Vol 3 Chapter 2: Jason is the weakest?

Where's the knife?
Where's my knife?
Jason, who was about to observe his surroundings, suddenly realized that the short-handled broad-bladed machete he was holding in his hand was missing.
Neither in the hands nor around.
In the previous dungeon world, in order to meet the "identity", the short-handled wide-blade machete had the experience of leaving him.
But not far away.
It's just a short ‘hidden’.
But now?
It's really gone!
The cell in front of him is very simple, except for the chains that bind him and the iron gate on the opposite side, there is nothing left, and you can almost see the cherry blossoms at a glance.
For Jason, the ice hockey mask on his face and the short-handled wide-blade machete in his hands have long exceeded their own value and have become an indispensable presence around Jason.
Not in the cell?
What about outside the cell?
Jason thought, slowly standing up.
Wow, wow.
Following this movement, the thick chain kept ringing.
When Jason was about to walk towards the iron gate for further investigation, a strange noise suddenly came from the flower board.
quack!
The rotating sound of machinery Zheng
A square hole appeared on the flower board, and a 10-inch TV slowly fell in front of Jason.
The black screen lit up.
Snowflakes appeared on it.
About two seconds later, a dark figure appeared.
Using the light and shadow effect, the face of this figure was completely hidden in the dark, with only a rough outline of the body, and even the outline was blurred.
Zi La, Zi La.
"Welcome to our ‘Madker’ Jason."
Amidst the sound of electricity passing through the speaker, a mechanically synthesized sound came out of the TV.
Then, there are sounds with ‘cheers’ and ‘applause’ as the background.
There was even one or two long whistles.
It’s like a ‘Situation Drama’.
Jason's face covered by the ice hockey mask did not show the slightest expression. He looked at the picture on this TV with cold eyes.
The dark shadow raised his hand and pressed it down.
"OK OK."
"Everyone's enthusiasm, I also feel it."
"Presumably our Jason player also felt it."
At this point, Sombra paused, then made a turn and watched Jason's movements.
"Now, there are still 5 minutes before the game starts."
"Professor Jason, do you have anything to say to everyone?"
Following the mechanically synthesized words of Sombra, a 4:59 countdown appeared directly above the TV screen.
Jason still did not speak.
Before learning more, Jason chose to remain silent.
Three seconds have passed since the countdown.
The black shadow made a sound again.
"Tsk tusk, it seems our Jason player is a little nervous!"
When this sentence came out, there was another background sound of ‘smiling’.
Sombra didn't stop the background sound this time.
After a full 4-5 seconds, Sombra continued.
"Let me introduce the rules of this preliminary contest."
"We choose Lintu'Gerhard Asylum'!"
"Kidding!"
"We used that map no less than ten times, so we chose a new map!"
"Where is the cheering?"
"Hurry up!"
The black shadow moved like this, raised his hand and clicked on the table. Immediately, the sounds of'cheering' and'applause' appeared again.
Jason watched this scene.
A thought came up in my heart.
The other party is a neurotic!
At least, from the current performance, the other party is a neurotic.
As for real or performance?
Jason is temporarily unknown.
He stood there silently and watched.
"Gamer Jason, do you want to know what the new map is?"
After the other party paused specifically, he shook his head.
"very sorry."
"You, as one of the ‘mads’, cannot know this."
"These are the benefits that only those'survivors' have."
"After all, they are so weak compared to you."
The black shadow's voice was full of teasing, even the mechanically synthesized sound was revealed.
"The Survivor"?
Is the opposing faction of the ‘Madker’?
Compared with the strength of the ‘Madker’, the ‘survivor’ is weak, but will he get help?
Jason collected information in silence.
"Although they are large in number, only by working together can they fight against you."
"In this new map, they have 100 people, and you have four."
"Each of them represents 1 point."
"Each of you represents 20 points."
"No matter who it is, 20 points will be able to win the preliminary round."
"Of course, if the'survivor' finds the'green door', he will be able to advance directly."
Sombra introduced the rules.
However, this rule made Jason frowned.
Whoever gets 20 points can win the preliminary round?
When he heard this sentence, the first thing that Jason thought of was--
Cannibalism!
This so-called ‘game’ does not seem to prohibit cannibalism?
The black shadow's voice continued.
"The'survivor' has left this'base' three hours ago."
"They will set up traps."
"They will work together."
"The hunter and the prey, switching between each other, in that instant."
"So, I hope that Jason, as one of the'busters' players, can be more mindful. You know, this is your first time to participate in the'game'. As a newcomer, because of your past'records', Attracted quite a lot of attention."
"just now!"
"I declare the most important thing—"
"Follow the rules!"
"Since I have chosen to participate in the'Game'!"
"Then everything needs to follow the'rules of the game'!"
"If you want to violate the'rules of the game'?"
The shadow stretched his tone.
then--
Zi La, Zi La.
The sound of electric shock appeared on Jason's body.
Even with a physical fitness 5 times more than an ordinary person, at this moment, Jason fell to the ground unsteadily. In the inertial convulsions, he felt that there was something in his heart.
Electricity is constantly being released.
"Look, this is the end of violating the'rules of the game'."
"A'electric shock punishment'!"
"It's just low power."
"As for the high-power?"
"Trust me, you don't want to know, what is that!"
"Of course, the game is fair. If you bear this ‘demonstration shock’, we will compensate you!"
The voice fell, and there was another noise on the flower board.
quack.
As if the sound of the friction of gears, a box slowly lowered.
The box is wooden and the lid is glass.
Inside the box is Jason's weapon: a short-handled broad-bladed machete.
Click!
The lid of the box opened automatically, and the short-handled wide-blade machete was exposed.
Jason resisted the eagerness to get his weapon back.
"This is your weapon, have you forgotten?"
"Do not worry."
"It is a reward, not a trap."
The shadow was mocking.
And when Jason picked up the short-handled wide-bladed machete, the other party unconsciously said: "Dogs after being shocked will always be so obedient-my expectations for this'newcomer' have dropped."
This seems to be addressed to the people around him.
Hiss followed.
Naturally, such a boo was made to Jason.
However, Jason didn't care.
He checked his weapon.
Intact.
No passive hands and feet.
Jason breathed a sigh of relief.
If there is something wrong with the short-handled wide-blade machete, even if he beats everything in front of him, it will be irreparable.
"All right."
"I'm a little disappointed with you, Player Jason."
"I don't really want to communicate with you, you don't have the temperament of a madman at all."
"However, as an'introducer', I still have to complete my task."
"Do you have anything to ask?"
The black shadow looked impatient.
Jason still didn't speak, just raised his hands that were bound by chains.
"After the game started, these things..."
boom!
Roar, roar!
Sombra introduced, but before the other party was finished, a dull crash sounded, followed by a roar.
That kind of sound is not like what an ordinary person can scream, but rather like a monster.
However, if you listen carefully, there are clearer words.
"Kill you!"
"let me out!"
"Kill you!"
In the roar, similar words were mixed.
Of course, there is also the sound of electric shocks.
However, the electric shock did not hinder the roar in the slightest.
Conversely, the stronger the electric shock, the stronger the roar.
"Hahaha!"
"Listen!"
"This is what a ‘crazy person’ should have."
"Professor Jason, you are still a bit short."
Sombra let out a harsh and unpleasant laugh first, and after commenting on Jason, he continued the topic just now.
"When the game starts, you can break free and the door will open."
"Then you can go hunting those'survivors'."
"However, given your performance just now, I am not optimistic about you."
To the other side, beside the countdown screen, an image similar to a test tube appeared.
At this moment, some liquid appeared in the test tube, starting from nothing and slowly rising.
The color also changed from colorless to reddish.
About a quarter later, when the liquid in the test tube turned pink, the liquid in the test tube stopped, and a number was added next to it: 28.
"Really a low score."
"This score, you are doomed to have no choice."
Sombra sneered.
select?
The conversation just now decided whether to give help to the ‘Madker’?
Jason's brows frowned again.
It's not that he was surprised by giving help to the ‘madger’.
He was surprised, who on earth scored the ‘madger’?
Is it a certain number of people?
Or some people?
Or is it……
all? !
When the latter guess appeared, Jason narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully checked the'TV' in front of him.
A 10-inch TV is visible at a glance.
There is no obvious camera.
However, if the guess just now is correct, Jason can be sure that there should be something similar to a camera inside the TV.
Where Jason couldn't see, an individual was staring at him and making many remarks.
"This'madger' looks a little silly, he may still be dumb."
"Rookie, it will always be like this."
"Even the ‘madger’ will be nervous."
"tension?"
"That's the fastest death."
"Yes, 10 points are essential for newcomers to survive. I am not optimistic about this guy named Jason."
"What should I do? I have bet on him! Half of my net worth!"
"Please ask for your blessing upstairs!"
"Half of your net worth is too much? Just bet 100 or 200 at will."
"The local tyrant upstairs, I am only 50."
"I failed to bet the newcomer "Brazer", can I open champagne?"
"Upstairs really. Tyrant!"
"Open champagne +1!"
"Against'crazy games!'"
"Even criminals should have the dignity of free choice!"
"SB upstairs!"
"Doesn't this give them dignity?"
...
Barrage strips across the screen where Jason was, a little sparse.
Then, soon, these people closed the ‘room’ in front of the curtain and chose other ‘rooms’ to watch.
Compared to the plain Jason.
The ‘busters’ in other rooms are much more attractive.
A tall, ugly face, and a muscular ‘madman’, completely ignored the continuous electric shocks, and started hitting the door again and again.
A ‘Brazer’ sitting in a wheelchair with a sneer smile on his face was gesticulating his throat to the TV screen.
And the most attractive thing is that in the last'room' there is a'madger' holding a human head and gnawing. The other party is squatting there, his body is curled up, facing the wall, his long hair is spread out, he can only listen. When it comes to the sounds of gnawing, chewing, and occasionally turning back, the blood-stained face makes the viewers adrenaline rush.
"Is this also a newcomer'madger'?"
"It looks like it is much better than the previous Jason!"
"Be confident upstairs and remove the seemingly."
"He was much better than that dumb man."
"I am optimistic about him!"
"Fantastic +1"
"Place a bet, place a bet!"
"The scoring starts right away, hurry up and place your bet!"
More barrage appeared here, densely packed, almost completely obscuring this ‘rager’.
On the other party's screen, a rating similar to that of Jason before began to appear.
But it is different from Jason's slow ‘rising’.
The rate of increase of this person is several times faster!
10, 20, 30, 40!
The numbers keep changing!
Colorless, pink, orange, scarlet!
The color keeps deepening!
Soon, the number exceeded 40!
The liquid in the test tube became more like blood.
However, the ‘madger’ in the prison was completely unaware, and the other party was still holding a head and gnawing.
It seems that all this does not matter to him.
The countdown on the screen is slowly increasing.
The countdown, which was exactly the same as Jason, began to increase with the appearance of high scores.
5 minutes.
6 minutes.
7 minutes.
...
When Jason's countdown went to zero, the lowest of the three'Furious' countdowns had 4 minutes left, and the largest one had 10 minutes left.
Inside Jason's cell.
As the countdown goes to zero-
Click!
Click, click!
Not only were all the chains on Jason's body opened, but the door was opened directly.
"The Jason player who is not optimistic, let's run quickly."
"This is my new advice to you as an'introducer'."
"After all, you are a sweet potato now!"
"Not only those ‘survivors’ will stare at you, but the players who are ‘ragers’ will also stare at you..."
"Who makes you the weakest!"
"Hahaha!"
In the mocking laughter, Jason walked out of the cell.
Outside the cell is a corridor with no forks~EbookFREE.me~ The left end of the corridor is the wall, the right is the exit, and the opposite is the wall of the latter.
Behind him are 4 cells.
Except for his opening, the remaining three are still closed.
Jason walked towards the exit.
Less than 20 meters away, Jason quickly walked to the gate.
This is a gate composed of two metal doors.
Jason did not walk out of the door, but raised his hand and placed it on the two doors, applying a slight force.
Squeaky...bang!
The door was closed.
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