"Everyone, stop arguing. The group voting is here!"

Just when the class was still noisy, a girl who had been paying attention to her phone suddenly shouted.

Then everyone hurriedly picked up their phones. Even the two girls who were fighting also hurriedly opened their phones.

The new voting in the group has been released. In this ongoing death-voting game, we have lost too many people. And the voting still continues every day, depriving us of our right to survive.

One of the following two items must be chosen. If the two votes are the same, they will be executed simultaneously.

1. The whole class will play a game of Death Note Passing.

2. The whole class will play a game of Death Battle Royale.

"Damn it! What is this? Both are group tasks and the scope is the entire class." Jennifer couldn't help shouting. Henry beside him was even more startled.

This time, the group voting that emerged is more demanding than before. Because both items are group tasks. And the entire class must participate. If so, what's the point of voting or not?

James's face turned pale. He had gone to great lengths to cast so many votes. But the result is like this. The group task for the entire class means that no one can avoid it.

"Are you kidding me? How could such a group task appear? Before, except for weekends, there were none at other times." James roared, looking at me and Ivan with bloodshot eyes.

"It must be you two. It must be you two who angered the voting initiator and made him issue such a vote." James pointed at me and said. At the same time, he looked at Ivan viciously.

"Yes, it must be you two. Otherwise, in the previous games, why were both of you two selected?" George also stood up and said. After he finished speaking, the surrounding classmates suddenly understood.

"Yes, Frank, Ivan. It must be you two who offended the voting initiator and implicated the entire class." Ava also stood up and said. For a moment, Ivan and I simply became the culprits.

However, compared to Ivan, I received the most hateful looks. After all, they couldn't afford to provoke Ivan. And I seemed the easiest to bully.

"How can you say that? Aren't Frank and Ivan also for the entire class?" Sophia stood up and said.

"Shut up. Tell us what we should do now?" James glared with bloodshot eyes and said almost frantically. He stomped his feet irritably, and his emotions became more and more excited.

The others around him had the same emotions as him. Some people even simply burst into tears. Facing the options in the group voting, everyone didn't know what to do.

"Should we vote in the end or not?" A classmate trembled and said.

"What the hell. This is nonsense." James angrily slapped the table. His eyes were full of blood. The faces of the people around him were also not good.

"We must vote. This is the only way we can contend with the mastermind behind the scenes." I stood up and said.

"Damn it, Frank. How do you say we should vote? Both sides mean death." James cursed. At this time, he didn't care anymore.

"We still have to find a way to minimize the number of casualties. Among these two games, just by the names, we know that the loss of Death Note Passing should be the smallest." I analyzed.

"You say the smallest is the smallest? Now no one knows. What these two games are. We also don't know the game rules." James said rudely.

I nodded. James was right. David would only come out and announce the game rules after the voting was completed. Before that, he wouldn't come out at all. Everything was just a guess.

"I trust Frank," Sophia stood up and said. With a serious expression, she said, "He is impossible to deceive us. This also concerns our vital interests."

"Cut. Anyway, choosing either one is death." James muttered, but surprisingly, he didn't refute. After all, everyone knew the current situation. It was already a dilemma.

Now one of these two must be chosen. Otherwise, even if no one chooses, the game won't end. The final result might be even worse than now. As voters, we can't stop voting or modify the content of the voting.

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The only thing we can do is choose the option with the least loss.

Although my classmates in the class couldn't reach a consensus, most people still accepted my idea and chose item 1. Of course, some people chose 2. But there were only a few votes.

The voting was ongoing. Everyone had a frown. Some girls were even crying. The entire classroom was in chaos. Limp held his girlfriend, Liu Gaoqi, and constantly comforted her.

Cries and whispers became the main tone of the entire classroom. A sense of despair hung over everyone's heart. I looked at Jennifer in the distance. He was holding Perrin and comforting her softly. But his face was full of gloom.

Everyone around was like this. Everyone was nervous and uneasy. Waiting for the next game to start. Even the calmest person would be frightened in the face of such impending death.

The voting finally ended. The number of people who chose option 1 was as high as 37 votes. This meant that the Death Note Passing began.

David began to appear in the group.

"Congratulations on choosing the most correct option. The game rules of Death Note Passing are as follows."

"First, take a piece of white paper and write a character of 'death' on it. Then fold it up as a note."

"Second, after the first person in the first row gets this note, hand the note to the person behind the seat.

And so on. The person in the last row hands it to the person beside and then continues to pass. When it reaches the last row, it continues to pass in the opposite direction. This continues infinitely."

"Third, the game lasts for ten minutes. After ten minutes, the person holding the note and not passing it out will be sentenced to kill."

"Special rule: During the game, everyone cannot leave their seats, otherwise they will be executed. If the entire class refuses to play the game, they will all be executed!"

"No wonder it's called Death Note Passing. So it is." I muttered to myself while looking at my phone. Henry beside me hurriedly said, "In this case, just pay attention to passing the note to others. Everyone's chance of survival is the same."

"That's right. We must not keep the note with the word 'death' in our hands. Otherwise, it's a dead end." I said calmly while thinking quickly in my mind.

Is there any way to avoid having the note in my hand in this Death Note Passing game?

Sophia's face was pale and her whole body was trembling. But she still came to the podium. Her voice trembled and said, "Classmates, there's no choice. We have to play."

"Um." The students below the stage didn't waste words with her at this time. They all nodded and said.

"Don't worry, everyone. Not many people will die in this game. There will only be one." Sophia forced a smile and said. Then she picked up a piece of white paper and began to write a character of 'death'. And she showed this piece of white paper to everyone.

Sure enough, there was a character of 'death' written on it. Then Sophia folded this piece of paper and handed it to a classmate closest to the podium. Then she trotted all the way to her seat and sat down.

"The game is about to start. Everyone sits properly. Don't leave your seats within ten minutes." The first classmate said. His face was full of fear as he waved the note in his hand. His voice was difficult as he said.

Then the classmates quickly returned to their seats. Some people who didn't have time to go back simply sat in other people's seats. Soon, all the seats in the class were occupied.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the Death Note Passing to come. And the boy sitting at the beginning, his voice trembled, and said, "The game has started. Everyone get ready!"

And at this time, I raised my head and looked at the clock beside the podium. It was exactly eight-ten. That is to say, at eight twenty, this Death Note Passing will end.

With the voice of this boy, he began to tremble and pass the note to the person behind him. The classmate behind was obviously startled by the note. He didn't have time to say anything. He trembled and picked up the note and then passed it to the back.

The classmate behind hurriedly caught the note. However, she was also frightened and her face turned pale.

But she passed it to the back without hesitation. In this way, the note began to be passed quickly in a short period of time.

My gaze was fixed in the distance. There were three rows of seats in the entire classroom. I was in the second row. That is to say, the note wouldn't reach me for the time being. Looking at the constantly passed note, my heart also fluctuated along with its movement.

At this moment, everyone in the classroom was nervously staring at the constantly passed note. This note with the word 'death' was like a nightmare. As soon as ten minutes were up, the person holding this note in their hand would undoubtedly die.

Therefore, everyone who got the note would turn pale at the first moment and then frantically try to pass the note out. Under the pressure of death, the speed and efficiency of passing the note were extremely fast.

After everyone got the note, the first thing they did was pass the note to others. Only then would they breathe a sigh of relief and relax to watch the next passing of the note.

And those who were still waiting for the note. They were the most uncomfortable type of people. Because they were constantly fearing that the note would suddenly come into their hands.

I checked the time. It was less than a minute. But this minute felt longer than a century to me. I waited uneasily while constantly looking at the clock in the classroom.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, my front desk classmate, with a pale face, handed the note in his hand to me. His arm was trembling. But after handing it to me, his face obviously relaxed a lot.

I took the note and felt my brain go blank. But looking at the time, I still calmed down. It's only been a minute now. That is to say, there are still nine minutes left.

"Here you are!" I hurriedly handed it to Henry. Henry nodded with fear on his face. Then he began to stretch out his hand and handed the note to his front desk. His front desk hurriedly grabbed the note and began to continue passing it forward.