Is it wrong to live stream the death game in the daily fan?

"Before I swore that if you failed, I would go in and pull you back and beat you up, but now they don't give me a chance at all." Rarely, there was a gloomy look in Hiratsuka Jing's eyes: "Leave a message Whether it’s good or swearing, they didn’t give me the right to compete for the second time...Is it because I’m not the victor who survived to the end?”

"I'm still a little worried, if the program team invites Yangno and the others..." After a long silence, Hiratsuka Shizuku smiled helplessly: "Oh, forget it, you guys can't hear it anyway. "

"I will continue to find a way, you three q little guys just wait."

Hikigani Komachi's desperate cry flashed in his mind, Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice paused, and then he murmured inaudibly: "Otherwise, the crime would be serious."

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"How are you?

In the world of Danganlunpa, Munekata Kyosuke looked gloomyly at the people gathered in the conference room again.

"No way, this lottery is a lie!" Ando Liuge said angrily: "It is said to be a free collection of different world desserts, but they have already shared it with more than 100 people, but they can't get it at all!"

"I, I didn't get it..." Jicun Jingzi said weakly, she didn't have any friends in the first place, and this kind of activity that needs to be shared with other people to draw a lottery is simply a nightmare for him.

And other people in the future agency also shook their heads, saying that they didn't win.

Compared with other worlds, the world of Danganronpa has a remarkable feature, that is, people in this world have a deep understanding of the horror of Enoshima shield, so most people choose Enoshima shield as the last choice. the winner.

Many people guessed right, but basically no one won the so-called prize.

Because there is no way to draw a lottery.

It is said that every time you receive a red envelope, you have the opportunity to directly collect 100% of the progress, but those things, whether it is red envelopes, gold and silver ingots or gems, can always only give out the minimum percentage.

And the last 1% progress is like Zeno's tortoise, which can be subdivided infinitely.

In desperation, Munekata Kyousuke had no choice but to raise his head and look at the people on the other side of the conference room: "Naegi, how are you doing?"

"Uh, my side..." Makoto Naogi smiled awkwardly when asked: "When I opened the first red envelope, it showed that my red envelope was stolen by a mouse, so the lottery failed …”

"Heh, is it super-high school-level luck?" Hearing that Sapling City didn't even make up the initial percentage, Nikuo Thirteen sneered disdainfully: "It's actually able to offer a red envelope that is lower than 1% , I think you are not lucky at the super high school level but unlucky at the super high school level!"

"Oh, actually, I also think that your Excellency is more suitable for the title of super high school-level idiot than super high-school-level boxer."

Celestia's non-smiling taunts unsurprisingly provoked Nizo Shisan to be furious on the spot, and even wanted to rush over directly, but in the end she endured it under the stop of Munekata Kyousuke and the threat of Okami Sakura.

"The prize that Miao Mu draws is a ticket to participate in the game. Although participating in this program can indeed get a lot of rewards, but at the same time you may lose your life." Kyoko Kirisaki said coldly: "With his character, if he gets If you get this thing, you will definitely take risks, so compared to winning the prize successfully, it is his good luck not to draw it."

"Well, maybe that's the case... Anyway, as long as Enoshima Dunko doesn't make trouble."

Munekata Kyousuke sighed helplessly, and finally looked at the list of winners next to the lottery page and frowned again.

There is only one winner in the entire list, and only one online name called "Hope Saigao" is displayed.

"This guy... who the hell is it?"

On the other side of the world, a white-haired boy in a white-green coat raised a pitch-black invitation to the sky.

"Lucky draw or something, haha, I didn't expect it to be such a rewarding method for people like me." The young man said happily: "Is this the reward for being locked up in a basement without internet for a few weeks before?"

"I always feel like a lot of things happened during this period, but I didn't see any of them. Is this lucky? Hahaha~"

Chapter 271 Contestant: I am ↑ ready

In the world of Gintama, the atmosphere of Kabukicho became heavy again after a long absence.

Since Gintoki and Shinpachi were involved in the death game last time, Okita Sougo of the Shinsengumi was also brutally murdered, and unfortunately he did not return as lucky as the previous two.

Although the person is still lying in the hospital with vital signs, the condition is deteriorating, and neither the doctors on earth nor the heavenly beings invited from other planets have any solution to this disease.

Faced with this situation, everyone ran around, hoping to help him, and as everyone's most trusted person, the owner of Master House, Sakata Gintoki, was also there at this time——

"By the way, can I have an IOU for the condolence money?"

Sakata Gintoki looked at his empty wallet: "All the money I earned from the entrustment before was used to play steel balls. Now I am a little bit shy about Ayin. In the worst case, I will not accept it when I hold a funeral for Kagura in the future." Their family's share of the money."

"That Gin-san, he doesn't seem to be dead yet..." Shinpachi Shimura looked at Gintoki Sakata who was picking his nostrils with twitching corners of his mouth, "And it's good for us to just sit here like this Is it? Although I don’t know how other people can help, but at least they seem very nervous... If we do nothing like this, will people think that we are not the protagonist of Jump? ?”

"What kind of jump? When we finished it, we serialized it on the APP. And people's hearts are so fickle nowadays, no one cares about old guys like us who finished it." Pop the boogers on your fingertips, Sakata Gintoki stuffed his empty wallet back into his arms: "Instead of caring about that little bit of face and doing useless work, it is better to urge them to have dinner while they are still in the hospital, otherwise they may not be able to get it after they recover. have eaten."

"Human life is at the forefront, and you still care about what you want to eat... Yinsang, you really don't have the demeanor of the protagonist of the previous jump..."

"Don't think I don't know, Shinpachi, you guys have been hungry and waiting for the banquet since two days ago, right?"

"Isn't it because someone lost all the money in the Paqingo machine that I have no money to eat..."

"..."

"Ugh......"

The two, who were too hungry to move because of poverty, finally let out a sad sigh.

"That guy Kagura, where has he been recently?" Sakata Gintoki looked at the sky sadly, and asked about the whereabouts of the remaining member of Master House.

"When I called two days ago, I said that I was having a good time with my family on a planet full of crabs..."

"This unfilial daughter! After finding her rich biological parents, have you forgotten the adoptive parents who brought her up through all kinds of hardships!!" Upon hearing that Kagura was enjoying luxury in the distant starry sky Sakata Gintoki suddenly punched the table in front of him with grief: "At least send some souvenirs back!!"

"No, Kagura wasn't raised by you at all, right?" Shinpachi pushed his glasses, and complained indifferently: "And Kagura actually sent it back? A basket full of crabs."

"What is it, Ah Yin, why have I never heard of it?! I haven't seen it either!"

"Because I ate them all, when you forgot to sleep and eat in the small steel ball shop."

"Shinpachi, you unfilial son..."

"Who wants a father like you?!"

"Damn it, why don't you just wish to become the world's richest man the next time you win the game—no, become the king of the world!" Sakata Gintoki gritted his teeth.

"Don't be silly, the reason why we are sitting here is because we want to enter the game again and rescue the victim?"

Speaking of this, Shinpachi, who was still in the mood to play tricks with Sakata Gintoki, couldn't help but sighed with a heavy heart: "But to be honest, can we really go in? This show seems to have generated a lot of attention now." change..."

With that said, Shinpachi took out his phone and opened the playback interface of that program.

Even though the last episode of the show has ended for a while, and there is no news about the next game, the comment section of the show is still very lively, and countless new comments are constantly posted.

And unlike before, most of the comments were comments or criticisms of the program itself. Now these commenters are almost fanatical and want to let themselves participate in this game.

"Obviously so many people died in this episode of the show, not only did they not learn the lesson, but they sharpened their heads and wanted to squeeze in..."

"There is no other way, the omnipotent wishing machine... Even Yin, I have to be moved." Sakata Gintoki leaned back on the chair, looking at the ceiling helplessly: "After all, as long as you take a little risk You can get billions of times in return."

"...Many of the people who left the message felt that those who died in the game deserved it, and they said that if you want to get a wish, you must be prepared..." Unknowingly , Shinpachi clenched his fists: "Obviously I don't understand anything..."

"There is no way, the samurai sword can cut many things, but it can't change the rumors and other people's thoughts." Sakata Gintoki slowly closed his eyes: "But, we only need to do what we want to do Things are going to be fine. Now, let’s recharge our batteries and wait for the opportunity to come.”

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"Are you kidding, what do these people think of human life?!"

In the world of adversary referee, Wright Wright looked at those fanatical words in the comment area, and angrily closed the computer violently, wanting to keep out of sight and out of mind.

But even if he didn't see these speeches directly, the atrocities in the programs he saw before were still flashing in his mind.

As a lawyer, Wright Wright could not turn a blind eye to these things.

And if those contestants who were caught fighting in the game had to commit crimes because of the coercion of the program group, which is barely excusable, then the root of all these crimes—the program group, It is absolutely unforgivable existence.

They must be caught and brought to justice!

Although Yu Jian and the others have been informed before, the results of the investigation are still unclear, the phone is not connected, and it is inconvenient for me to go out now...

Wright Wright walked around the messy room twice anxiously, then walked to the window, quietly raised a corner of the curtain, and found many reporters waiting on the street outside as expected.

That's right, it's big news that a rising star in the legal world actually used perjury and got his lawyer's license revoked...

I see crimes on the Internet but I can’t do anything about them, I’m being plotted against but I don’t know what to do, and now even if I want to go out and talk to other people, I’m surrounded by reporters.

Wright Wright sat back on the bed a little dejectedly. When he saw the death show for the first time, he thought it was a joke variety show. It was not until later that he realized that it was actually a real crime.

But all he could do was to inform his good friend Yu Jian and the police who were prosecutors, and then to criticize those crimes in the comment area.

He never expected that in the end, the search of this program group found nothing, and he was in such an embarrassing situation because of the use of perjury.

But I can't really just watch like this, can I?

There must be something I can do...

Annoyed, Wright Wright couldn't come up with a result after much deliberation, and finally had no choice but to lie down on the bed.

"?"

The strange touch on the neck made Butang Long subconsciously reach out and touch it, and then pulled out a strange black paper with doubts on his face.

"What is this?" The strange Wright narrowed his eyes and carefully read the words on it: "Hello, respected Mr. Wright, congratulations..."

"this is--?!"

Chapter 272 Let the Blizzard Come More Violently

"Hey......?"

"can you hear me?"

In the dizzy dizziness, Wright Longyi vaguely heard someone calling him.

The mind and brain still conveyed the message of exhaustion, which made Butang Longyi feel that it would be good to continue to sleep like this, but then a sense of mission that seemed to be about to accomplish something seemed to be pushing his hands, making him struggle Desperately woke up.

As soon as Wright opened his eyes, in the dim vision, the white hair in front of him was extremely conspicuous as if it was burning.

Seeing Wright Wright wake up, the white-haired boy immediately asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

"...It doesn't look too good."

"But having said that, I also... no, it should be said that as long as we are in the current situation, no one's situation will get better."

"After all, suddenly... into this terrible situation."

"......"

"...Hey, are you listening?"

Cheng Butang Ryuichi: "......"

The boy in front of him seemed to be talking about something all the time, but Wright Wright didn't have the heart to pay attention at all.

After waking up from the unusual drowsiness, eyes adapted to the dim light in front of him, and then saw the surrounding situation clearly, the program named Wright Ryuichi had stopped running.

The place where he was lying was obviously not his home, nor the hospital, or any place he knew - but a narrow cave!

The cave is very narrow and cold and dark, and it is only by relying on the little light leaking in from the entrance that one can barely see.

And this is not a big problem, what really stunned Wright Wright was the scene outside the cave.

white.

The entrance of the cave is like a white canvas, without a trace of variegation.

But now Wright Wright, who is sitting in the cave, would never think about it that way, because all his senses, except for his sight, are constantly telling him that it is not a peaceful drawing paper, but one that can swallow everything disaster.

It was the heavy snow that mixed the sky and the earth into one color and filled the whole world.

Wright Wright's ears could hear the furious howling of the snowstorm, that miserable sound whizzed past the cave entrance, like horses neighing and howling wolves, and also like the screams of people when they were swallowed by the snowstorm.

Wright Wright and the white-haired boy hiding in the cave are like tower keepers caught in a storm at sea, they can only hide in this lighthouse that is not sure whether they will be safe or not, waiting for the judge of fate.

Occasionally, a few gusts of cold current blow into the cave, piercing through the cheap suit of Wright Wright like a sharp sword, and the snow blowing on his face is more like being cut open by a sharp knife Generally, the pain is excruciating.

"This is, what, what's the situation...?" Wright Wright even stuttered a little, he really didn't expect this kind of scenery that can only be seen in doomsday movies to appear so realistically in front of myself.

"Well, in terms of general rationality, we should be in trouble, right?" the white-haired boy replied.

"No, no, I can see that I'm in trouble! I'm talking about why this is the case!" Cheng Butang rolled one by one and got up from the ground: "And who are you?!"

"My name is Nagito Komaeda, please give me your advice. I should be regarded as a high school student who is unemployed after graduation, haha." The young man introduced himself with a smile: "As you can see, he is also a victim."

Komaeda Nagito, who was unexpectedly polite, made Wright Ryuichi subconsciously polite: "Ah, please give me more advice...I am Wright Ryuichi, a—— er, unemployed..."

Wright Wright, who wanted to say that he was a lawyer, suddenly thought of his revoked lawyer's license, so he had to change his words angrily, while Nagito Komaeda's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said happily: "Oh! Then it seems that the two of us must get along very well, after all, we are all homeless."

This guy is too optimistic...

"... Anyway, anyway, do you know what's going on now?"

"Even if you ask me..." Komaeda Nagito folded his arms and looked aside, as if he was thinking about something: "Can't you remember, how did you get here?"

"I--"

Wright Wright tried to recall what he was doing before, but no matter how he thought about it, he could only remember that he was surrounded by reporters at home because of perjury, and then...