Chapter 32 The Scum in the Horror Game 5
Soon they saw a line of words appear on the top of the coffin, which was originally empty.

Those were the words hidden under the coffin, which showed the time and the bank where the money was deposited.

"×× year×month×day, Wanfeng Bank... This time is in the last century." Cheche read it out.

"It was the most chaotic time when H Country was first established." A tall boy suddenly spoke up, "So there are clues underneath."

"Wang Dan! Why did you run when I told you to?" Zhang Man saw him instantly turn into a fire-breathing dragon.

"Sister Zhang, you are too stupid. It's not easy to cheat people with this burden." Wang Dan spread his hands.

Wang Dan looks to be in his twenties. He likes to wear all kinds of pendants on his body, which jingle when he walks. There is a tuft of blue hair on his bangs.

Scam? Wasn't he trying to trick people into committing suicide?
Ling Mo's expression changed slightly.

The blocked thoughts in my mind seemed to be opened up in an instant.

It turned out to be the case.

If you rearrange a few sentences in that passage - "a waste that steals other people's air while alive", "a parasite living in society", "what qualifications do you have to live" - you can come up with this method to pass the level - kill enough people to get enough air and rice to survive.

[Wang Dan, a high-level player of the Evernight Guild, ranked 117th in the points ranking. He has average martial arts skills, but a good brain, and is an intelligent player. He has no talent skills.]

The glasses also began to bubble at this moment.

[Oh my, this is the man of my dreams! But don't worry, even though you are stupid, I will never give up on you.]

Ling Mo said haha.

What else can this broken pair of glasses do except making trouble and making sarcastic remarks? !

"So we can get out once we accumulate enough lives." Chuan Chuan still looked listless, but he soon figured out the key.

"Looks like we need to hurry up. There are only so few people. It will be bad if we are slow." Che Che said with a smile.

Zhang Man was confused.

Isn't it about making money? Why is it about killing people?

Ling Mo explained.

After saying this, he couldn't help but frown. In this case, only a few people could get out alive.

"So it can be explained this way. I calculated it directly based on money. One life represents one gold brick. As a capitalist, I can satisfy anything if I give enough money."

Wang Dan snapped her fingers and looked at Ling Mo with a look that said "you are very smart". For some reason, she felt that his gaze became a little hot.

She avoided his gaze and looked at the bank and year on the coffin.

Does one life represent one gold brick? This seems to be a solution to the problem.

"How do you know there are ten people?" Zhang Man asked him.

"Sister Zhang's IQ is as touching as ever. This is so simple. We'll know once the number of deaths is reached. I'm leaving now. Bye." After Wang Dan finished speaking, he waved his hand and disappeared from the spot.

He is very smart, but there is no need to get to the bottom of it. If there is an easy way out, he will not waste time here.

But judging by the boss's behavior, he could have left long ago. Why hasn't he left yet?

Before leaving, Wang Dan glanced at Luo Du, and found that he seemed to be immersed in his own dark world, but he would not stay more than five steps away from the strange smart boy.

interesting.

The boss's condition seems to be getting worse.

Shi Guang, the "Rookie King" of Chaoyang Guild, wanted to treat him, but he was almost killed when he approached the boss.

The twins also left, looking excited to go hunting.

Tarot cards suddenly appeared at Zhang Man's fingertips. The cards had gorgeous patterns and were made of laser material. In dim light, they refracted colorful images.

The edges of the cards are sharp and can be used as weapons.

"Good luck to you." She glanced at the seemingly weak Ling Mo and gave him a friendly blessing. The fortune teller's blessing usually carries telekinesis, which in short can be regarded as a good luck buff for her. After saying that, she played with the cards in her hand, turned around and disappeared in the gray mist.

"I'll help you...do you need it?" Luo Du suddenly spoke, his expression hidden in the dark could not be seen clearly.

He was like a dirty and disheveled little animal, wet and timidly putting his hands into the sun, hoping to get her approval.

Be cautious in the temptation.

Ling Mo originally wanted to curry favor with him, knowing that the help he mentioned meant helping her kill ten people.

Although she claimed that she was not a good person, there were obviously other ways to get out, so she did not plan to choose the violent method for the time being.

But if she couldn't think of any other solution, she would definitely choose "Players offer sacrifices to the heavens, with unlimited magic power" without hesitation.

After all, she is a bad devil and doesn't have such a kind heart.

"I'll look for more clues and see if there are any other ways."

Luo Du did not refute, nodded slightly, and continued to follow her quietly.

For a moment, no one knew who was the boss.

Ling Mo felt a slight headache as he looked at the male protagonist who was following behind him like a younger brother.

[Host, is it possible that the person following behind me can be called a bodyguard besides my younger brother?] System 618 couldn't help but interrupt.

Don't tell me, it really looks like it.

Ling Mo stroked the overturned coffin with his fingers, thinking about two things at once.

During that period in Country H, some wealthy people suffered a lot of inhuman torture.

If this is the inner space of a brainwashed rich man, these golden coffins... are equivalent to the wealth he has lost.

"Nothing left" does not mean inner emptiness.

Both the tone of the rich man's long speech and the impression given by this space are misleading players. In fact, this sentence simply means that all his money was gone overnight.

Each sentence in that passage seems to be related, but we should put aside the context and look at the literal meaning separately.

"I have everything" refers to the previous wealth.

"In fact, there was nothing" refers to the fact that the property was later added to the collective.

Then what do these two sentences mean: "What is the meaning of my existence?" and "It's better to just die"?

Ling Mo looked far away, and his gaze fell on the rows of golden coffins.

Some of the coffins were broken, while others were intact.

When the coffin is broken, the player who comes out will replace the gold brick.

So what about the ones that are not broken?
If we really follow Wang Dan's idea, we can just kill the people in the gold bricks... No! Those who didn't come out are all dead now, and there is no point in killing them.

Ling Mo's expression changed. He picked up the mirror prop on the coffin, walked quickly to the open coffin next to him, closed the coffin lid, and put the prop on it.

When the image is flipped, no characters appear on the top of the coffin.

"Yes, all value is created based on the effective initiative of people. Once the people at the bottom leave, where will the money come from?" Ling Mo smiled coldly.

"Do you have a solution?" Luo Du asked. He actually planned to blow up this space if she couldn't get out in the end. Anyway, Ling Mo couldn't die here.

He thought silently in his heart.

His people can't be touched even if the game is broken.

"There is a way." Ling Mo returned to the intact coffin and began to look for her props. She wanted to open the coffin.

 I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep, I'll post the next chapter during the day (the author quietly ran away and turned around and shouted - more chapters for Mid-Autumn Festival!)

  
 
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