I Contracted Myself

All the testers present knew that the contents of the cup in her hand were most likely poisonous.

Therefore, no one would foolishly exchange with her, and her only chance to force an exchange had already been used on Jasmine, and she could no longer exchange.

After a while, everyone finished their drinks and only the woman was left.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then a cold air rushed from the soles of her feet to Tianling Gai. Everyone else was fine. Doesn't that mean that she was poisoned wine?

Everyone present looked at the woman quietly, as if waiting for her to finish her drink and die.

But she doesn't want to die! ! !

what to do? what to do? what to do?

For a moment, the woman was completely desperate, but others thought of one thing. They did not necessarily have to go against Wuming. ‎​​‎​‏‎‏​‎‏​‏‏‏Just like Jasmine, You can join the nameless camp, which may give you a higher chance of survival.

Immediately afterwards, many people who thought about this were stunned and realized that this was probably the reason why Wuming did this. If everyone regarded Wuming as an opponent, Wuming would also be under a lot of pressure, so he killed the chicken to scare the monkeys and treated the woman Let the people present understand that if you go against him, you will probably die, but if you cooperate with him, you will not necessarily die.

"This grasp of people's hearts is worthy of being nameless." Many people sighed.

The audience outside the court also realized Wuming's purpose of doing this. It may not be easy for people to react in the game, but as outsiders, many spectators have a clear understanding of the situation and naturally understand what Wuming wants to do.

It can only be said that Wuming is worthy of being Wuming. He has easily solved the problem of the testers being hostile to him and even won over many potential collaborators.

At this time, the woman's seat gradually turned black. The woman immediately stood up hysterically and shouted: "I don't accept it. What the hell is this rule? I don't accept it..."

After shouting, blackness spread all over her body, and she died in an instant.

Everyone present was slightly relieved. Fortunately, the punishment did not spread to everyone, but the next level would be difficult.

In an instant, the tables and chairs disappeared one after another. Some of the testers who were not good at body control immediately sat down on the ground, while those who were good at physical skills kept their sitting postures and then stood up.

Wuming looked at the testers around him and said with a smile: "I hope this time it will be simpler." "For you, everything is in simple mode." Some testers secretly complained in their hearts.

Suddenly, 97 guns fell from the sky, and those present immediately realized what this test was about.

Rules: Each trialist can choose a gun. After choosing, he can shoot himself or choose a trialist to shoot.

"..."

Wuming picked up the gun and looked at the testers around him.

This level is a bit too much. If the whole world is the enemy, everyone can choose to shoot at a target until the opponent is killed.

Sure enough, the next moment a burly man picked up the gun, pointed it at Wuming and pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, the gun he picked up had no bullets.

Then many people reacted one after another, picked up their guns and pointed them at others.

It’s so hard to shoot yourself.

But it is not difficult to shoot others.

Everyone shot at each other, and a moment later a gunshot rang out, and a dwarf was killed instantly with a headshot.

Many people were stunned. They did not expect this result. Wuming did not choose a gun with bullets this time, which showed that Wuming's luck may not be particularly high.

As long as Wuming is not threatened, maybe the whole test is normal.

"I hate killing people."

Wuming pointed the gun in his hand at himself, clicked it, and then threw the gun on the ground.

Many people immediately understood that because Wuming didn't want to kill anyone, Wuming didn't pick up the gun with bullets.

Of course, some people sneered at this statement, saying that they were just unlucky if they didn't get selected, making whatever excuses they could.

Those who shot at Wuming all had a sense of luck, and some even believed that as long as they killed Wuming, they would survive until the end.

Some people decide to take refuge in Wuming, and naturally some people decide to fight against Wuming to the end.

Wuming had no objection to this. After all, the trial levels were cruel and everyone just wanted to survive.

After a moment, a huge turntable appeared with only a very narrow black area on it. Everyone had to throw darts, and whoever threw the darts into the black area would die.

This turntable rotates quickly and has only two areas.

There is a huge white area and a narrow black area. Most people can throw into the white area. Once someone throws into the black area, the game will be over directly, and the people behind will not have to throw anymore.

After understanding the rules, everyone wants to be the last thrower, so that if the person in front dies first, they don't have to die.

"Wu Ming, aren't you very lucky? You vote first!" said a burly man.

Many people immediately stood together with the burly man, all looking at Wuming with evil eyes. If it was just one person, they might not be able to withstand Wuming's pressure, but when there were more people, they didn't care who Wuming was.

Wuming smiled and nodded, picked up a dart and threw it, and the dart instantly landed in the white area.

He shrugged and said, "Sorry, I'm not ready to die. How about you guys come too?"

"Hmph, if you don't want to break off your hands and friendship next time, you ‎​​‎​‏‎‏​‎‏​‏‏‏We'll come one by one!" Seeing Wuming throw it into the white area, the burly man immediately threatened the people on Wuming's side. .

Wuming stepped forward and asked, "You don't think you can beat me just because you are big, do you? Or do you think you can beat me just because you have more people?"

"But it doesn't matter, we'll throw our own darts, and when we're done, it'll be their turn." Wuming suddenly changed the subject and said to Moli'er and the others.

This group of people did not walk with the burly man, and it was obvious that they were either centrists or supported him.

Moli'er nodded, stepped forward to pick up the dart, closed her eyes and threw it out, and in a blink of an eye, the dart landed in the white area, and the people on the burly man's side all looked disappointed.

Then, the people on Wuming's side threw one by one, all in the white area, and the pressure immediately came to the burly man's side.

Wuming then said faintly, "It seems that the later you throw the dart, the more advantageous it is, but in fact, don't you find that the space in the white area is actually very limited, and there will definitely be someone who can't throw it in the white area.

Throwing now will most likely be in the white area, and when the white area is full later... hehe."

"Hiss!"

The others immediately took a breath of cold air.

They immediately thought of the circle in the first level, where one person just couldn't get in.

This white area, which looked large, was only big enough for 95 people to throw darts, and the remaining person could only fall into the black area.

After realizing this, the remaining trialists rushed to grab the darts and competed to throw them.