I Managed to Ditch My Single Status in a Survival Game - Chapter 121

The method Maria said is consistent with Du Yixin’s previous practice. It is to transfer all the keys to one person through a “safe method”.

At that time, the seventh-level players will be born, and the final selection will be over. The surviving players can return to reality without incident.

After saying this, the audience was silent for a second, and then sneered at the same time.

“Sister, wash your brain when it gets wet. Do you think it’s possible?”

“Hahahaha, I think it’s good. You all give me the keys, and when I reach the seventh level, I promise not to kill you.”

The players’ words are half-truths and half-truths. After hearing this unreliable proposal, he no longer concealed the greedy look in his eyes.

They are at least level five or above, and they originally belonged to the category of big brothers. If it were not for the final selection of human beings that have mixed the world, they are confident that they can become the final winner.

Although the woman dressed as a nun is at the sixth level, she has a problem with her brain. Coaxing them into their own copy also showed their real body.

Everyone knows that you can’t use abilities while expanding a copy. Even at level 6, now in their eyes, it is a little white rabbit that can be handled at will.

As if she had expected it, Maria did not react to the roar of laughter. Instead, he watched them calmly: “Who do you think can live to the end?”

Hearing this, the players gradually put away their smiles and glanced at each other.

Of course it’s me—everyone thinks so. In order to achieve this goal, we must kill all more than 30 people except myself.

Can it be done?

“I understand that some people will be tempted by demons and hope to become gods. But I believe that more of you want to leave alive to meet your lover, family, and friends.”

At this moment, Maria’s plain face is as sacred as a god: “It is indeed difficult to give up the power you have obtained. But for it, do you want to give up everything in the world.”

I don’t know anyone who said: “Speaking of so much, it’s not about asking us to give you the keys.”

The woman shook her head: “No, I will give the right to choose to the God of Destiny.” She picked up the thick book on the podium, “The seventh level is decided by lottery. To ensure fairness, I will not participate.”

Unfolding the thick book, the pages of the book rose out of thin air and flew into the hands of the players present.

Du Yixin’s hand was also stuffed with an incomprehensible text on it. But in a short while, the text will automatically change and become Chinese.

[I swear that I will participate in this draw with the thirty-two players present here.

The winner will receive the key and become a seventh-level god. Those who fail will hand over the keys and become ordinary people.

The winners guarantee that they will not harm the losers and return them to reality safely. 】

At the bottom, the names of thirty-two players were written, and Maria was not among them.

“If you have no objections, please sign.” The nun said, “After that, I will give my keys to the lucky ones chosen by the **** of fate.”

Righteousness is awe-inspiring, without the slightest bit of selfishness.

Du Yixin looked at the contract book in his hand: “Is this the resistance you are talking about?”

Ivan smiled bitterly: “Maria and I also came in to meet. She didn’t tell me the specific method, only that she could let everyone out alive.”

Of course, this is based on the absence of selfishness among all employees.

First of all, the nuns are strangers to them. Even if the words are high-sounding, there is no guarantee that they will not be disagreeable.

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with this contract. But this is a copy of the nun, and it’s easy to do things.

For example, under this text, there is another content hidden.

Players are still hesitating. They don’t want to give up the power they have worked so hard, and they don’t want to die at the last minute.

Leave the choice to destiny, and there is still a 1/32 chance of becoming a god. But is this really good.

When everyone hesitated to sign, they heard the sound of paper tearing, echoing in this narrow church.

Maria’s closed eyes opened slightly, following the prestige.

The young man dropped his hand: “Sorry, I don’t want to be so hasty.”

“This is the decision of the great God of Destiny.” Maria frowned slightly. “Or, do you have a better way to save everyone?”

“You are the’God of Destiny’?”

Hearing that, Maria clasped her hands tighter, as if she had been greatly insulted: “I’m just listening to God’s will.”

Du Yixin stepped forward and put the contract on the tabletop of the podium: “Then, you sign it too. Give your destiny to your god.”

The two looked at each other, as if there was an invisible spark between them.

Du Yixin took the lead to withdraw his gaze, and turned to face everyone: “I withdrew from this lottery. If you believe in this woman, then participate. I will wait and fight with the final winner.”

The words shook many players who were almost moved by the nun.

Maria sighed: “It seems that your heart has been darkened by the devil. In the end, you must use the most wicked means.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t let you stay here. All my companions here want to live. The devil who intends to kill his life, please leave.”

Du Yixin didn’t care if he left or not, his purpose was already very clear.

Whether the nun lied or not, in the end there would be only one capable person left in this church. Others are either fooled into death, or lose their keys and become ordinary people.

He will wait outside the copy, waiting for the last capable person to appear.

Without taking a few steps, a big bald man stood up and blocked his way: “Hold on.”

Du Yixin stopped and looked at the man.

“Since you want to continue this final selection, that’s a good idea.” A grinning smile appeared on the bald face. “It’s better to leave the key here.”

Seeing this scene, the other players were all startled.

At present, most of the players who survive to the end are level five, and this level is basically the lone ranger. Looking at this posture, there are now five or six people forming a small group.

If you, like the black-haired young man, refuse to participate in this lottery, will you be besieged at the same time?

Although they have confidence in their own abilities, it is tantamount to hitting a rock with a pebble against multiple fellows of the same level at the same time.

Headed by the bald head, forming an encircling circle approaching the center, an exclamation sounded.

“what!”

Everyone turned their heads, but saw Maria’s upper body fell on the podium with a dagger stuck in her back. And behind her stood the young man with white hair and blue eyes.

The pale to transparent skin was stained with blood.

Ivan slowly pulled out the dagger, and blood immediately gushed out uncontrollably. The nun stared at her with eyes wide open, and slid down the podium inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Everyone stood up, staring at the young man in surprise or alert.

What surprised them the most was not that Maria was killed, but that the person who took the shot was not a black-haired young man, but the young man who brought them here and was suspected of being a companion of Maria!

“Huh? What’s the matter.” Ivan looked inexplicable and looked at everyone, “I’m sorry, because I was deceived by her. I thought she really had a good way. In the end, I wanted to take away our power, so I got angry for a while— —”

“But, first come, first served.” He squinted his eyes, “I will accept the sixth-level key.”

The players realized the terrible nature of the matter.

Ivan originally had level six, and if he merged with level six keys, it would be even more difficult to defeat.

Now this small church is like a closed animal cage. The ancient Roman warriors were lured in, so that they had to face fierce and hungry beasts.

“It’s a misstep.” A player stood up. “At this time, we still need to take a long-term view and go first.”

He is the player with the fastest reaction and the quickest action. While the others were still at the same place, this person ran to the door in a blink of an eye, kicked the door open and rushed out.

But as soon as he stepped out of the fence, his body was cut off by invisible threads, and he fell to the ground. The blood soaked the soil, and the weeds shook the blades of grass happily, quickly growing quite tall.

Upon seeing this, the players who wanted to follow behind stopped one after another and froze in place.

The owner of the dungeon is dead, the scene should have collapsed, how could it be possible to kill.

Unless, either Maria is not dead; or, Maria is not the owner of this copy at all.

They turned their heads and looked at the white-haired boy who was still standing there, with the nun’s body lying under his feet.

Maria should be dead. Could it be that this is actually a copy of Ivan.

But why did you lie to them and killed Maria personally?

Ivan stepped over the corpse and walked down the steps: “It looks like we were all deceived.”

The bald head didn’t care to clean up Du Yixin, and asked, “What do you mean? Here is your copy!”

Ivan shook his head: “No, this is indeed a copy of Maria—or rather, I thought it was. It just seems that the owner of the copy is someone else.”

The development of the matter was a bit unexpected. Although Du Yixin had originally doubted the authenticity of Maria’s words, he did not expect that this person himself was a puppet.

So, who is the real owner of the copy? Where do you watch their reaction?

Du Yixin looked at the gray-haired boy. The other party noticed the line of sight and smiled slightly.

It should not be Ivan.

Although suspicious of the square trace, if it is a copy of this person, there is no need to kill Maria at all, and everyone is alert.

And the most important reason is that he was brought into the copy by Ivan. Even if it is a sixth-level player, it is impossible to maintain the appearance of a copy without leaving the copy.

Du Yixin looked at other people again. Eliminate yourself, Ivan, and the player who died, leaving thirty-three people.

Some people looked out the window, thinking about how to escape. Some people stared at Ivan, murderous. But more people stay alone in the corner, eyes full of distrust and doubt.

Wait, thirty-three?

Du Yixin squeezed out from the crowd surrounding him, ignored the verbal abuse behind him, and walked to the podium to pick up the contract.

The blood that the nun shed was stained with blood, and the content was not clear enough.

“Have you noticed, too.”

Du Yixin handed a clean contract in front of him, and when he looked up, it was Ivan.

“The text above is all blurred.”

As Ivan said, the writing on the paper is like wet ink rubbed across, and it is already a mass of black.

“In the beginning, it said 32 people.” Du Yixin said, “But adding the player who died just now, there are actually 36 people.”

In other words, there are four people whose names are not written on it.

What could be the reason for this.

Is the true copy master hidden among the four? But why are there four more.

“You guy, don’t do the show!” Bald finger Ivan, “You killed Maria, isn’t it just to rule out your suspicion.”

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