Excessive ferocity due to caution

The sound of sharp gears turning is irritating.

It was a sound that made you feel like you were about to die.

Continuously stimulate participants.

On the opposite side, there is also an identical sloping platform.

There is a door on the smooth metal wall.

It looks like someone from the other side will be coming in soon.

Zhao looked up and his gaze fell on an electronic sign.

"Wait for player number 2 to enter the arena, the game begins."

Although I'm feeling uncomfortable right now, there's no immediate danger.

About thirty minutes later.

The door opposite opened.

A muscular man covered in blood, with all the fingers on his left hand missing, came to the sloping platform. He froze for a moment when he saw Zhao Yi, and before he could say anything, he slipped and slid down...

The screams were incredibly agonizing.

In front of Zhao Yi, he was slowly drawn into the gears and shredded into mincemeat...

Minced meat splattered onto Zhao Yi's trouser leg.

Zhao Yi was speechless.

Logically speaking, someone who has made it this far shouldn't be so careless.

He waited a few more minutes.

The door was opened again.

He is still a strong man.

However, his condition was much better than the previous man's.

He had almost no injuries.

He only lost five fingers.

This guy looks decisive and ruthless.

In the previous level, there was no hesitation; he simply chose to cut off his own finger.

He was also somewhat surprised to see Zhao Yi.

However, after a few close calls, he managed to regain his balance.

"I saw you on the third floor, you're amazing..."

Strong, fit men are generous with their praise.

Previously on the third floor, Zhao Yi used a combination of psychological tactics and persuasive words to take down the thug with the grenades who were wielding a grenades, which left a deep impression on him.

Of course, his praise of Zhao Yi at this moment did not mean that he actually had a good impression of Zhao Yi.

This was simply to lower Zhao Yi's guard.

After all, this man in front of me... is really too dangerous!

Zhao looked at him and smiled slightly.

As the burly man joined the game, the electronic display above his head began playing the game rules.

Welcome to the game – Sacrifice.

[Game Description: One dies, one lives.]

A horizontal bar will pop out of your wall in a moment, with a blade between the bar and the wall.

[You need to hold onto the crossbar tightly; the harder you pull, the more oil will seep out from the opponent's ramp.]

[The game ends when one player is completely defeated; the saw blades below stop rotating, and the passage to the next room opens.]

During the game, players cannot attack each other with weapons; otherwise, the game is considered lost.

[Game time limit: 10 minutes]

[Wishing both players a pleasant gaming experience!]

The two quickly glanced at the game rules, and the burly man subconsciously glanced at Zhao Yi's hand.

Two perfectly intact hands.

Grass!

Done!

He quickly turned back and looked again at the horizontal bar that had sprung out of the metal wall.

The distance to the wall is very limited.

My fingers can barely fit in, but my palm can't.

This clearly tells the participants that this game can only be played by pulling with their fingers.

The burly man finally realized the seriousness of the problem!

Because in the previous game, five of his fingers were cut off.

He only had five fingers left, while Zhao Yi had ten.

The strength of human bones is not significantly different, especially between two healthy young people.

This has nothing to do with being fat or thin.

In other words, the pressure that the bones of Zhao Yi's ten fingers can withstand is definitely greater than that of his five fingers!

If he played this game according to normal thinking and rules, he would definitely lose!

How can I beat Zhao Yi?

The burly man's mind raced as he searched for a solution.

He glanced at the blade on the crossbar.

While it may not be able to cut through iron like mud, it can certainly cut a hair in two!

If too much oil gets on their heads, they might slip and, due to their own weight, their fingers could break off instantly!

Whether it's five sticks... or ten sticks!

"Don't move!"

Seeing that Zhao Yi had already put one hand into the narrow gap and grasped the bar, the burly man's forehead was covered in sweat, and he hurriedly and nervously tried to stop Zhao Yi.

He held a P226 pistol in his hand, pointed it at Zhao Yi, and said sternly:

"If you dare pull that bar, I'll take you down with me!"

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"Don't panic, I'm just testing you."

The moment his skin grazed the blade, Zhao Yi felt his finger get injured.

This blade... is ridiculously sharp.

Before the oil can even slide down from the top of the ramp to the other person's feet, the person who pulls hard will have their fingers cut off and fall into the wildly spinning gears along with their body!

The burly man could not accurately perceive the sharpness of the blade.

Because he doesn't play with this kind of thing often.

All he knew was that, given the sharpness of the blade, his fingers couldn't support his own body weight.

But Zhao Yi is different.

He can estimate the exact force required to cut through human flesh and bone based on the sharpness of the blade.

There's nothing special about it; it's simply a matter of practice makes perfect.

time flies.

The gears below roared incessantly, and the timer above kept counting down. The stalemate between the two was witnessed by everyone on the other end of the surveillance system.

The masked gamblers also seemed to start to get nervous.

Some people kept drinking.

Someone's hand, which was sticking fruit, froze in mid-air.

Their attention was focused on these two people.

The woman in the black dog mask frowned and said:

"What kind of crazy thing are they doing?"

Chris smiled slightly:

"Only five minutes left."

He didn't take sides, and he didn't place any bets.

Therefore, any game he plays is just for fun.

At this moment, the burly man standing in the gear room was covered in sweat.

He was very nervous.

He gripped the gun tightly in his hand, aiming it at Zhao Yi.

He would shoot the moment he saw Zhao Yi's hand make any unusual movement!

Seeing that it was almost time, Zhao smiled at the burly man and said:

"Time is running out."

"If this continues, we'll just die together."

"Since you're already planning this way, how about I let you take the lead first?"

Upon hearing this, the burly man wavered slightly.

But he immediately remembered how Zhao Yi had used words to turn the tables on the thug in front of the elevator on the third floor!

hateful!

Never believe a man's words!

Why should I believe you?

Zhao Yi slowly pulled his hand out of the bar and slowly lowered it.

The smile on his face was calm.

"The ramp here is very slippery."

"I dare not make any big moves."

"First, hold the gun in your mouth, put your hand inside the bar, and then I'll put it in after you've exerted force. Wouldn't that work?"

"That way, it makes up for the disadvantage of you having one less hand than me... The rest is up to fate, how about that?"

The burly man glanced at the time displayed above his head.

Only three minutes left.

If this continues, he will surely die!

Zhao Yi's suggestion seems feasible.

Although he wasn't absolutely certain of victory... if he used just a little more force, the oil stains on Zhao Yi's sloping platform might flow to Zhao Yi's feet first!

By then, he will be able to survive!

"Okay... but I need to hold the bar for three seconds first!"

The burly man then proposed another condition.

Zhao Yi said with a half-smile:

"Three seconds is too long... two seconds."

Seeing that two minutes had passed, the burly man grew increasingly anxious. He couldn't hold back any longer and gritted his teeth, saying:

"good!"

"Two seconds it is!"

After saying that, he slowly bit the gun barrel with his teeth and put his hand into the bar with the blade.

He felt significant pain from even the slightest contact!

A fierce glint appeared in the burly man's eyes as he slowly began to pull the bar with increasing force!

Soon, oil stains began to seep out from the top of the slanted platform beneath Zhao Yi's feet!

one second.

two seconds.

Zhao Yi also put his hands into the gaps in the crossbar.

A sudden, loud shout:

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The veins on his neck were bulging, as if he was straining wildly!

The burly man panicked when he saw the oil stains seeping out from the sloping platform beneath his feet!

No!

We need to work even harder!

The extremely anxious burly man suddenly pulled!

Slightly——

A strange sound came from his hand.

The burly man stared wide-eyed.

That is……

The sound of bones being cut.

He suddenly felt the strength in his arm loosen, his eyes widened, and he fell towards the gears below the ramp behind him!

"No!!"

In that instant, the burly man suddenly turned his head.

In my line of sight, Zhao Yi loosened his grip on the bar.

He only had a very shallow wound on his hand.

A calm smile graced his face.

At that moment, the burly man suddenly realized that he too had been tricked by this guy...

A final glimmer of ruthlessness remained in his heart; he wanted to kill this cunning man before he crashed into the incredibly sharp gears!

But when he reached for the gun grip near his mouth, he realized... he had no fingers left.

that second.

His mind went completely blank.

I feel very calm.

Puff puff puff puff—

The pain and fear did not last long.

He was completely reduced to a pile of minced meat.

[Player Zhao Yi has won. Please proceed to the next level.]

The cold, mechanical sound disappeared.

The gears below stopped turning, transforming from a man-eating beast into a bridge that could be stepped on.

Zhao Yi jumped down.

Stepping on these gears, we arrived at an iron gate at the end, painted with strange patterns.

Push away.

Over there... complete darkness.

PS: First update, 2700 words

Let's see how much I can write today.