[Don’t press it, it will be over soon anyway.]
“Over soon? Hah! These people will just keep bickering…”
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The clock turned into a stopwatch that heartlessly counted down from 10 minutes.
“What…?!”
The time limit was not unusual. However, it was only supposed to begin after all the players agreed to start the vote. Startled, the players reacted to the unexpected start of the elimination vote.
“Hey, I thought there was no time limit! Weren’t we allowed to have until 10 p.m.?”
[That’s just for “vote to do something or not”… After the selection vote, I cannot give you time once the selection target is decided. Things can get really messy when you don’t have much of an expected value for survival. Didn’t you just see her make an excuse about going to the toilet?]
“…….”
Even as
“…How can we be sure?”
“What!? Oh, what the hell! Turn on my tablet in that drawer there! You’ll see that I am just a citizen!”
[The players are forbidden from looking at any other player’s tablet.]
This was exactly why this rule existed. As if on cue,
“But she sounds so sure about the tablet! Maybe she’s really a citizen.”
“Lying is not hard, if you put your mind to it. And she’s a prostitute. Lying is in her nature.”
“Hey! Stop that shit about some stupid nickname given by Artificial Intelligence!”
“Keep your mouth shut,
The 10 players took long, deep breaths as they kept thinking and discussing. Not one of them was certain that
“You can’t ask me to decide something that puts a human’s life at risk! Why don’t you ask God?”
“Come on, don’t back off right now of all times! I’m asking you for the expected value! Can’t you calculate this mathematically?”
“…….”
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“What? She could be a citizen… I mean, she’s more likely a citizen!”
“It doesn’t matter whether the player put on trial is a citizen or mafia member. It doesn’t matter who we are. Even if we consider all four end conditions, more players are likely to survive if there are fewer ones. That’s all.”
“……!!”
End Conditions:
The game ends when:
1. All mafia players are eliminated
2. An equal number of mafia and citizens are left alive
3. There are four players left
4. The players successfully select, identify, and expose Artificial Intelligence with Bingo
Right, it’s not the citizens versus the mafia… Whichever side wins, it’s just over when I die! None of the end conditions mentioned anything about the victory of one side over another. The prize money was supposed to be distributed equally among the survivors. Surviving was everything, both in terms of reality and the game. The moment this became clear, the players began to look around. It seemed as though some kind of a switch had turned on inside their minds at that moment.
“Have you not heard these young men here? Your job doesn’t matter, they say!” Even
“Wait, wait…! I- I’m not mafia! Stop, just stop! I- I’ll give up my prize money and give it all to you!”
The players no longer made eye contact with
“…What?”
“This is murder, and there’s no excuse for it.”
“Didn’t you just hear? Without the trial, all the citizens will die!” cried
“Or forget about us. How could ya say that after hearin’ all those insultin’ words from that woman?” said
“I don’t care about the expected value and all that stuff. I don’t care what that shallow woman said to me. We need to use Bingo to find Artificial Intelligence as quickly as possible. All the voting, day or night, is just plain murder.”
“…….”
To everyone’s surprise, the person who was most worried about
“Oh, come on!”
That was it. Only two players objected, whereas the others remained dead silent.
Ugh, I haven’t decided yet…!
The selection vote was like “pass the bomb,” and forced the players to pick someone anyway. But this elimination vote was a yes-no question that had to be answered by each on their own, after weighing their ethics and expected values. The brutal moment of decision had arrived.
[One minute left.]
“Guys! If you vote ‘no’, I’ll give each of you a blow job! Please!”
[Fifty seconds, fifty seconds!]
Now they had to make a choice no matter what their intention.
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She fell into a fit of violent convulsions and made gagging sounds.
“Uh, uh…!”
The players winced and stepped back, astounded. However, they were clearly far less agitated than they were before, when
Yes: Janitor, Intellectual, Old Man, Christian, Schoolgirl, Engineering
No: Muscle Man, Hothead, Social Worker, Humanities
Result: With at least 6 “yes” votes,