You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 561 Execution of Chen Xiang
Gao Mei folded her arms, her body trembling slightly. The moonlight from the window shone on her pale face, reflecting a hint of unease. "...This kind of thing... But we can't contact you at night, right?"

Wang Lina's eyes were like ice, and she uttered four words softly: "There are two wolves."

Gao Mei's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill ran up her spine: "..."

Her voice was almost inaudible: "... Could it be..."

Wang Lina slowly walked to the window, her slender figure outlined in the moonlight. Her voice was filled with undeniable calmness: "For the sake of her only surviving son, even if it means being contaminated, Aunt Chen Xiang will slaughter the remaining humans."

Gao Mei took a step back suddenly, her voice tinged with tears: "I, I am also a human being!"

Wang Lina turned around and looked her straight in the eye. “If there’s only one wolf and one human left, they won’t be able to vote, and then there’s nothing you can do.”

Gao Mei turned to Qin Ming, who was standing in the corner, tears welling up in her eyes: "That's impossible, right, brother..."

Grandma Rong suddenly let out a mournful cry, breaking the silence in the room: "Xiao...Xiao Tai..." Her hunched figure looked particularly lonely in the candlelight.

Qin Ming lowered his head, his bangs covering his eyes: "..."

His clenched fists trembled slightly: "...Impossible."

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with pain and anger: "If my mother was a wolf, Qin Yi would never die."

His voice was a little hoarse. "In order to keep him alive, even if you have to kill me, you can do it, right?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Depend on me? How could my mother listen to me? She likes Qin Yi more than me."

Gao Mei suddenly rushed in front of Wang Lina, her eyes red: "Sister Lina, this is too much! How could my brother let Aunt Chen Xiang do that!!"

Wang Lina's expression remained calm, as if she was stating a simple fact: "I never said that Qin Yi was killed. Maybe he died of contamination when he went out at night."

Her voice was like a sharp knife, cutting into everyone's heart with every word: "Besides, regardless of whether Aunt Chen Xiang is a wolf or not, as long as she knows her son is a wolf, even if it will be contaminated, she will definitely help him, right?"

Gao Mei's voice trembled with anger: "This is just your subjective speculation. Why do you call my brother a bad person...!"

Tears rolled down her cheeks: "What do you want to say, Sister Lina! Didn't you promise to protect us at all times...?!"

Wang Lina was silent, the moonlight cast a deep shadow on her face: "..."

Gao Mei suddenly realized something, and her voice dropped: "...Because of him?"

A look of hurt flashed through her eyes: "Is it because Tang Yin said so? Sister Lina, ever since you met him, you've completely changed..."

The air in the assembly hall seemed frozen. The candlelight cast swaying shadows on the walls, like the dance of countless wronged souls. Qin Ming leaned against the wall, his eyes empty. Gao Mei stood in the center of the room, tears silently streaming down her face. Wang Lina remained standing by the window, the moonlight casting a cold, silver glow over her. Granny Rong's sobs echoed in the darkness, like an endless elegy.

Wang Lina raised her head, the moonlight dancing in her cold eyes. Her voice was calm and firm: "...No such thing. I just imitated his methods and thought independently."

Her fingers unconsciously stroked the corner of her clothes as she continued, "Even if I don't want to believe it, I can't ignore the possibility that this is the truth."

Qin Ming turned around abruptly, his gaze piercing Wang Lina like a sharp sword: "--So you've decided to sever our relationship with this vote?"

Wang Lina took a half step back at the sudden questioning. A flash of panic flashed in her eyes, then turned to anger: "—Because, because you are becoming less and less like the you I know...!! And, are you threatening me, Qin Ming?!"

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was talking to herself: "...It's like I've become another person..."

Gao Mei stood aside, biting her lip, and remained silent: "..."

Qian Jin frowned, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them: "...Who do you want to vote for?"

Wang Lina took a deep breath and straightened her back: "I will be responsible for my words. I doubt Qin Ming, and I vote for him."

Qian Jin nodded, his expression serious: "I understand, Qin Ming gets one vote."

Qin Ming's expression remained unchanged, as if the argument had never occurred. He spoke in a businesslike tone, "...Let's continue voting in order, starting with Granny Rong. Granny Rong, what do you think?"

Granny Rong hunched over and didn't speak for a long time: "..."

Her trembling fingers pinched the corner of her clothes: "I vote for Chen Xiang. I think Miss Hualu is not a wolf."

Qin Ming nodded slightly: "It's your turn, Mr. Qian Jin."

Qian Jin sneered: "Are you still using honorifics?... I still give the same answer. What's more, Wang Lina's words just now have made me more determined."

His sharp eyes swept over everyone present: "Qin Ming, to be honest, judging by your attitude just now, I don't think you are a wolf. However, there is a high possibility that your mother is a wolf."

"I vote for Chen Xiang." Qian Jin's voice was firm.

The candlelight cast flickering shadows on the wall. Qian Jin continued, "It's your turn, Qin Ming."

Qin Ming's voice remained calm, like a pool of stagnant water: "...I agree with that answer as well. I vote for Hua Lu."

Gao Mei immediately followed up with a firm voice: "I'm voting for Hua Lu too!"

Qian Jin looked at the stubborn girl and shook his head helplessly: "This child..."

From the corner came Xiao Mei's timid voice: "Mee..."

Qian Jin sighed: "Give up..."

Wang Lina suddenly turned to Xiao Mei, her eyes blazing with fear. "Wait a minute! Xiao Mei, think about it carefully. Maybe your vote will be the one that decides the outcome of humanity!"

Qin Ming stood up suddenly, anger burning in his eyes: "Sister Lina! Is it necessary? Do you want to take advantage of the voting rights of such a young child!!"

Wang Lina's voice was filled with hysteria: "Is there any other way? Xiaome! You don't want Sister Hualu to disappear, do you?!"

The atmosphere in the assembly hall plummeted to a freezing point. The candlelight cast flickering shadows on everyone's faces, illuminating their distorted expressions. Qin Ming and Wang Lina faced each other, their former friendship now sharpened into a blade.

Gao Mei stood helplessly by, tears welling in her eyes. Qian Jin leaned against the wall, his arms folded, his eyes filled with indescribable complexity. Granny Rong lowered her head, as if curling up in a ball. And Xiao Mei, this young child, was bearing pressure far beyond her years, lingering at the crossroads of life and death.

Tears glistened in Xiao Mei's eyes, and her voice was filled with tears: "No, I don't want to!"

Wang Lina's eyes flashed with anticipation, and she was about to speak: "Then..."

Qin Ming suddenly interrupted her, his voice hoarse and desperate: "It's useless! Even if she voted for me, it would be three people voting together!"

Xiao Mei huddled in the corner, hugging her knees. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "...Choosing someone you don't need?"

Wang Lina's expression instantly became serious, and she nodded slightly: "——Yeah."

The candlelight cast a flickering shadow on Xiao Mei's tender face. She hesitated and said, "...that..."

Suddenly, a terrifying memory surfaced in her mind, causing her to tremble unconsciously: "Auntie... so scary..." Qian Jin frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "...Are you talking about the auntie who cooks in the cafeteria?"

Xiao Mei nodded vigorously, tears welling up in her eyes: "Hmm..."

Qian Jin took a deep breath, his eyes firm: "It's decided."

Qin Ming's face instantly lost all color, and he stumbled back a few steps: "...Impossible..."

His voice was a little hysterical: "Don't joke, just because of this ridiculous reason, you are going to kill my mother..."

Qian Jin punched the wall and interrupted him: "This is a vote!"

Qin Ming opened his mouth, but only uttered a weak breath: "——"

Gao Mei gently pulled the corner of Qin Ming's clothes, her voice filled with tears: "Brother."

Wang Lina lowered her head, a hint of relief in her voice: "...It's over."

As the night deepened, moonlight streamed in through the windows, casting a silvery veil over the entire assembly hall.

Meanwhile, in a room not far away, Tang Yin stood in front of the door, his expression solemn. From behind him came intermittent, vague cries and whimpers—these were the sounds of Chen Xiang, who was bound and gagged.

Tang Yin held a rough wooden stick in his hand, carefully propping up the door. Every few minutes, he would peer through the crack to check what was going on inside. In the dim light, he could only see Chen Xiang lying on the ground. This made him feel a little relieved, but he couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

He looked towards the assembly hall and thought: The banquet is almost over.

I don’t know what decision they will make.

Tang Yin's thoughts began to drift away: the so-called lynching or execution should have been used to eliminate wolves, but so far, it has not been successful even once.

If we continue to fail today, considering the number of days and people left, the hope of human survival will be almost gone.

If the person executed today was Chen Xiang or Hua Lu...

He didn't dare to think any further: there was really no hope.

Suddenly, the door to the assembly hall was pushed open, and a group of people walked out. Tang Yin only needed to take one look at them to understand everything.

"…It's over." He said softly.

Their eyes were calm, as if finally relieved after a long ordeal. Under the moonlight, their figures moved slowly, not toward Tang Yin, but toward the cafeteria. Each step felt like treading on the edge of a knife, heavy and firm.

The moonlight was like water. Tang Yin looked at the crowd walking out of the assembly hall. His throat rolled over, and his voice was a little dry: "Have you chosen Madam Chen Xiang?"

It was as if he had exhausted all his strength to say this. The night wind blew, bringing a cool breeze, but it could not dispel the suffocating heaviness in the air.

He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the sleeve of Qian Jin, who was walking in front. Qian Jin paused, his profile looking particularly pale in the moonlight.

"Get out of the way." Qian Jin didn't look Tang Yin in the eye, nor did he answer his question.

Qian Jin was a completely different person at this moment. His arrogant demeanor was gone, replaced by an inexplicable weakness. His eyes flickered, as if he was avoiding something. He clearly understood the danger of the decision they were about to make.

Tang Yin's eyes searched the crowd anxiously, his voice pleading: "Qin Ming!"

Qin Ming lowered his head, his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible: "I lost."

"Xiaomei!" Tang Yin called out desperately.

Gao Mei's eyes were red and swollen, tears still wet: "I objected!"

"Grandma Rong!" Tang Yin's voice began to tremble.

Granny Rong clenched the Buddhist beads in her hand, her voice filled with piety and determination: "This is the will of Qianming God."

"...Wang Lina!" The last hope was also shattered.

Wang Lina hesitated as she was about to speak, her gaze falling on the little girl beside her: "Tang Yin, this child is..."

Xiao Mee lowered her head and said nothing.

Tang Yin watched the little girl slowly approach him. Her eyes were empty and vacant, as if she had lost her soul. He involuntarily took a step back, an indescribable chill welling up in his heart.

The crowd walked into the cafeteria in silence, moonlight streaming through the windows onto them, casting long shadows on the ground. It wasn't long before they dragged Chen Xiang out. Qian Jin and Wang Lina walked in front, holding ropes as if they were pulling something terrifying.

Grandma Rong was holding a bamboo broom, driving away Chen Xiang who was staggering forward. The sound of the Buddhist beads colliding was particularly clear in the silent night.

"No!" Tang Yin's cry echoed in the night sky.

Qin Ming held his sister Gao Mei's hand tightly as they followed their mother, who was sobbing non-stop. Gao Mei's tears fell like pearls from a broken string. Qin Ming's shoulders trembled violently, unable to contain his grief any longer. His face was distorted by sobbing.

"Stop it." Tang Yin's voice became weaker and weaker.

"——Is anyone there…" His cry faded away in the night wind.

The crowd of people walked away in the moonlight. Suddenly, a shrill laugh pierced the silence of the night sky. It was Chen Xiang's voice. The rag stuffed in her mouth had fallen out at some point.

"Ah, ah, hehehehehehe!"

There was no trace of reason in that laughter, only pure fear, or perhaps it was utter madness. The laughter echoed in the silent night, sounding creepy.

Ah, is anyone there?
please.

Please help!
However, until the last moment, no one asked for help.

No one, including Tang Yin himself, attended that banquet—the banquet where one was forced to choose life under the rules of another world.

Xiao Mee: "Mee..."

Tang Yin: "Don't look."

Tang Yin hugged Xiao Mei and asked her to turn her head away, and covered her ears, but he couldn't cover his own ears that way.

Parental devotion—strange idea.

They walked further and further into the thick fog, but the screams and laughter seemed to become clearer and clearer...

(End of this chapter)