Origin Paradise!

The scene was very quiet.

The blond-haired youth suddenly stood up and roared angrily, "I've had enough! So many people died last night, and now they're here again. None of us will play along. Let's see what this masked man can do!"

The burly man ignored the complaints, reached out to grasp the handle of the revolver, only to find that he couldn't lift it at all.

The aloof woman stood with her arms crossed, observing the scene with an indifferent expression.

Jiang He took out the invitation, which recorded that he had eight lives on his record, corresponding to the previous mission involving the card club. The Death Cruiser was powerful, but not to an extremely exaggerated degree. Neither the derivative world nor Anping Island showed anything on the card, or rather, the judgment of sins came from the invitee himself as reflected by hypnosis.

"And I know that I am currently wearing the Rhine leather suit."

Inside the meeting room, facing the blond-haired man's accusations, the middle-aged sailor who was the first to board the ship at the Shanghai port spoke up:

"Your outburst of anger is ill-timed. Before the rules were read, you were clearly eager to try. Everyone knows that the most sinful person has a big advantage in this game because it seems like all you have to do is shoot and kill to complete the level. I guess your crimes are neither serious nor respectable, and are even too shameful to mention..."

"Shut up!"

The blond-haired youth threw down his chair, turned around and ran straight to the wall, frantically pounding on the elevator door he had come out of.

The next second, a dark gun muzzle appeared on the ceiling of the reception room. The flash of gunfire disappeared in an instant, and most of the blond youth's right leg was blown off by the bullet. He screamed and fainted. The floor cracked and sand gushed out, burying him.

Host Z1 scratched his head and said nonchalantly, "You can't quit the game halfway through on Death Cruise. I originally thought it was unnecessary to mention, that it wasn't a mandatory rule. He's a newbie, so ignorance is no excuse. Let him roll around in [hell] a few times, and he'll be one in a thousand to become a death row inmate. I think it's better than just dying directly."

Then he announced: "The five-minute exchange time is over. The game will now officially begin. The first round of sin readings will begin. The sins will increase if the content is true and decrease if it is false. We will start with the first lady to the left of the unlucky guy."

Chapter 39 Aloof Woman

Reception room.

Blood and bits of flesh still lingered on the ground. The four invitees turned their gaze to the aloof woman, who began to speak slowly and deliberately.

"Many years ago, a doctor said I had a serious mental illness and advised me to use medication as soon as possible. I believe I have always been healthy and do not think there is any need to take medication. After all, cutting off one's mind is, in a sense, also a form of suicide."

"But I admit that this world is incredibly boring to me, and I think living is an outrageously boring thing."

“I used to be like any other normal person, indulging in all sorts of pleasures. But as time went by, all that remained was disappointment. Nothing could soothe my innate boredom. Even if someone told me, ‘Hmm, this game is super fun, it will definitely get you addicted,’ I wouldn’t try it immediately. Just thinking about turning on the computer, booting up, logging in, and loading makes me incredibly bored, like waiting before hanging myself.”

"So for a while, apart from eating and drinking, I would lie on the sofa and fantasize, then cut off the thoughts one by one. If I had to work hard to make a living, I probably wouldn't have to do this. If I had the wealth to rival a country, I could indulge in a life of luxury. The boring thing is, I'm just stuck in the middle."

"But this situation changed due to an accident."

"It was an afternoon four years ago. An old lady was crossing the road. The traffic was heavy, and she didn't use the traffic lights. When she reached the middle of the road, I happened to see this scene. Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but I shouted loudly."

"careful!"

"That's roughly it. She pulled back her leg and turned to look at me. The nearest driver probably thought she was going to turn back. Everything happened so suddenly."

"Do you think the old lady just died like that? I'm sorry, she's perfectly fine. The driver swerved the steering wheel, the car ran over the guardrail and onto the sidewalk, while people were jostling each other on the street."

"Nine dead, eleven injured. It's a pity you can't see it, but that car was like a rocket. The driver was pressing the accelerator with all his might. I even suspect he just wanted to take revenge on something."

“The matter was serious, and the investigation was very thorough, but I was not punished at all. Moreover, because of my kind reminder, I became good friends with the old lady despite the age difference. She cried and told me that I had saved her life and that she wanted to introduce me to her son.”

"About three months later, at the entrance of the town where the old lady lived, a truck carrying grapes overturned. The driver was very anxious and kept making phone calls by the roadside. I happened to see this scene when I went out to visit the old lady, so I casually mentioned it."

"What I didn't expect was that she had a huge intelligence network. Forgive me for using this word so rashly, but the news spread really fast. A huge group of people picked up all the grapes on the ground."

“The driver uploaded the video to social media, which put a lot of pressure on her. She was bombarded with accusations. The old lady’s cousin had a bad relationship with her and knew the old lady’s pain points best.”

"The two got into an argument, then started fighting, and a few passing teenagers saw this and began to take sides with them."

“I swear, the old lady only fell lightly.”

"She's dead."

"Later, her son returned from out of town and came to me to ask about the situation. I told him the story in detail, and then the infamous family annihilation case occurred, resulting in five deaths and two injuries."

"The two accidents were quite interesting to me, but please don't think it was just luck, because I put in a lot of effort. In fact, I tried every day for those three months until I finally got a feel for it after the family annihilation case."

"And in the next three years, I succeeded more than a dozen times, and the number of deaths reached ninety-nine."

"But unfortunately, as the success rate kept rising, I started to get bored. Before I could find anything new to have fun, I received an invitation to the death cruise."

……

The reading of the crimes has ended.

At the conference table, a middle-aged sailor complained, "This is hell! That old lady must have had the worst luck to run into you."

The burly man's forehead veins bulged as he forcibly suppressed his anger; the phrase "treating human life like dirt" was insufficient to describe the other party's depravity.

"Dare you tell me your name?"

The aloof woman said indifferently, "Si Ning, when my parents were still alive, they called me Little Lemon, which meant innocent and cute."

"Good good."

The burly man bowed his head and clapped; he had nothing to say.

Jiang He remained silent, which seemed somewhat abstract.

Si Ning's expression was calm yet slightly excited as she announced, "This game is effectively over. I don't think any of you are crazy enough to have over a hundred kills."

"Furthermore, according to the following conditions: ① The person with the heaviest sins dies, and the invitee passes the level. ② The person with the heaviest sins commits murder, and he/she passes the level."

"If I commit suicide, I can simultaneously satisfy the death and murder of the most sinful person and achieve a happy ending in the game of death."

"Based on the time difference between cardiac death and brain death, in order for my suicide attempt to pass the level, there is a good chance that the death cruise ship can immediately provide emergency rescue. Of course, it doesn't matter if I guess wrong, my art can just make up the whole number with myself."

Si Ning reached out and gripped the gun handle, and the other four people made similar movements to prevent others from killing them.

Host Z1 said, "The right to use firearms has been granted."

Si Ning pointed the gun at himself without hesitation.

But someone is faster than her.

The host, Z1, drew his gun and fired, hitting Si Ning squarely in the chest. She immediately let out an indescribable, horrifying whimper, fell heavily to the ground from her chair, her limbs twitching slightly in agony. Blood stained her clothes, and she lost her life in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged crew member stood up abruptly and shouted angrily, "What right do you have to attack the invitee!"

Without relevant regulations, they would be at the mercy of the host.

Jiang He was somewhat uncertain and said, "If the ending is that the most sinful person and the invitee all survive, then there will be no dead in this game. According to rule ②, the host will die as a result, but according to rule ③, the host can retaliate, so he fired a shot. In this way, the Death Cruise obviously does not support the cooperation between the wolf and the sheep in the game."

The burly man asked, "What if the counterattack succeeds?"

Host Z1 sneered: "Then you can take my place, but don't get too cocky. The host also has to participate in the game as an invitee from time to time."

The burly man abandoned his idea of ​​risking his life. The gains were not proportional to the dangers. If the host was always in charge of other people's lives and deaths, then it would be worth taking a chance.

Host Z1 said, "The game continues. Everyone, please return your weapons. Next person, clockwise."

The burly man looked bewildered. "You mean there's someone here even more wicked than that bastard woman!?"

Jiang He frowned. He had many lives on his hands, mostly taken by Qing Bing, but the invitation only detected eight, which was less than Si Ning's accidental killings.

The middle-aged sailor paused for a moment, then said, "I didn't mean to."

The burly man exclaimed in shock, "There really is! And what kind of beast are you?"

Chapter 40 Deaths in Succession

Reception room.

Currently, the remaining four players in the game are Jiang He, a burly man, a middle-aged sailor, and a woman in a skirt who has little presence. Perhaps because she drank alcohol at breakfast, she looks dazed and is about to fall asleep.

The middle-aged sailor slowly said, "My name is Zhao Xuan. I have worked at sea for twenty years. My education and experience are so-so. Because I have been at sea for many years, I suffer from severe joint disease and had to retire from the front line. Later, I went to America and joined a large shipping group. Soon after, this group launched a major project, namely the new Las Vegas - the city that never sleeps at sea."

“I remember it was an ordinary night, and I was working with a female colleague as the headquarters liaison for the day.”

"I only found out afterward that at the same time, an unprecedented hurricane formed in the Pacific Ocean."

"There were no weather signs, and the weather observation room didn't give any notice. In short, when the captain of the New Las Vegas contacted headquarters, my female colleague was on top of me. We had drunk a lot of alcohol and couldn't report the news in time. The other department responsible for overseeing the process was also unattended."

"Nobody thinks the new Las Vegas will have any problems. It's twice the length of the Titanic, and even the biggest waves in the world can't capsize an island."

The middle-aged crew member said dejectedly, "The storm blocked all signals. The captain placed his last hope on me, while my second brother was busy enduring another kind of storm. Because there was no real-time satellite map from headquarters, the New Las Vegas plunged headlong into the eye of the hurricane. There was no wind there, but there was a sea eye that swallowed everything. I killed more than 7,000 people."

The burly man said, "So you were the first one to board the ship at Shanghai Harbor."

The middle-aged crew member nodded emphatically, "The death cruise ship is the new Las Vegas, there's absolutely no mistake about that."

The woman in the skirt, still a little dazed, said, "What else is there to say? The three of us can just kill him."

Jiang He stretched out his leg and stepped on the gun on the female corpse on the ground. Si Ning had failed to pull the trigger before she died, so he kicked it twice. It was indeed the loose feel that the dead should have.

"Zhao Xuan's sin is dereliction of duty. In the computer system's judgment, he may be the executioner who killed all the passengers, or he may be a completely insignificant link in the accident. Once the three of them shoot him, Wolf will pass the level. I don't care, but this strong man seems unable to accept it. As for whether he is a more sinful guy than Si Ning, it is hard to judge."

The burly man remained silent.

Zhao Xuan said, "Since there's doubt about whether or not to fire, I suggest we all point our guns at our host. There's a good chance he designed this game, and it definitely won't work on the good guys."

Host Z1 squinted and said, "Hey, you don't think your marksmanship is better than mine, do you?"

Suddenly, an electronic voice rang out.

"The reading of the sins is finished; the right to use firearms is hereby granted."

With the host deliberately stalling, the death cruise ship took over the control of the game's progress.

Zhao Xuan and the host Z1 gripped their pistols almost simultaneously, but before they could raise them, a shot rang out.

Jiang He's revolver roared, and his agility of 10 points allowed him to aim carefully. The bullet shot from the muzzle and pierced through the forehead of the host Z1, like a heavy hammer blow, and the target suddenly lost all power to resist.

The burly man was startled. The world's fastest gunman had set a record, drawing his gun, aiming, and firing in just 0.21 seconds, a feat that was already beyond the reach of ordinary people. But this shot was like a lightning bolt!

"The game continues, everyone return your weapons," Death Ship announced.

Jiang He said, "Now it seems that neither of the two dead were wolves, nor was I the one who shot them. At the beginning of this game, even wolves couldn't be sure if they were wolves, but now it seems that it is among the three of you."

The woman in the suit said, "What if I get up and leave?"

The burly man sneered, "Then you'll get shot just like that blond guy."

The woman in the skirt shrugged. Nobody can say for sure. Host Z1 has concealed too many rules. Compared to the cabin area, order is improving, but it's not yet at a level that inspires trust.

The four returned the weapons, and the burly man began to read aloud, his expression pained: "I am the driver who rushed into the street as described by Si Ning. Zhao Xuan is the most suspicious. He has the most obvious tendency to shoot. I believe he told the truth in order to aggravate his sins."

"The right to use firearms has been granted."

In an instant, the burly man fired at Zhao Xuan, but Zhao Xuan did not resist. Instead, he handed the gun in his hand to the woman in the suit.

The woman in the skirt fired a shot at Jiang He, but he dodged it by turning his head.

Woman in a skirt suit: "Huh?"

Two gunshots rang out simultaneously, and Zhao Xuan died.

"The game continues, everyone return the weapons."

The woman in the suit quickly placed her gun on Zhao Xuan's spot. It was out of bullets, but the gun that the man had thrown at her before he died was now the only loaded pistol on the table.

The burly man was taken aback. "There's more!"

The woman in the suit, drunk, said, "Neither the shooter nor the victim was a wolf. There's really no need to read it out. I'm Zhao Xuan's colleague. On the night the New Las Vegas sank, I was the one who approached him and turned off my communication signal. Now that I think about it, there's no real reason. I just didn't want to be disturbed. That's all."

"The right to use firearms has been granted."

The burly man suddenly stood up, grabbed his empty pistol, and hurled it at the woman in the suit. The woman with the monocle was able to dodge the bullets; it was obvious who she intended to shoot next.

The pistol struck the woman in the skirt in the eye, and the bullet also hit the burly man in the abdomen.

Driven by his robust physique and adrenaline, the burly man pounced on his enemy, and the two wrestled wildly. But before long, the woman in the skirt got up and struck him at close range with her revolver, and few could escape unscathed.

"The game continues, everyone return the weapons."

The woman in the skirt frowned first, then sneered, "I suspect the game is just for fun, and everyone is going to die."

Jiang He calmly said, "If you're not, and I'm not, then it can only prove that the wolf isn't dead."

The sound of the chair being straightened rang out. Si Ning patted the two footprints on his shirt, and seeing that the bloodstains left by the fake bullet were really hard to remove, he simply gave up and sat back down at the table.

She rested her chin on her hand, bored, and said, "What old lady was just playing a prank. But Z1 reminded you that the host can also participate in the game as an invitee. The best option in this situation is to form an alliance with the other hosts, but more often than not, they restrain each other. My sin is that I personally executed nearly a hundred prisoners in [Hell]. Death Cruise only counts direct crimes."

The woman in the skirt suit said coldly, "You're not next in line."

Jiang He picked up the revolver he was stepping on. After the woman who called herself Si Ning "died," her body did become soft, but she did not excrete any excrement, which would have caused a foul odor. This was not normal.

"I have killed 1742 people."

Si Ning gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Great job!"

The identity of the most sinful person has been transferred. Before Jiang He's eyes, his invitation letter has turned as red as blood, and he holds the last gun with bullets in the reception room.