Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 207: Chapter 11: Bai Wu Goes on a Killing Spree

What am I talking about? How would I know the ways ten people died?

Before entering this game, I clearly had only recovered my own memories... but I had no clue about the deaths of the surrounding Evil Fallen.

Player number one is now extremely anxious, afraid that his statements have caused panic.

Originally, player number one was just a driver who fled during the riots in Baichuan City, despairing at the city lockdown and thinking if he were to die, he would prefer to die in a clean place.

He got information about this island through some strange radio channel.

"The reason player number three committed suicide was due to complete despair over this world, with cities on the brink of destruction and colleagues transforming amidst the fall to evil. Ah, I must say, ’the world is not worth it’."

Everyone remembered that line, it was asked by a living person before the start of the game. Could we agree to use "the world is not worth it" as the inquiry?

At that time, a voice in the dark warned him.

The Evil Fallen around him were ecstatic, thinking this foolish human was practically handing himself over. But then they realized, this opportunity was meant for number two.

Player number two had an enormous stroke of luck, the chance at resurrection wasn’t meant for them! But in any case, it meant one less person, increasing their own hopes of advancing.

Amidst the mixture of happiness, sorrow, and anger of the Evil Fallen, an even stranger thing happened.

Player number three suddenly collapsed on the table, motionless.

"Player number three, you’re out."

A voice emerged from the darkness, the same one that explained the rules at the start, its tone seemingly perplexed as well.

At this moment, the Evil Fallen finally realized, this human... didn’t just guess blindly, he actually got it right.

Player number one’s next sentence was also crazy:

"That’s right, I’m human, you can kill me in the next round, but the minute’s not up yet, you better remember, I’ll announce the actual causes of a few deaths, believe it or not, it’s up to you."

"Number two, seven hundred years ago you killed yourself out of jealousy over your colleague’s smart brain, you came to this island seeking wisdom, only to find everyone smarter than you, and in your rage, you took your own life."

Lin Wurou was stunned, isn’t number two me? Is this saying I’m brainless? This has to be Bai Wu, right?

Who else but Bai Wu could instantly kill player number three and mock me for being brainless? Obviously, Lin Wurou had forgotten what Bai Wu said before, he who had the cynical laugh at the start was Bai Wu.

However, he hadn’t misjudged. The current number one was indeed Bai Wu.

"Number four, this number is unlucky, I’ll give you a lucky charm against death."

"Number five, since you’re so handsome, I’ll give you a charm against death."

After missing two rounds, player number one’s slaughter began.

"Number six doesn’t want to commit suicide, he was hypnotized. His consciousness was overridden by implanted ideas. But seeing how lifeless you are, I think you can go ahead and die once more."

Player number six didn’t die.

Because according to the game rules, only one can be eliminated in a round of judgment. Number one had already eliminated number three, so before the minute ended, he could talk nonsense all he wanted, but even if he was correct, he couldn’t eliminate anyone else.

No one knew whether player number one’s words were true or false, only player number six did, who shuddered in fear.

"Number seven, you wanted to see your son, but I must tell you, there is no afterlife in this world, your son also hoped you would survive. But you let him down, since your son didn’t live, you shouldn’t win this game either."

"Number eight, you escaped from prison, meaning God forgave you, but because you sought purification, you burned yourself to death, you stupid criminal, you committed the sin of suicide."

"Number nine, you’ve been pathetic all your life, find your confidence in the hellish game, you didn’t strive while alive, expecting respect after death? Gah gah gah gah gah gah, I’m practically laughing like Psyduck."

To make sure he could finish within a minute, Bai Wu’s speaking pace was like a machine gun’s rapid fire, his duck-like laughter almost made Yin Shuang break out laughing.

It’s too mood-destroying. Is this really Bai Wu? Although Bai Wu also has a very unique imagination, it doesn’t seem to usually be this—flamboyant.

"Number ten, someone barely saved you, and what did you do? Sought death again out of spite, so keep on dying until someone’s anger subsides."

"Number eleven, just because the earth doesn’t revolve around you, you want to die? Perhaps then you’ll realize the whole world does revolve around you, at a high speed too."

"Number twelve, oh, lucky little twelve, you received redemption, I won’t judge you, but remember, don’t seek death anymore."

"Number thirteen, thirteen is also unlucky, I’ll give you a charm against death for good luck."

"Number fourteen... since you’re so good-looking, I’ll give you a charm against death."

Yin Shuang, always icy-faced, wore a slight smile, though no one could see it.

"Number Fifteen, do you feel so hopeless without a ticket that you seek death? Becoming an Evil Fallen would be better than the neither-human-nor-ghost state you’re in now."

"Number Sixteen, my poor Number Sixteen, do you no longer wish to live because you feel abandoned and unnoticed? Do you think you live for others? Better keep dying until you figure that out."

"Number Seventeen, foolish Number Seventeen, it’s just bankruptcy. At the end of the world, money might buy a ticket, but even that ship leads to a land of illusion, so why are you obsessed with money? Seeking death because you’ve lost all your wealth, you’re unworthy of advancing to the next round."

Bai Wu spoke with astonishing speed, thankfully all the Evil Fallen could understand clearly, at least Yin Shuang, Lin Wurou, and Number Twelve did.

Mocking all seventeen people in one minute, made Number One’s lips tremble slightly.

It realized that it must have been controlled by someone with a special rule card, but how did that person do it?

It had truly eliminated Number Three just now... The game was only in the second round, had the judgment already begun?

When the minute was up, it was Lin Wurou’s turn.

Lin Wurou simply used himself and an imaginary sister as a starting point, intending to concoct a nine-sentence story about "my sister can’t possibly be this cute."

He racked his brains, and the story was all set, his sister named Lin Xiaoqiong, a poser at school, an otaku at home, a dried-fish sister who also secretly had a crush on her brother. Meanwhile, next door in a different class, there was Bai Xiaowu, who liked his sister but couldn’t win her affection.

But Lin Wurou had never anticipated that Bai Wu in the game would go on a killing spree, he had just finished thinking up the story, and he was already being forced to conclude it??

Thinking about it, Lin Wurou still felt somewhat unsatisfied. But by now, he had already identified Number One as Bai Wu, naturally doing whatever Number One said.

With Lin Wurou’s memory, Bai Wu rattled on and on, and he remembered the beginning of it.

What’s certain is, Lin Wurou understood why Bai Wu fabricated news of his death, and during the judgment phase, he pretended to panic and said:

"I didn’t expect... you actually knew the cause of my death? Since you want me dead, I won’t go down alone!"

As Number Two, Lin Wurou naturally aroused suspicion of colluding with Number One, but soon, following what Number One said, Lin Wurou announced the cause of Number Six’s death.

The moment the words "Number Six died of hypnosis-induced suicide, unintended," fell, all the Evil Fallen wondered... could they have been foreseen by Number One as well.

The whole room suddenly fell into silence, until a dull thud sounded.

"Number Six, eliminated."

Thump!

Number Six’s head slumped onto the stone table, and the dull sound, like an exploding bomb, made all the Evil Fallen tense up again.

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They couldn’t tell if others really were foreseen, but at least they knew they were.

And two people in a row being correctly foreseen by Number One without any basis for judgement! This was enough proof that what Number One said was true!

Lin Wurou, seeing Number Six go from an extra to a dead extra, was in disbelief. There were still forty seconds left, he planned to rant, but then suddenly he topped up his IQ.

He realized such ranting would only expose his surprise and show that he was new to this game.

The game had reached the point where those named by Number One were driven to desperation.

The entire Death Puzzle game had entered its judgment phase, and the story-making segment was now worthless.

The death of two consecutive people was no coincidence.

Number Four had not believed what Number One said, but now he also felt... maybe it was worth a gamble?

"Number Seven... Number Seven, your son died, you wanted to see your son, so you chose suicide."

The slaughter continued, and after Number Four spoke, Number Seven rolled his eyes and died on the spot.

"Number Seven, eliminated."

The unpredictable situation kept coming, leaving the Evil Fallen so shocked they forgot to think.

Even Yin Shuang felt that Bai Wu was almost omniscient and omnipotent.

The game moved to Number Five, and Bai Wu stepped in.

"You... I didn’t expect you’d find out despite my concealment; yes, I am indeed very handsome. In the early summer of June 2127, in Baichuan City, a hapless young girl wanted to see my true face at Mount Lu, but I refused her, saying I was simply too handsome. You’re really something, to know I’m handsome, you must be able to survive this round of the game."

To everyone, this ’certain person’ seemed to be Bai Wu himself.

At this moment, Lin Wurou had another strange feeling... why did it feel like there were two Bai Wus, why did Number Five also seem so much like Bai Wu?

The Judgment segment, Bai Wu eliminated Number Eight under the pretext of "seeking self-purification through self-immolation".

After Number Eight fell to the ground and did not get up again, the Evil Fallen no longer harbored any luck deep down, they now truly believed that all ten ways of death described by Number One were real!

In fact, they were indeed real, Bai Wu had only told one lie, which was to make Number One admit that he was human.

The game continued, and up to this point, four had died.

Number Nine was now completely clueless, he truly was a coward in life, and his toughness after death was only because he knew that death itself was the greatest punishment here—could there be anything worse than this?

During the Judgment segment that everyone was concerned about, Number Nine felt that he was surely doomed and decided he might as well drag someone down with him.

When people come under persecution, they subconsciously think they stand together with other victims, so Number Nine didn’t choose the answer given by Number One, instead, he rashly judged Number One.

"You... you’re human, you’re lying! That phrase ’humanity is not worth it’ could only come from a human! You said that phrase, so you’re a human!"

The actions of Number Nine once again excited those Evil Fallen who had been judged by Number One.

They all hoped Number Nine was right, as long as Number One died, there would be one less death slot, and among this group of people mentioned by the Evil Fallen... one person should be able to survive!

But something surprising happened in the next moment.

Number One did not die.

With eyes frozen, then a twitch of his body, the one who fell onto the table was Number Nine.

"Number Nine’s judgment is incorrect, death and elimination," the voice in the darkness sent a chill through the hearts of all the Evil Fallen present.

Could it be that Number One wasn’t human? Did it actually deceive us into thinking it was human?

Amongst those who had been accurately predicted by Number One to die, there were still Number Ten, Number Eleven, Number Fifteen, Number Sixteen, Number Seventeen—five people left.

Among those not mentioned by Number One, there were Number One, Number Two, Number Four, Number Five, Number Twelve, Number Thirteen, Number Fourteen—seven people.

Out of seventeen people, five had been eliminated, and five more were to be eliminated.

Now it was Number Ten’s turn to speak. As one of those judged by Number One, Number Ten knew all too well that he couldn’t survive this game.

Number One was a real Judge! All he could do now was accept the judgment of Number One, or... drag someone else down with him.

When it came to the Judgment segment, his mind started to work more actively. Although he had long since died, here, death itself was endless.

This fear compelled Number Ten to ponder the details of what had just happened.

The person most likely to be human... could only be Number One and Number Five.

"Number Five! It must be a fake Number Five! Last round, Number Five spoke about Denglin City in the year 2128! But this round, he mentioned Baichuan City in 2127! Each of us mentioned the same year, the year we died, but you, Number Five! You mentioned different years! This proves that you are human! You contradicted yourself!" freewebnoveℓ.com

"Hahaha... I’m going to judge you, you lied in this round! Hahahahaha..."

Number Ten’s speech was well-reasoned, logical, and intelligent.

He laughed triumphantly as if eliminating someone would allow him to survive, as if by eliminating someone not mentioned by Number One, he surpassed Number One.

Ten people are to be eliminated from the game, and now, counting Number Five, the human, that left four more people...

And amongst those judged by Number One, only Number Ten, Number Eleven, Number Sixteen, and Number Seventeen remained, which meant they were already doomed.

But such is the depravity of humanity, it seems as long as everyone is unlucky, one’s own misfortune doesn’t seem as bad.

This is what Number Ten believed, as long as Number Five died it would be fine, as long as Number Five died it would be fine, as long as Number Five died it would be fine...

This was his obsession.

But Number Five did not die, instead, Number Ten’s laughter abruptly stopped.

Bang!

Another muffled sound that echoed caused utter surprise among the Evil Fallen, and even Yin Shuang found it incredible.

"Number Ten’s judgment is incorrect, out of the game."

The whole place went into a daze again.

It was not just the Evil Fallen who were confused; the humans were too. Number Five was Bai Wu, Yin Shuang had come to that conclusion.

As for why Number Five was able to cooperate with Number One, Yin Shuang was still unclear. So how exactly did Bai Wu escape this disaster?

Could it be that Number Five is really not Bai Wu? Is Number One actually Bai Wu?

No, that’s not right... Number One has already been judged.

As the former brain of the Vanguard Group, Yin Shuang was completely baffled.

Only two people know the truth, one is the organizer behind the scenes. The other is Bai Wu himself.

In the eyes of most people, it’s impossible for a living person to be alive for seven hundred years, and any tales told by a living person about things that happened seven hundred years ago are false.

So as long as a living person told a lie and was identified by others, they would be eliminated from the game.

That is to say, the premise for eliminating a living person is... living people will lie, and it seems that in order to continue in this game, they can only lie.

But Bai Wu didn’t lie.

In the summer of 2127 in Baichuan City, an unfortunate young girl wanted to see someone’s true face at Mount Lu but was rejected on the grounds that I am just too handsome."

This matter was an ironclad fact.

Who could imagine a human being knowing things from seven hundred years ago?

Bai Wu’s move had Number Ten dying with his eyes open.

If it was the first round, Bai Wu indeed lied, but he knew very clearly that everyone would give up judging in the first round.

In the second round, Bai Wu had already anticipated that as some people got eliminated, the others’ mindsets would change, and someone would adopt a scorched-earth mindset, wanting to take themselves out.

So he told the truth.

The game must go on, and now it was Number Eleven’s turn.

This person, who once made the Masked Strange Person late, was not someone Bai Wu would let off easily.

The people on this island, most of them deserve redemption, even those he had eliminated, after all, ten people must be eliminated, and he could only follow the rules.

But he wouldn’t let go of those who are self-centered.

Number Eleven didn’t have many choices. If he wanted to take someone down with him, Number One is unfathomable, Number Five is invincible in this round, and the rest are even more clueless, only Number Two...

Number Eleven thought, if it weren’t for Number Two coordinating with Number One, how could everyone believe Number One?

But if that was the case, why would Number One reveal Number Two’s cause of death?

Caught in a dilemma, Number Eleven made a desperate move:

"Number Two! You killed yourself out of shame for not being as smart as others!"

Lin Wurou, as Number Two, was so infuriated! She almost threw some Swearing at the opponent for mocking their intelligence.

But the dead deserve respect.

The moment Number Eleven’s head hit the table, Lin Wurou’s anger dissipated.

"Number Eleven’s judgment is incorrect, eliminated."

It’s fake! Number Fifteen, Number Sixteen, and Number Seventeen got confused again. Why would Number One protect Number Two? Could it be that Number Two is a human?

They indeed guessed correctly, but they had no chance left.

The next to speak was Number Twelve.

As the lucky little Number Twelve, of course, it felt that everything in front of it was a miracle! That woman didn’t lie to itself!

Without any hesitation, Number Twelve used "Rejected for boarding and feeling heartbroken" to eliminate Number Fifteen.

And Number Thirteen? As someone who had been given a reprieve by Number One and witnessed so many outrageous events, where would it dare to act rashly?

It accepted its fate and used "Felt worthless after being abandoned" to eliminate Number Sixteen.

Then came Yin Shuang’s Number Fourteen, who, without suspense, didn’t even bother to make up a story and directly used "Gave up on life after losing all money" to eliminate Number Seventeen.

Thus, Number Three, Number Six, Number Seven, Number Eight, Number Nine, Number Ten, Number Eleven, Number Fifteen, Number Sixteen, and Number Seventeen, ten people were eliminated.

The entire Death Puzzle Game—Bai Wu’s God’s Eye view of frenzied killing. The second round, the game ends.

(Because I lost a Dark Duel with the author of "I Can Extract Proficiency", Yun Dongliu who lives next door, I’m adding more to the updates. Tomorrow I’m going to challenge Zhuge Wanjun, readers of "Monster Synthesis Master", get ready to make him provide more updates.)