Xie Antong pondered for a long ti, feeling her judgnt was mostly correct. Lu Ce's previous Gluttony must have forced that bearded man into making a reluctant choice.
What was the real reason behind this ga update?
Bringing in veteran players to target "Sin," or rather targeting the current top players—wasn't this precisely because "Sin" had repeatedly broken the normal ga rules by choosing to target the Divine ssenger?
So besides adjusting the rules for players, wouldn't there also be so adjustnts on the Divine ssenger's side?
This probably... definitely would happen!
She just didn't understand the specific details.
Thinking this, she directly turned around, leaving the All-Seeing Eye to monitor Lu Ce's situation while she walked over to the torture devices in her room.
What this ga lacked most was ti!
Each person's life was their own countdown tir—the most precious thing in this ga.
Everyone gambling at the table wasn't wagering money, but their own lives.
To put it bluntly, this ga so far only had two strategies.
One was to completely believe what the bearded man said—following the standard that only one person could successfully atone—which ant finding a way to survive until the end.
That ant pressing the red button as quickly as possible every ti it was your turn.
But judging from Sawing Hell's situation, that Random Guy A only got the red and gray buttons after being slightly sawed in the crotch.
aning it was unlikely to keep pressing the red button without taking any damage.
The other thod was to not fully trust the bearded man's specific claims, believing there must be sothing wrong with the Hell Mode ga.
So, choosing to press the gray button to see what effects it actually had.
However, people making this choice needed to have sufficient confidence in their own strength and harbor so malice toward both the ga and that Divine ssenger.
After all, pressing that gray button might subject you to stronger punishnts—in extre cases, like that Cattle Pit Hell where you could die instantly.
That would be like going all-in at the gambling table and getting yourself killed.
Currently, the people who would still firmly choose that gray button, in her judgnt, should be "Sin" and "Perfect Life."
That Xu Long from Dragon Group might also make such a choice.
The problem now was, based on current observations, if others choose the red button while you choose the gray button.
You would definitely be at a disadvantage!
Because your chips were rapidly decreasing. (Because you suffered cruel punishnts, life decreased)
While those choosing the red button had their chips decrease very little, or hardly at all. (Not facing much life threat)
So, whether you wanted to harm others to make them die first, or felt your strength wasn't sufficient, you should choose red first.
But in this situation, both the ga and that Bearded Divine ssenger were intentionally or unintentionally trying to prevent you from pressing that gray button!
A choice they clearly knew wasn't good, yet they didn't want everyone to choose it?
There must be a big problem!
Either it could overturn all players' choices in the ga, or it would cause damage to the Divine ssenger itself.
After Xie Antong ticulously unraveled the logic in her mind, she casually glanced at another screen.
Since soone had just died, the person in that room used every trick possible from the ga's start to avoid punishnt.
Then when the button appeared, they decisively pressed red.
Subsequently, their screen disappeared, and another player's footage appeared before everyone.
Xie Antong narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression sowhat grave.
Ti no longer allowed her to waste it casually. She quickly walked to various corners of the room, gathering those scattered torture devices together.
People watching her screen were also sowhat confused.
Then, under everyone's gaze, Xie Antong took the torture devices in her hands and began comparing them to her own body.
It seed like she was examining what shape these things would take if used to restrain herself.
After comparing a couple tis, the corners of her mouth gradually turned upward as she muttered to herself:
"Looks like my luck isn't bad."
"This is a relatively easier room to delay in."
Saying this, she held those things in her hands as if playing with assembly toys, comparing and assembling them, tying them together!
......
Currently, everyone had two screens in front of them, watching the people on them.
"Sin" over there seed to have gone completely mad, frantically pressing the gray button while staying stuck in place, being violently pumled by a bunch of pillars.
anwhile, the other screen, after several rounds of changes, finally opened to show that guy when it was his turn.
Perfect Life.
Looking at the room he was in, everyone's first reaction was sowhat stunned.
No other reason—this room's setup was the strangest and appeared to have the highest design difficulty.
It didn't look like a room, but rather just a space containing several massive rollers.
And the room's walls, floor, and ceiling also seed like the sides of other rollers, curved with arcs.
Moreover, all the rollers were densely covered with steel blades! Glinting with cold, nacing light.
There was simply no place for anyone to stand inside. Perfect Life was quietly hanging in the narrow space, pinching both sides of a blade with just two fingers.
Even the slightest movent of his body would make him bump into nearby steel blades! The visual impact was sufficiently powerful.
Yet he relied solely on the strength of those two fingers to maintain his body at a safe angle, completely motionless.
As his room's video went public, his eyes slowly opened.
The room began shaking, but his golden pupils didn't look elsewhere—instead, they imdiately focused on the screen showing "Sin's" room!
His body started swaying, easily brushing against nearby sharp blades, but he looked completely unconcerned as he spoke:
"You... weren't you crazy?"
"How co you can still press that gray button every ti..."
As his words fell, all the rollers covered with sharp blades in the entire room began rotating!
The whole room beca like the interior of a at grinder, trapping Perfect Life within!
Yet at this mont, he didn't hesitate either.
After glancing at "Sin," he began maneuvering nimbly across the blade tips, rushing toward his button.
—Gray!
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