Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 3086: How Can You Say We Lied?

“We weren’t the ones who killed those people.”

Ning Shu: Motherf*ckin psycho…

“Why did you create such a cruel and inhumane survival game? You lied to everyone,” Ning Shu questioned coldly.

Gong Rong spread his hands. His fingers were long and slender. His nails were neatly rounded and even painted with nail polish.

However, the moment Ning Shu remembered he was a man, she felt a bit sick.

“How can you say we lied? The winner really would get a ten-million-yuan prize. The only catch is that they’ll have to enjoy it behind bars since they killed everyone else on the island just to have the full ten million for themselves.”

Ning Shu: …

“What’s the point of this?” Ning Shu asked. “You’re the ones who incited them to kill.”

“When did we ever incite anyone? Do you have any proof? Because we do. These are all pieces of evidence.” Gong Rong pointed his jade-like fingers at row upon row of screens. Then, he finally moved his finger to point at Ning Shu’s face.

“You were originally chosen to be the final winner, but Fu’er is still young—her plans were bound to have some holes.”

Gong Rong shook his head as he spoke.

The short-haired, icy Gong Fu said, “Sister, actually, if she ‘goes on the run with a guilty conscience,’ that wouldn’t be so bad, either.

“Even if she really does escape, everyone on the island is dead. That means all those deaths can be pinned on her. She’ll live the rest of her life as a rat who can never show her face. How is that any different from prison?”

Gong Rong patted Gong Fu’s head. “Fu’er, running the SR Conglomerate isn’t so simple. Don’t make a move unless you’re absolutely sure. If there’s an opportunity, you have to make sure your opponent can never recover.”

Then, he asked, “What have you learned from this simulation?”

“Everyone is trapped by one word, which is greed. Money is a blade. Everyone has a weakness,” Gong Fu said coldly. “Money is our weapon. Taking over the SR Conglomerate and growing it means sharpening that weapon.

“We can control others, especially those who are ignorant and greedy.”

Gong Rong curled his red lips into a smile. “But remember this: a weapon is always just a weapon.”

Ning Shu was so shocked, she started clapping.

The world of the rich was beyond her imagination. Their idea of education was even more unfathomable to her.

They had the power to change the lives of many other people with just a wave of their hands.

Moreover, this was just a simulation, an exercise, a game using money as bait.

Its objective was for Gong Fu to effectively make use of their money as well as exploit the weaknesses other people had.

Whether she left the island or not, the crime of murder was going to be pinned on her anyway.

This was deranged. She’d face either life imprisonment, the death penalty, or a lifetime on the run.

D*mn it. She wasn’t shouldering all that crap.

Sure enough, these people were a bunch of psychos.

Gong Rong turned to look at Ning Shu and sat down across from her. He rested his chin in one hand, looking alluring as ever. He pouted his red lips and asked, “What did you think of my sister’s orchestration?”

“Excellent. Going for the snake’s seven-inch weak spot, uprooting the tree at the root—your sister’s ruthless and cold-blooded,” Ning Shu replied.

Almost no one could resist the temptation of greed.

But that included Gong Rong and Gong Fu themselves.

They were so greedy, they wanted to control the entire world.

Ha. Yeah, right.

“I think so too. Then I can rest easy handing the SR Conglomerate over to Fu’er.”

Gong Rong’s plexion was snow-white and flawless.

He was even prettier than a woman.

Ning Shu coolly replied, “Haven’t you ever considered that if you’re dead, all your schemes are worthless?

“If the two of you die, won’t the SR Conglomerate fall apart?”

Gong Rong smiled faintly. “Of course not.”

Ning Shu also smiled. “But if the two of you die, someone out there will be overjoyed.”

On the screen, another number was marked with a bright red X.

“Another one’s dead,” Gong Rong remarked lightly.

Ning Shu’s eyebrows furrowed tightly. She said, “You two are seriously disgusting.”

They treated this whole thing like the slaughtering of chickens. They had the same kind of indifference as an animal butcher as if the loss of these people’s lives were as inevitable as the butchering of those animals.

“Did this person die by our hands? I don’t think so.” Gong Rong turned his hands over and examined them. “These hands are very clean.”