You don't decrypt at all do you?

[Among voted observers, 27973 observers chose to rematch]

Mob: "...?"

They stared and briefly digested the result.

Excluding the audience who abstained from voting, they... have a chance to do it all over again?

There is a chance to come back!

The mob was speechless for a while, and squatted and sat down one after another.

The game broadcast maintained its own pace and continued to announce the voting results.

【Voting Final Results】

[27973 (confirm rematch): 58170 (reject rematch)]

[The player in this game is considered to have lost the game, and there is no chance for a rematch]

"what do you mean?"

The short mob was dumbfounded for a moment.

A total of 50000 viewers participated in the voting, and 27973 chose to reopen.

According to the final count, one viewer counts one vote, why...

"Where did more than 8000 votes come from?" Mob D asked hesitantly, "Isn't one person one vote?"

"No! No, no, no, no!"

Mob A got up and did a simple calculation: "That is to say, there are some audience members who do not count one vote per person. Excluding those who abstained from voting and those who voted for a rematch, there are still more than 9300 people left."

He raised his head hastily, his face pale with joy and sorrow: "There are people who have more than one vote, those people... those people are the real decision makers, and they are different from the general audience who only have one vote!"

"So, we've been tricked?" someone asked.

No one answered.

In the silence, the game announcer spoke again.

[The existing points of all players have been calculated and are being cleared]

【Points have been cleared】

【"Paradise" is taking over your game account】

[Game account takeover interrupted]

[Confirmation** uses one-vote veto, player Guna gets a chance to rematch]

Mob: "...?"

"Her?!" Mob A yelled.

The gray face flushed suddenly: "Why can she do it?!"

Guna, mob C, the one they abandoned, actually got a chance for a rematch? !

Mob A asked the sky: "Why?!"

[** has exited the live broadcast room, unable to answer players' questions]

【Returning player Guna's points】

【Points have been returned successfully】

[Remaining players re-enter the game account takeover procedure]

【"Paradise" has successfully taken over your game account】

【Deleting your game records】

[The game record has been deleted]

[The only backup has been transferred to the management area and will be archived]

【Thank you for your company】

["Paradise" wishes you a happy life]

……

In the cabin on the mountainside

Guna, that is, Mob C, sat up amidst the announcement resounding throughout the snow mountain, and looked at Stephen and Tom blankly.

Stephen shrugged at her.

He heard the broadcast.

But the language barrier, can not explain.

Even if there is no language barrier, the game will not allow them to popularize science for ordinary players.

However, he estimated that this player probably gave up playing the game, and the reason was interesting enough for some people to understand.

The hell knows.

Stephen didn't know what the hell those with veto power were.

He shrugged towards Gu Na, saying that he had no choice.

Guna lowered his head, and after a while, his forehead pressed against his knee, making an imperceptible sobbing sound.

At the same time, the game broadcast for the players who are in charge of guarding the ring is also in place.

[Congratulations to all players who have successfully passed the level]

Stephen smiled awkwardly.

That really went really well.

...

...

After the game. Desk/Living area in District 9

Not long after Zhu Wen lay on the sofa, Ji Shuang came back.

The door of this room is still not repaired, and the whole room is in a "welcome" state at any time.

Ji Shuang patted the snowflakes off her body outside, took off her heavy coat and walked in.

Seeing Zhuwen sitting up and looking at herself, Ji Shuang took out her mobile phone from her pocket: "Listen to this."

Zhu Wen said "Huh?" "What?"

Ji Shuang turned on the play button. Her mobile phone was very old, and the jam was a bit exaggerated. It took a while to react and start playing.

"Total participants in this voting: 50000."

The sound of the game broadcast came from the phone.

Zhu Wen sat up straight, frowned and stared at the phone screen, and listened to the entire recording.

Then, he raised his head: "Why is there such a big difference in audience rights?"

Ji Shuang shrugged, walked around from behind the sofa and sat down beside Zhu Wen: "The most important thing is to participate,"

Somehow she remembered something, she sneered: "Give some seemingly fair rights to make people feel like they are just human beings."

"Why are you still angry?"

Zhu Wen let Ji Shuang lean on him, and said with a smile: "I should have thought of it earlier."

Ji Shuang: "Yes."

Zhu Wen: "This is the first time I know there is such a thing as a rematch."

Ji Shuang responded and yawned, "I'm sleepy."

Zhu Wen: "Are you sleepy?"

"I didn't sleep much last night..." She stood up and walked slowly to the bedroom.

Stopping at the door of the bathroom for a while on the way, Ji Shuang began to meditate.

Zhu Wen knew exactly what Ji Shuang was thinking about, and said, "Just go to sleep, taking a bath every day is not bad this time."

Ji Shuang: "That's what I said..."

She struggled for a while, then slowly moved to the bedroom.

After walking a few steps, he stepped back and resolutely walked into the bathroom.

Take a shower before going to bed!

Seeing this, Zhu Wen didn't persuade him, he lowered his head and listened to the recording a few times again.

However, there are only a few sentences back and forth in the game broadcast, and the name of the viewer with a veto power is blocked. Even if you listen to it dozens or hundreds of times, it is impossible to hear anything.

Pretty annoying.

Zhu Wen subconsciously exited the recording interface, and then: "Huh?"

He raised his hand and rubbed the screen, frowning as he looked at the screen saver picture on the phone.

There are many scratches on the old mobile phone screen, and the screen saver picture is a very old photo.

If Zhu Wen remembers correctly, the little kid in the photo holding a pirated four-wheel drive car is probably himself.

"Okay, Ji Shuang."

This must belong to relaxation and sleepiness, and I didn't think about it.

But it is also understandable.

If Zhu Wen hadn't habitually wanted to return to the homepage and then lock the screen after listening to the recording, he would not have seen this screensaver if he forgot for a moment that it wasn't his phone.

Zhu Wen reopened the recording interface, and then locked the screen.

Just as the phone, which was [-] shots too late, was locked, Ji Shuang rushed out of the bathroom: "My phone!..."

Zhu Wen turned to look at her, paused and said, "The door is broken, you should put on your clothes anyway."

Ji Shuang: "...?"

She lowered her head slowly and looked at herself.

Then, rushed into the bathroom.

Five seconds later, she came out wrapped in a bath towel and said aggressively, "I want to use my mobile phone."

"In such a hurry?" Zhu Wen handed the phone back.

Ji Shuang quickly took the phone, and was relieved to see that the screen interface was still on the recording interface.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Zhu Wen say, "Don't tell me there is something shady in the phone?"

Ji Shuang: "...!"

She looked away: "No, no..."

027: Operation 6K never seen before

Ji Shuang was holding the phone, her eyes were frantically rolling, seeing Zhu Wen raised her eyebrows looking at her, she took a few steps back.

Ji Shuang: "That..."

Zhu Wen: "Huh?"

Ji Shuang stared and pointed to herself: "I..." Then pointed to the bathroom: "Going to take a shower?"

Zhu Wen nodded: "OK."

Ji Shuang: "...?" So easy to talk?

Not right.

She took a tentative step back, glanced down at the phone that had just been locked and then unlocked again.

Zhu Wen leaned on the sofa, propped his chin to look at Ji Shuang: "I said..."

Ji Shuang suddenly raised her head: "Here!"