Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 861 Survival Game
Of course, Wu Xian did not give a long speech.

He only gave a general overview of the nature and dangers of the blessed land, and also told us all four rules in the ordination certificate.

When Wu Xian made his introduction, it was the quietest time in the courtyard of the county government office, because everyone wanted to know how the only person who could move freely would explain the current situation.

But after Wu Xian finished his introduction, the scene became chaotic and disorderly again.

The cleaning lady, in her forties or fifties, kept sobbing, saying nothing, just quietly wiping away her tears with her rough fingers.

Wearing beach shorts and a sun hat, the grumpy old man struggled like a fish, yelling, "Who hung me up? Who is it? Get the hell out here!"

"At a time like this, stop being so arrogant." The middle-aged woman next to the uncle, dressed similarly, tried to persuade him a couple of times without success, and then angrily grabbed his face. "I told you this place is expensive, but you insisted on coming in. It's all your fault!"

With delicate, fair skin and wearing a black and red gown, the elegant woman who had once quietly admired music at the museum is now blushing as she struggles against gravity.

A middle-aged man with short hair, wearing a three-button suit, tried to ask Wu Xian for more detailed information, but was drowned out by the shouts of others.

Panicked and emotionally disoriented young band apprentices, a strong jogger trying to untie the ropes binding his feet, a long-haired photographer whose mouth is slightly cleaner than Sang Biao's, and a museum security guard so disgusted by the corpse that he keeps vomiting...

When everyone realized that being hung among the corpses like cured meat was just the beginning, the situation completely spiraled out of control.

Wu Xian's eyes widened in disbelief.

It's like a teacher who's been assigned to the worst class, looking helpless as they watch their students running wild.

Wu Xian understood the emotions of these people at this moment. Less than half an hour ago, they were still in the safety of the museum. This contrast between heaven and hell made it impossible for everyone to calm down quickly.

But they must remain calm.

Snapped!
So Wu Xian jumped up and gave the old man who was shouting the loudest a vicious slap in the buttocks!

The old man was stunned by the beating. He glared angrily at Wu Xian, his eyes almost bulging out, looking like he was about to have a stroke from high blood pressure.

This old man had been poor and arrogant his whole life, and had never met anyone who dared to hit him.

However, Wu Xian did not show favoritism. Whoever made the loudest noise would get a slap. It wasn't just for show. If he hit them, they would be swaying among the corpses, their heads buzzing and trembling.

The woman in the evening gown gently advised, "Let's talk this out, don't..."

Snapped!
One side of her cheek was also swollen, and small tears kept falling from the corner of her eye.

At this point, the scene finally fell silent.

Wu Xian flexed his wrists and let out a long breath. He never imagined that slapping someone would be so tiring, almost as strenuous as playing volleyball.

"From now on, the person hanging up there may only speak with my permission, understand?"

The newlyweds, who had become more understanding, nodded frequently.

The muscular man running in a sports vest waved to indicate that he wanted to speak. After Wu Xian agreed, he spoke: "Can I borrow your knife? The white ribbon tied around my leg is too tight, and I can't untie it myself."

Wu Xian smiled and handed over the Cursed Dream Dagger, finally allowing the process to proceed normally.

After taking the dagger, the jogger sat up again and cut the white silk on his feet, but even after several cuts, the silk remained undamaged.

"Your knife is too dull; it can't cut through the white silk at all!"

"Impossible, I escaped with this knife." Wu Xian first retorted instinctively, then thought of a possibility: "Wait, try cutting your pants!"

Following Wu Xian's instructions, the runner easily cut open his trouser leg, proving that the knife was not the problem; the problem was the white silk used to bind everyone!

Wu Xian immediately realized that, apart from his own white silk ribbon, the white silk ribbons on everyone else's feet were probably indestructible!

If this is the case……

Wu Xian hurriedly ran to the divination table, grabbed six yellow-headed sticks from the divination tube, and pointed one of them at the jogger.

"put!"

The yellow tag disappeared immediately, and the runner fell instantly. Wu Xian caught him in time, preventing him from falling headfirst!
The man who was running got up from the ground. The layer of corpse oil on the ground made him tremble. He realized that Wu Xian's cruel blessed land was not an exaggeration.

Wu Xian raised his head and said to the crowd who remained silent, "I have six yellow tokens in my hand, enough to fit five more people. Does anyone want to get down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started waving their hands. Being hung upside down was too painful, and everyone wanted to get down and relax as soon as possible.

"It's a good thing that you're willing to come down, but there's something I need to make clear first."

"There are seven statues of gods, and there are seven people, including myself, who can walk below them. That means the seven of us will be the ones participating in the survival game next."

"If at least five of the seven people below survive before 5 a.m., then we can all survive. If three of the seven people below die, then we will all die!"

After he said this, everyone hesitated again.

According to the game rules, hanging up there is obviously the best choice. You don't have to face the horrors of the blessed land; you can just enjoy the fruits of other people's hard work.

Wu Xian took the opportunity to observe everyone's reactions.

He had something else to say: the condition for passing through the blessed land was that five people, including himself, would survive, which was five out of twenty-two, not five out of seven!
In other words, those who remain on top are likely to face a crisis of total annihilation before dawn!

Ultimately, after some hesitation and deliberation, five more newcomers were released.

The six newcomers introduced themselves.

The first one is Chen Chao, the runner. He looks the strongest among the group. He was just exercising in the shade of the music museum when he was pulled into the blessed land.

The second one is security guard Li Xiaohu. He is of normal build, but he is covered in sweat. He wanted to get down from up there because his body couldn't hold on any longer. He kept vomiting, and if he stayed up there any longer, he might die.

The third person was Liu Nana, a bassist with delicate features and long, wavy hair. She was young, but after careful consideration, she felt that the chances of survival were greater if she stayed.

The fourth person is Miao Yue, a tourist. She visited the music museum with her new boyfriend, but his cold attitude after the incident chilled her to the bone, so she chose to participate in this survival game.

The fifth person was Hu Zhongjian, a guide at the music museum. Wu Xian had a good impression of him; he had a first-class voice, and Wu Xian also liked the rosewood piano he introduced.

The sixth person was Xiao Sijia, who was wearing a work uniform. She was a shop assistant in the souvenir shop of the music museum. She was in her early thirties, no longer young but not old either.

These six people, along with Wu Xian, are the participants in this survival game.

Wu Xian chatted with them briefly, learned each person's name, and then led them to perform the first worship ceremony at this blessed land.

(End of this chapter)