The woman's screams stopped, and the crowd's thoughts stopped abruptly.

The men who had been Shouting abuse were now silenced.

Now it's not about "breaking the law," this weirdo actually kills people.

After a full silence of more than a minute, the goat's head nodded slightly: "Very good, nine, it seems that you have all calmed down."

Everyone changed color, but no one dared to speak, as he said, it is really "nine people" now.

Qixia reached out with a trembling hand and removed a piece of pink from her face.

The shattered brain was still beating with body heat, but after a few seconds, it was as lifeless as a deflated ball.

Pointing to his mask, he said, "I am the Sheep, and you are the participants."

After listening to a startled, then some puzzled, "people and sheep", "participants"?

"You are now brought together to participate in a game that will ultimately create a God." Goat head said in a flat voice.

These two words in succession have made everyone frown.

After these few minutes of getting along, everyone has generally understood that the man in front of him is a madman, but this madman said he wanted to create a "God"?

"To create... What God?" The strong young man asked nervously.

"A God like Nuwa!" Goat head dancing and saying, he exudes the smell of mutton, voice with a ferocious, "how wonderful!" Along with us, you will witness the history of the former Nuwa who created mankind and turned into a rainbow when mending the sky... We can't lose Nuwa, so we have to create one! There is a great task waiting for God to do!"

His voice rose higher and higher, and he felt as if he had been shaken.

"Nuwa..." The strong young man, frowning, felt this fact too much to accept. After a pause, he asked, "Are you some kind of religion?"

"Religion?" The goat, with a slightly startled head, turned to the young man and said, "We are much bigger than religion. We have a world!"

At these words, the crowd fell silent again.

The problem with Mighty Man is very pertinent. The goat man's behavior is no different from that of a cult, but most cults tend to invent a new god rather than using a heroic figure like Nuwa.

"In that case..." The strong man continued, "What do you want us to be here for?"

"I told you, it's just a game." The goat's head answered without thinking, "If you win, one of you will become a God."

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"冚 home shovel... The man with the flower arm seemed to calm down, and he swore and said, "' The cult 'is it? What if we don't win?"

"Can't win..." Goat head looked at the blood on his hands and said with some disappointment, "It would be a pity not to win..."

Although he did not say so, the crowd understood what he meant.

If you don't win, you die.

The "out alive" route was not one of the options he presented.

Either become what he called a "god," or die here like the young man with his head blown out.

"If everyone understood... Then the "game" has officially begun, and this game is called "Liar." Goat head from the arms slowly took out a stack of paper, and then casually walked to each side, put down a piece.

Then he took out several pens and distributed them among the people.

There was a lot of blood on the table, and everyone's white paper was stained red when it landed on the table, and the blood red was spread out like paint, making the white paper redder.

"Next, I want each of you to tell a story about the last thing that happened before you came here." The Goat's head continued, "But beware, of all the storytellers, there is one who tells a lie. When all nine have told their stories, you will vote, and if all eight have chosen the liar, the liar is out, and all the others survive. If one of them is wrong, the liar lives and the rest are out."

"A liar... ?"

People are a little puzzled, really will someone lie in this life and death moment?

"Wait, can we discuss tactics?" "Asked the strong man suddenly.

"At will." Goat head nodded, "Before the game starts, you have one minute to discuss tactics, may I ask you to use now..." Or will you use it later?"

"I need it now." The strong man said without thinking.

"Go ahead."

The goat's head took a step back, away from the table.

The burly man pursed his lips, then looked around at the crowd, looking as far away as he could from the decapitated corpse lying on the table, and said, "I don't know if any of you are going to lie later, but this' rule 'sounds so arbitrary that if one person votes the wrong way, we will all die." And even if we choose the right one, the liar will die, so it seems there will be a death anyway, and now I've figured out a way for all of us to survive..."

People heard this sentence, have looked at the strong man.

Is it possible to keep everyone alive?

"All of us don't lie." The strong man did not wait for everyone to understand, then announced the answer, "We nine people all tell the truth, and finally write" no one lies "on this paper, so that we do not violate the rules, we can survive."

The white coat tapped his finger slightly on the table for a moment and then said, "Your plan is very good, but there is a premise, that is," you are not a liar yourself, "but how can we believe you? If you are a liar, and we all write "No one lies," then you're the only one who survives."

"What do you call that?" The strong man's face was slightly angry, "If I were a liar, how could I suggest such a thing?" I just need to protect myself."

The head of the goat waved his hand slightly and said, "One minute is up, please stop communicating."

The two men gave a cold snort and said no more.

The card looks about the size of a playing card, with the word "Nuwa game" written on the back.

The strong man gasped and asked, "What is this thing?"

"It's a dog tag." The goat's head laughed and said, "If you get 'Liar,' you must lie."

The strong man gritted his teeth hard: "Are you kidding us?" ! Why didn't you say so in advance? "

"This is to teach you a lesson." The Goat's head sneered, "You asked me if I could discuss tactics before I had finished the rules. It was you who wasted a precious minute, not me who didn't."

The strong man's face was a little ugly, but he swallowed his anger when he thought of the means of killing the goat head.

In a minute, all nine men drew a card from the goat's hand, but no one dared to look at it.

If the card says "liar," it becomes a question of whether you live or someone else lives.

The hands of all four girls trembled slightly, and the faces of the men were not attractive.

This is not "identity", but "life and death".

Qixia took a deep breath, casually clasped her card in her hand, and then moved it to her eyes.

Open it gently.

The words "Liar" were written on it.