Survivorship Bias

Chapter 5: Murder

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Why have they all turned into innocent supplies

In this way, wouldn't it be impossible to kill An Wugui

Yang Ming couldn't accept this fact, and even suspected that it was the result of An Wujiu's cheating. But when he questioned the system, Shengyin told him that none of this violated the regulations.

Even so, he was still furious, stepped forward and grabbed An Wujiu's collar, "What the hell are you doing!"

An Wujiu calmly took his hand away, his tone was indifferent, and he did not pretend to be a villain anymore.

"It's no surprise."

"He's already my ally, isn't that what you think?"

When there is no change in state, An Wujiu's expression changes significantly less, and even looks a little cold. In addition to those innocent eyes, there will always be a layer of subconsciousness that "he is very kind" unconsciously.

But at this moment, the tranquility and tranquility in those eyes was like a joke, stabbing Yang Ming's heart hard.

"Sure enough! It really is that note!" Yang Ming said angrily.

"No, it has nothing to do with that note." An Wujiu took a piece of bread, and glanced at the column where Wu You stored supplies, and indeed there was nothing there.

He turned around, wanted to leave the storage room, then turned his head sideways, and said to Yang Ming, "You never trusted anyone."

The note that Yang Ming saw was just a prop for alienation, and it was also a way of blinding one's eyes.

At the door of the duel room, what An Wujiu really handed to Liu Chengwei was another note.

[Haven't you discovered that Yang Ming's red line is Ueno? If he doesn't believe you so much and sacrifices you to fight with other people, you are already his abandoned son. When you die, the remaining supplies will be divided up.

I can help you take revenge and get rid of these two people who betrayed you. The condition is also very simple, if you are alive, I only need 1/4 bottle of water, if you are dead, transfer the supplies to my name. At least I will always be Yang Ming's enemy.

They'll be dueling you again soon, just wait.

— An Wugui]

At that time, he was fully confident that even though Liu Chengwei could turn a blind eye to the note when he saw the note, but when Ueno launched duels against him again and again, the individual would collapse and be swallowed up by hatred little by little.

Hasty, reckless, competitive and intolerant like him, like a wild dog that has been robbed of its food, is bound to retaliate.

Without even needing An Wujiu's instructions, Liu Chengwei took the initiative to plunder Ueno's supplies.

Therefore, when An Wujiu learned about this matter from Wu You, he knew that the plan had succeeded.

Liu Chengwei hated them so much, the supplies after death would definitely become a knot in his heart. In his heart, if the materials are not transferred to An Wujiu, the materials will become unlabeled public materials, and they will be swallowed up, and it is very likely that they will be occupied by Yang Ming and Ueno.

Nothing is more manipulative than hate.

Thinking of this, An Wujiu couldn't help feeling terrified of his plot to kill his heart.

Although this is a plan I made under abnormal circumstances.

He used a half-written note to separate Liu Chengwei and Yang Ming. The words "Ueno has been dealt with" made Yang Ming infinitely suspicious of Ueno, leading him to adopt a strategy of killing each other and finding another chess piece, and at the same time brainwashing Ueno. , making him panic at the fate of the abandoned son, the first step towards a mental breakdown.

But even if Ueno was afraid, he didn't dare to resist Yang Ming's decision at will. So he will definitely go to a duel with Liu Chengwei, and he has to.

As long as the duel continues, Liu Chengwei will completely fall into An Wujiu's trap and accept his plan of revenge.

A set of closed-loop alienation schemes allowed him to fight without bloodshed, get supplies and get rid of powerful enemies.

On the afternoon of the third day, Yang Ming fulfilled his agreement and distributed the other half of the agreed supplies to other people. At this point, he had to fulfill it in order to be safe. This is undoubtedly life-saving food for others who are about to run out of supplies, but there is no An Wujiu who was excluded from the beginning, and there is no Ueno Dacheng.

The reason is simple, Ueno betrayed him.

An Wujiu no longer needs Yang Ming's charity, but Ueno does.

This is undoubtedly another blow to him who is already on the verge of collapse.

And Liu Chengwei's death, in this dim bunker, seemed to be just a small stone thrown, causing some waves, and the traces left behind were quickly healed.

His body was parked at the corner of the duel threshold, lying quietly, no one cared.

The survivors here have long been used to it and have become numb.

Only An Wugui couldn't let go.

At first, he felt at a loss about his inexplicable entry into the altar, and he just wanted to survive and go back to see his mother alive. Facing Yang Ming's accusation, he also expressed doubts, thinking that he was not that kind of person.

But now, it was indeed his own design that indirectly killed a living life.

Killing people to kill their hearts, what he kills is not only the hearts of others, but also his own.

"What are you doing sitting here by yourself? Like going to church."

An Wujiu turned her head and saw Zhong Yirou walking towards her with a smile. She sat down next to her and straightened the folds of the cheongsam.

"I didn't feel good waking up today."

An Wujiu nodded, but did not speak. His face was pale, his eyebrows were soft, and he sat quietly in a place like a church hall, like a painting. He should be a peaceful figure, not a bloody demon in the arena.

Zhong Yirou said scary words cheerfully.

"Do you know what happened when I killed someone for the first time in the altar?"

An Wujiu turned his face to the side and looked at her. Her face was calm, but her eyelashes were fluttering.

"It was a game of confrontation. The survivors fought against the guardians of the altar. You can understand them as NPCs in the game. We were initialized in a huge maze, and the first five people who walked out could survive."

"Guardians will appear in any corner of the maze. They have weapons and wear robes to cover their faces. If caught by them, they may die. If they die, they will not be able to get out."

Zhong Yirou's voice was very soft, "As for me, I have escaped from the guardian twice, and my leg was seriously injured at that time, so I was very scared and walked forward with fear. Later, I picked up a belt in a corner of the maze. A chainsaw of blood."

She lowered her eyes, "To protect myself, I killed the third guardian I met with a chainsaw."

Facing such a confession, An Wujiu didn't show much emotion, but pursed his lips and said softly, "And then? Have you...become the number one?"

Zhong Yirou smiled and nodded, "You guessed right. I found out later that among the five people who came out, none of them had blood on their hands."

This is a game where you have to learn to accept killing calmly.

Zhong Yirou smiled, and said, "However, after I counter-killed the guardian who tried to kill me, I was suddenly curious, are they human? Or are they just data?"

"So I took off his mask." Zhong Yirou raised his head and exhaled deeply, "I've seen that person before."

"It was the ally who betrayed me in the first round of the game."

The NPCs in the game are not simulated data or models, but human beings who once survived as survivors.

"He lost the game and was out, but he didn't die during the game. I didn't know until then that they would enter other games and become guardians in the game."

An Wujiu knew that he should comfort her at this time, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhong Yirou's recovery speed far exceeded his thinking, before he could speak, Zhong Yirou patted An Wujiu's shoulder with a smile.

"I said this to tell you, don't take too much burden."

She leaned back on the sofa, "I understand very well, you have amnesia, this is your first round, and you will feel guilty, just like I did back then. This is the reaction that normal people will have. But it is not It will be the last time."

"Who doesn't want to be a good person?" She smiled, looking at the sacred frescoes on the ceiling, and the loving angels smiled back at her.

"But the life of a good man is too short."

Zhong Yirou looked at An Wujiu, with a trace of determination in his gentle eyes.

"Punishing the bad guy is just in a sense. Because you don't know how many innocent people will be killed if he survives to the next round."

She came suddenly and left suddenly. After releasing warmth to the confused An Wujiu, he left quietly, leaving him alone on the sofa in the living room.

He stared up at the clock on the wall in a trance, and was tranced at the Jesus on the wall.

After a long time, An Wujiu got up and went back to his room.

The hypnotic gas completely calmed his mind, and he fell into a dream.

On the morning of the fourth day, An Wujiu woke up when he heard the music playing at nine o'clock, resisting the side effects of dizziness, he pushed open the door.

Ueno's cry was heard.

Last night, Ueno Dacheng lost one health bar.

And Liu Chengwei's body in the duel room.

Back to his lounge.

Lying on the bed bloody.