges from all directions to a certain point in the world of destruction.
Outside the star city, outside the copy, outside all planets.
In the pitch-black world of destruction, balls of energy surged, just like a sleeping person turning over.
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