After Brook left, the classroom erupted into chaos. Some people shouted angrily, "What a bullshit expert, completely indifferent to our lives."

"Is this really some Taoist leader? Why doesn't he have any skills?"

Henry was also indignant, "What nonsense is he talking? Is his departure supposed to help us? What is this?"

I was also deeply pondering Brook's words. There must be a reason for what he said. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left like that. And when he left, he glanced at us. It seemed like he wanted to say something.

However, regardless of the situation, Brook, the old man, had only come to stir up trouble briefly and hadn't done anything. We were still doomed by the curse. Therefore, everyone was dejected, waiting for the next vote to arrive.

Soon, a new group vote appeared again in the chat group. Every student hurriedly opened their phones to see what the latest vote was about.

The content of the group vote was simple: The weekend has arrived, and students must choose a group task. After accepting the group task, there will be no new votes for two days. If the votes are tied, both options will be executed.

1. Randomly select six people from the class for a two-day game of death rock-paper-scissors.

2. Randomly select half of the students in the class for a two-day game of idiom relay.

"This vote is very different from the previous ones, and the number of people involved is no longer just one," I muttered to myself while looking at the vote on my phone. In the past, there were only two sacrificial victims, and the members of the class could choose any one of them.

But this time, there were six people. And it was random. This meant that anyone could be selected. It could be said that this was an option that could not be chosen.

"Damn it, this is a group task. That means if things go badly, the number of people who die will be far more than two," James shouted angrily. Others also agreed.

"There's no choice, we have to choose option 1. The second game requires half of the class," George said.

"That's right, we have to do this."

This time, everyone agreed and chose option 1. Then the group vote ended. David, who had never spoken in the class group chat before, suddenly spoke up.

"The game of death rock-paper-scissors begins. Randomly selecting class members..."

"Selection complete. The participants in this game of death rock-paper-scissors are Frank, Potter, Jasmine, Ivan, Amelia, and Jennifer."

"Now, I will announce the rules of the game."

"The rules of death rock-paper-scissors are as follows: Each person starts the game with two lives and can play rock-paper-scissors against each other. The winning party takes one life from the other party. When class starts on Monday, anyone with three lives will survive. Those with less than three lives will be subjected to a thousand cuts."

After the announcement of the game rules, everyone around looked pale and started talking. Sophia even went to the blackboard. She started writing on it.

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Soon, she retracted the chalk with a pale face and a trembling voice, "I've calculated this game. Each person has two lives. To survive, one needs three lives. That means if you want to survive, you must win against one of the people participating in this game. Even so, six people have a total of twelve lives. If everyone needs three lives to survive, only four people can survive with three lives. Two people must die."

"No, I don't want to play this game!" Amelia cried out. Her face was pale, and she could hardly sit still. Potter beside her also said, "Yes, we don't want to play! This can kill people."

"Hmph, isn't it interesting? Why not play?" Ivan stood up and said, her face showing no fear, but rather excitement.

"Who wants to play with you? Haven't you read the rules? Losing can lead to death," Potter shouted angrily at Ivan.

Ivan did not counter, but spoke seriously, "Since you've seen the rules, you should be clear that we must play this game."

"If you want to die, go die by yourself, don't drag others down. Anyway, I'm not playing this game." Potter shouted angrily.

"I'm afraid you have to," I stood up and said. My face was as calm as Ivan's, with no sign of fear. I had already mentally prepared myself, so I wasn't surprised by the prospect of joining this game.

"Why?" Potter asked.

"Didn't you read the rules? Each of us starts with only two lives. But to win this game, we need at least three lives. That means if no one plays, all six of us will die. No one can escape." I said with a sneer.

"Exactly," Ivan looked at me and continued, "This game is called 'Death Rock-Paper-Scissors' because the losers will die. It's a game where you can't save your own life without taking someone else's."

"I'm not playing," Potter roared.

"It's fine, you have two days to think it over." Ivan smiled and then turned to Amelia. His voice softened, "How about you? Want to play with me? Just win once, and you can leave this game alive."

"No," Amelia shook her head. She was also very cautious at this moment. No one wanted to play against each other.

The game involved only six people, which meant two of them had to die. It was a terrifying number, so everyone was extremely cautious.

Jasmine looked panicky, her face filled with helplessness as she looked around, "Who can help me? What should I do?"

The other girls looked at Jasmine with schadenfreude, sneering, "It's simple to survive, just play against the other five people. Win once, and it's all over."

"No, I can't. I only have two lives. If I lose once, I'm doomed." Jasmine shook her head.

"Then there's no choice, just leave it to fate." The girl next to her laughed mockingly.

My expression also became serious. The game of 'Death Rock-Paper-Scissors' had begun, but none of the six of us had taken any action. Everyone was cautious.

"Boss, why don't you challenge someone? With your intelligence, you can't win against them?" Henry asked curiously.

"You're foolish. Rock-paper-scissors have no rhyme or reason. It's purely based on luck. One-third chance. We each have two lives now, which means anyone who wins once can successfully leave this game."

"But if you lose, the consequences will be dire." I sneered.

"Why is that?" Henry asked.

"It's simple. Among the six of us, anyone with three lives won't play anymore because winning again is meaningless while losing means the end. And those who lose, with only one life left, will try to turn the tables. This creates a situation where those with three lives won't play, those with two lives will be cautious, and those with only one life have no choice but to continue." I sneered.

"In that case, it's even more important to seize the initiative. Just win once and it's over." Henry said.

"Of course, but no one has absolute assurance." I sneered.

"Yes, it's just rock-paper-scissors, not anything else," Henry said.

At this moment, the students in the class looked at us, the chosen ones, with幸灾乐祸的目光. We had no choice but to compete with each other in this game of survival.

Just then, the first round of 'Death Rock-Paper-Scissors' began. Under the gaze of everyone in the class, Ivan calmly faced Jennifer. Jennifer's eyes were bloodshot, and her voice trembled as she said, "Let's do this, I'll play against you."

"Alright, I promise I'll only use rock. I won't use anything else." Ivan smiled at Jennifer.

"Who would believe you?" Jennifer said.

Then the game of rock-paper-scissors started. As the two arms fell, everyone's gaze converged. Jennifer chose rock, and Ivan also chose rock.

A tie, so they had to continue.