Chapter 10: Funeral 10┃ died into a mosaic.

Ke Xun and Wei Dong stopped in shock, staring at Mu Yiran in disbelief.
Mu Yiran also stopped and looked back at the two people deeply: "To put it more directly, the world in the painting does not allow one day no one to die, but because of the random development of things in this world, This resulted in the emergence of zero deaths. Under this circumstance, the world in the painting forced one person to die to fill the vacancy of zero deaths the day before. The number of dead people was left to the surviving personnel to vote."
Ke Xun's mind was still in a blank created by his extreme shock at this incident, and his voice asked with a fluttering voice: "What about after the election?"
"This person will die within a minute in a way that fits the style of this painting." Mu Yiran's tone was calm and almost cruel.
Ke Xun knew that this cruelty was just to remind him that the world was far more cruel than he thought.
What kind of fear is it to be voted for by everyone to die?
"So what do you think the old man did for us to come to his house at 8 o'clock this morning?" Mu Yiran glanced at him, and softened his tone imperceptibly. "If no one died last night, then we just now The first activity in his family is not to have breakfast, but to vote for people. After the election, there will be food."
"...Also...Fucking food, it's really human..." Wei Dong cursed, crying.
Ke Xun sighed and looked up at Mu Yiran: "It's very cruel, so what you mean is that if we partner with everyone, we are likely to be partners the day before, and we will become self-comprehensions in this way the next day. Carnage? Thinking about it this way, there really is nothing more than this kind of thing."
Mu Yi suddenly smiled again, although there was no smile in his eyes: "You are still a bit naive. If everyone vote for one person to die, who can guarantee that he will not be selected by the majority?"
"...So?" Ke Xun's eyelids twitched.
"You have to know that human nature is the most difficult topic in the world." Mu Yiran stared, and met Ke Xun's eyes, "Someone will take the initiative to kill someone in advance because they are afraid of being selected."
Ke Xun breathed heavily and spoke slowly, "That is to say, whether it is voting or actively one-on-one killings, as long as someone dies, it can be regarded as filling the vacancy of zero deaths the day before. If you kill people one-on-one before the election, there will be no more voting on the day, right?"
"Yes." Mu Yiran replied.
"Therefore, some people will take the initiative to kill someone because they are afraid that they will be voted by a majority in the voting, so that they can avoid the risk of death." Ke Xun finally understood Mu Yiran's intentions.
No wonder the atmosphere among the few people who are not like novices is a bit weird. In addition to indifference and numbness, there are alienation and mutual defense.
This also means that in this world of paintings, it is not possible to have a deep friendship with other people, and no one can guarantee that when faced with a life-or-death decision, it is an angel or a devil that stands beside the other person and your own humanity.
Mu Yiran calmly looked at the people in front of him.
After telling him the rules in the painting, he was watching the changes in the person's look and mentality.
This person was not the first person to seek cooperation from him, and all those who wanted to cooperate with him before, after he described the rules in the painting, without exception, chose to guard, guard, and immediately alienate.
If the person in front of him made such a choice, Mu Yiran would not have any anger due to it.
After all, this is human nature.
"I agree to your terms." Mu Yiran heard him say this. "Although I am not very smart, I am not stupid enough to want to exchange my sincerity with others in this environment."
Mu Yiran continued to look at him calmly, waiting for his next words.
"But I also have something to say ahead," Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran with a clear gaze. "Believe it or not, I can promise not to betray you. When it comes time to vote for someone to die, I am sure. I won’t vote for you, but—if it’s time for life and death, I need to choose one between you and Dongzi to live, and if the other is to die, I will choose Dongzi to live. I declare this first. I hope you can Understand, of course, when it comes to life and death, you choose to save yourself and sacrifice us, and I will never blame you. What do you think? If you can’t accept it, just treat it as if I didn’t say it, and we’ll go our own way.

Mu Yiran's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded slightly: "I accept."
"Deal." Ke Xun stretched out his hand.
However, Mu Yiran did not shook his face with appreciation, and still walked away noble and coldly.
Ke Xun: "..."
Weidong: "Ke Er, you are so kind to me. I really want to hold your thigh and cry. It is true that I was born as a child. From now on, my father will be your father, my mother will be your mother, and my son will be your son and my wife. It's your younger siblings."
Ke Xun: "...Go away, let me help your father and mother raise your son. It's pretty beautiful. Why don't you let me help your daughter-in-law?"
Wei Dong: "You male, you like male, do you want me to give you my wife?"
Ke Xun: "First of all you have to have a daughter-in-law. You have not taken off your single dog status. Don't think too much."
Wei Dong sighed: "I can't think too much. I don't know if I can go out alive in the face of such a mess. What kind of bicycle is needed."
"Don't be too pessimistic," Ke Xun clasped his shoulders firmly. "Once people give up hope, hope will give up on you. Do you believe in my instincts? I have an instinct that we must be able to go out."
Wei Dong squeezed a crying smile on his face: "You are so instinctive about Abe's "bending" people... But sometimes you are too straight. You shouldn't say those things like that. You really think that my life is more important than his, and you can't tell him. Who can listen to it happy?"
"Don't worry, he won't mind." Ke Xun smiled.
"How do you know?" Wei Dong didn't believe it.
"If a person can give up even the best brother in order to hold his thigh to survive, is this kind of person trustworthy?" Ke Xun said, striding forward.
Walking side by side with Mu Yi, Ke Xun tilted his head to look at him: "We can officially be regarded as a group now, right? Shouldn't we tell us about the clues you got?"
Mu Yiran said indifferently: "It's not a clue, it's just a bit of my own thoughts, and it needs to be confirmed. However, the only way to prove it is to wait for death, which is too costly."
"Don't be under pressure, let's talk about it first, maybe we can help." Ke Xun calmed down warmly.
Mu Yiran glanced at him, then retracted his gaze: "The first thing I wondered is why the five people who died last night died differently."
Ke Xun thought for a while: "Because it was killed by a different ‘thing’?"
Mu Yiran slightly mocked: "No matter what'thing' it is, isn't it an unnatural'thing'? Why did the three guarding spirits have their eyes cut off after being frightened alive, while the two digging graves were... "
Wei Dong hurriedly covered his ears: "Don't talk, don't talk!"
Ke Xun thought about it again: "Because what I encountered were different kinds of'things'?"
Mu Yiran said: "This can certainly be used as an explanation, but I am more concerned about the death of these two groups of people, whether it is because of their eyes being plucked out or being..."
Weidong covers his ears: "Artificial mosaicArtificial mosaicArtificial mosaic..."
Mu Yiran: "...The corpse still maintains its original outline after death. Both of these deaths are very formal, or in other words, have a certain ritual and iconic character."
Ke Xun: "That said, but I still don't see how this can inspire us."
Mu Yiran looked at him indifferently: "You said you are a student in the physical education department, so it seems that you didn't lie."
Ke Xun: "...Although you ridiculed me, I am not angry."
Mu Yiran closed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "If a stadium has a railing on the track, a shot put on the turf, a mat for the high jump, and a sand pit for the long jump, you will come in at this time. A group of students."
Ke Xun answered very wisely: "Then the teacher will assign these students a good project. Some people will run hurdles, some will practice shot puts, some will jump high, some will jump long."
Mu Yiran answered: "So on this site, the students doing each project will show a different state of exercise."
Ke Xun suddenly said: "It's just like our current situation. Last night someone was in charge of guarding the spirits, some were in the wood shed, some were in the granary, and some were digging a grave."
Mu Yiran's eyes were cold: "The guardian has his eyes gouged out, the grave digger..." He glanced at Wei Dong, "Death becomes a mosaic, just like a hurdler running and a high jumper jumping. The shot putter is throwing the same."
Ke Xun Weidong: "..."
Mu Yiran: "The focus is on athletes, track, leaping, hurdles, as well as athletes, turf, throwing, and shot puts. These are the four elements in the form of hurdles and shot puts, namely: characters, location, movement status, Marks that delineate the athlete's sports form.
"To change the performance into the current situation also requires four elements:
"People-five people who died last night;
"Location-mourning hall, wasteland;
"Death (movement) state-scared alive and then gouged out and..."
Ke Xun Weidong: "Death becomes a mosaic."
Mu Yiran: "...Then the question is, what is the mark that delineates the death (sports) form of the dead person (athlete)?"
Ke Xun turned his head quickly to look at Mu Yiran.
Mu Yiran also looked at him, and said calmly and calmly: "If we find the'shot put' and the'horizon' in the two death games last night, maybe, it's not far from the moment the picture was opened ."
What determines the state of death of the five people who died last night?
"I already have a guess." Mu Yiran said lightly.