131 Sacrifice Corridor 35 || Complete the Sacrifice
When kindness and altruism become tools used by games, do you choose to maintain your original intention or follow the cold logic of the game?
"Are you guys leaving or not?" Zhou Xia looked at Yan Shuang and the others on the boat. "If you want to leave, get on board quickly. Stop dawdling."
"Wait for me! Hey, don't push! I'm not the one being sacrificed, let me out!" Wu Yaqi roared in the crowd.
"Let's go? Let's go?" Ye Jing'an looked at Yan Shuang undecidedly.
Yan Shuang grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a moment."
He frowned and closed his eyes.
Then he looked at Jing Ning and asked quickly, "It must be the door to get out of the game, right?"
Jing Ning was stunned for a moment, then said affirmatively: "Yes."
"The witch only said that we could leave by boarding the ship, but she never said we would leave the game. So she's been misleading us, making us mistakenly believe that as long as we board the ship, we can leave." Yan Shuang said quickly, "And the illusion we had last night made us even more convinced that as long as we sacrifice one person, the others will be safe."
"Those who want to leave must persuade others to sacrifice for them, but this actually means giving the other person the chance to survive. It becomes a form of survival in reverse."
"The witch has been playing word games with us?" Tian Yiyi said.
Jing Ning nodded, curled the corners of his mouth, and said in a cold tone, "Thanks to Yan Shuang's reminder, otherwise even I would have forgotten that I have to go out by the door."
Ye Jingan shuddered and glanced at the fortune teller out of the corner of his eye, "Isn't that a pirate ship? How sinister."
Everyone was speechless at this moment, and no one spoke for a while.
"Hahahahahaha." The witch narrowed her eyes, and her laughter emanated from beneath her mask, carrying an indescribable sinister tone. "Have you made your choice?"
Before anyone could answer, the witch's loud voice shouted, "Sail away."
Zhou Xia climbed to the stern and shouted anxiously: "Wait a minute!"
However, the witch ignored it.
The boat began to move, and their shadows were reflected on the dark waves.
"You were the first one to get on, what are you doing now?" Wu Yaqi finally squeezed onto the boat and just sat down, but Zhou Xia swayed her so much that she felt a little dizzy.
Time was running out, and Zhou Xia had no time to bother with the verbal battle. When he noticed that the veteran players were still standing there and had no intention of rushing to join the team, he knew he had made a wrong choice.
The boat slid forward, getting farther and farther away from the shore.
At this time, the two people on the boat who were slower in thinking also noticed something was wrong.
Wu Yaqi hurriedly ran to the stern, squeezed Zhou Xia aside, looked at the gradually shrinking crowd, and said incoherently, "What should we do? Are we going to die? I want to get off! Let me go!"
The small wooden boat did not stop because of her shouting.
Zhou Xia kicked the noisy, obstructive woman aside, and the boat swayed with their movements. He leaned over the bow, gazing at the bottomless river, clearly wondering what his chances of survival were if he jumped in.
When the witch said to set sail, Lin Haichen's reaction was as fast as lightning. He squeezed out of the crowd like an arrow before the witch finished speaking. However, he was still a step too slow. When he reached the shore, the boat had already left.
There was no time to waste. Zhou Xia took off his coat. He didn't know where he would go or where he would die if the boat went down. If he jumped into the river and swam to the shore, he might survive.
Wu Yaqi couldn't swim, so she had to choose between dying in the water and dying on the boat. Suddenly, she didn't know where she got the courage from, but in panic, she hugged Zhou Xia and cried, "You can't go down! How can you be so immoral!"
Zhou Xia looked at the disheveled woman at his feet, his eyes twitching slightly. He couldn't cut off his own retreat, otherwise he would really die in this game.
He squatted down, his eyes level with Wu Yaqi who was slumped on the ground, and gently stroked her hair with his hand.
"Don't be afraid." The voice was low. This gesture was so gentle that Wu Yaqi had the illusion that there was still hope.
But the next second, that soothing hand suddenly twisted. Its gentle palm suddenly tightened like an iron clamp, its five fingers gripping her fragile neck. The force was so ferocious that she couldn't even scream, only a choked sob escaped her throat. Veins bulged on the back of that hand, crushing any previous pity into cold murderous intent.
Air instantly became a luxury. Wu Yaqi's nails scratched bloody marks on the back of his hand, and his legs kicked weakly, like a fish out of water.
"Morality can only be used to discipline oneself, not others." He leaned over and threw her into the water. "Since you're in such a hurry, you should go in first."
The water gurgled and bubbled, and Wu Yaqi choked. The cold water stimulated her whole body, and she could only thrash around in it.
Zhou Xia stood at the bow of the boat, watching her slowly sink into the water. Nothing else appeared during this time, so he jumped in too.
The moment he jumped into the water, his expression suddenly changed. He paddled hard, but something at the bottom of the water got stuck on his ankle and kept pulling him down.
If the river water hadn't been so dark, he would have seen blood oozing out of Wu Yaqi's body.
The people on the shore watched the two people go into the water, splashing water. Soon the water surface returned to calm. The two people seemed to be swallowed up by the calm water and disappeared without a trace.
Zhou Xia's roommate was so scared that he retreated to the middle. Suddenly, the wooden boat began to catch fire. The fire covered the hull and swallowed him.
In a trance, a distant and ethereal voice appeared in his mind: The sacrifice is completed, welcome home.
It was not until then that the residents finally relaxed and returned to talking and laughing.
"What should we do now?" Ye Jing'an wiped his face, feeling a little scared. Fortunately, Yan Shuang stopped him just now, otherwise the outcome would not be any better.
"Make a wish." Jing Ning looked at the sky. The full moon in the sky was slowly approaching due south. "Hurry up, it's almost twelve o'clock."
They don't have much time left. Once it's past twelve o'clock, it means seven days have passed and everyone will be trapped here.
Without giving it much thought, the entire team completely trusted her. They all closed their eyes and began to express their wishes to the witch.
When they opened their eyes again, they were already in the temple, and the female Rakshasa statue had turned into a real woman.
She sat there with her eyes closed, exactly the same as what Yan Shuang saw in the illusion.
And just opposite her, what was originally a wall has now turned into a black door.
Lin Haichen pushed open the door, the white light became brighter and brighter, and he pulled Ye Jingan in.
Tian Yiyi looked back, leaving only a lonely back.
Yan Shuang didn't rush, but bowed in front of the woman and said, "I'm sorry, and thank you."
I feel sorry for scolding him before, and I am grateful that he was able to completely resolve his previous knot in this game.
Then he looked at Jingning, squinted his eyes and smiled, and they returned to reality together.
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