God's imitator

Chapter 47 Reward (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader He Guangchengtong)

According to the game rules, for every prisoner the king executes, each bettor receives an additional 3 minutes of visa time.

Not to mention that after winning the game, they can also share the visa time bet by the prisoner's audience, averaging 50,000.

In other words, even if a viewer like #1 frequently gives tips, as long as it doesn't exceed 8 yuan and they can win the game, they can still make a profit.

These factors have all contributed to the more frequent tipping from viewers betting on the King's side.

However, the prisoners' audience does not have the "more work, more reward" concept. As long as at least 3 prisoners survive at the end of the game, they can receive a guaranteed reward.

More prisoners survived, but there were no additional rewards.

Therefore, even if they chose the prisoner's side, these viewers were not very willing to waste their visa time to tip.

For audience member number 3 to be willing to spend 1000 minutes of visa time to send just one word is already considered quite compassionate.

But clearly, this one word has very little effect.

……

[Viewer #2 tipped Ding Wenqiang 6000 minutes of visa processing time. Additional information: Cell #4, 10,000 yuan.]

[Viewer #8 tipped Ding Wenqiang 4000 minutes of visa processing time. Additional information: Viewer #4 tipped 10,000.]

Viewers who bet on the Kings have already realized this.

They knew this wasn't a fair trial, but for the reward of visa time, they still hoped Gao Zhankui would die quickly.

Ding Wenqiang was also somewhat surprised.

Is Gao Zhankui really that annoying?
In fact, judging solely from the crimes revealed on the videotape, Gao Zhankui was not the most heinous.

Is it because people naturally hate these lackeys who act as accomplices to evil more?
Ding Wenqiang was unaware of the relevant rules for the audience, let alone why these audience members kept giving him tips.

He could only receive very simple and blunt messages: these viewers were spending large sums of money on his visa time, just wanting to see him give Gao Zhankui a severe trial.

Coincidentally, among the four prisoners, Ding Wenqiang disliked Gao Zhankui the most.

Seeing Gao Zhankui covered in blood, Ding Wenqiang hesitated again; he wasn't mentally prepared to kill.

Even if this is the rule of the game, and even if he doesn't need to do it himself, it's still not easy to get over this hurdle.

Zhang Peng lowered his voice: "Uncle Ding, what are you still considering?"

"You can't just focus on the present. If you don't do what the audience says, they might stop giving you tips later."

These words instantly reminded Ding Wenqiang.

These viewers are indeed enthusiastically giving tips, but these tips are clearly conditional.

Audiences usually give 4000 or 6000 minutes of visa time initially, and only give the remaining visa time after Ding Wenqiang has actually met their requirements.

If Ding Wenqiang ignores these people's demands, they will certainly not grant them any more time for visa processing.

Therefore, Ding Wenqiang's loss is not just these few thousand, but also most of the visa time that might be spent on tips later, which could amount to tens of thousands.

Ding Wenqiang gritted his teeth and walked towards Gao Zhankui's cell number 4 once again.

……

Lin Sizhi looked quietly at the scene below through the glass.

Sure enough, once a landslide starts, it's very difficult to stop.

The five spectators were able to use this special killing mechanism to obtain a large amount of visa time, and if a portion of this visa time was allocated, they could easily manipulate Ding Wenqiang's behavior.

However, the audience on the prisoner's side had almost no equivalent countermeasures.

Although you can still tip Ding Wenqiang, you won't benefit from his actions, so the tip will most likely be a waste of money.

Even if one or two people were willing to pay out of their own pockets to persuade Ding Wenqiang not to continue making things difficult for Gao Zhankui, their voices would easily be drowned out by the five spectators on the King's side.

Therefore, the prisoners' viewers did not tip because they realized that the act was meaningless.

If things continue like this, the prisoners are doomed to lose.

After considering for a moment, Lin Sizhi pressed the tip button on the desktop.

……

Ding Wenqiang arrived at cell number 4 again, but at that moment, he heard a new broadcast.

[Viewer #5 tipped Ding Wenqiang 8000 minutes of visa processing time, with the added information: Zhang Peng is the one who beat you up.]

Ding Wenqiang was stunned, momentarily confused by the meaning of those words. Zhang Peng? Beating?
He subconsciously looked at Zhang Peng, only to see Zhang Peng instantly tense up, his body trembling involuntarily.

"You seem to know something. What do you mean by that?" Ding Wenqiang asked.

Zhang Peng swallowed hard: "Uncle Ding, I don't know what this means. We've never met before."

Ding Wenqiang raised his scepter with a dark face: "Will you talk or not!"

Zhang Peng knelt down with a thud and raised his hands: "Uncle Ding, I really don't know what to say!"

Ding Wenqiang frowned. He felt that Zhang Peng was lying, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Just then, a coughing sound came from cell number 2.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Wang Yongxin sat on the ground, rubbing the bruises on his neck, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Uncle Ding, don't you understand?"

"The five of us were assigned to this trial game, but there is actually a deeper connection between us."

"I didn't realize it at first either, after all, you, me, Cai Zhiyuan, and these two don't know each other."

"But in fact, the connection between the five of us is much closer than we imagined. There is an invisible bond that connects the five of us."

"It's that deliveryman."

"He is a delivery rider for Jisu Waimai, I am the CEO, and Gao Zhankui is the station manager. As for Cai Zhiyuan, the algorithm program he developed has been sold by his company to many platforms, including my Jisu Waimai, of course."

"That is to say...

"In this trial game, the five of us are responsible for the death of that deliveryman."

"In that case, isn't it strange that this unemployed blond guy snuck in? On the surface, he has absolutely nothing to do with the deliveryman's death."

"However, there is a hidden thread in your videotape with him."

"You accidentally hit and killed the deliveryman not only because you were driving while fatigued, but also because you had just been beaten, which limited your vision."

"And what about him?"
"The videotape said that he committed robbery and fighting. His malice was like a butterfly flapping its wings, turning innocent people into innocent victims of disaster."

"And the last file says 'not tried'."

"Obviously, a scumbag like him who has been in and out of jail several times can't be so lucky as to avoid getting caught every time, right?"

"So, 'not on trial' does not mean that he has never been tried, but specifically that he, like me and Cai Zhiyuan, has not been tried in this case of 'delivery driver's death'."

"And judging from your reaction, the incident where he beat and robbed you was probably left unresolved and never solved, right?"

Wang Yongxin spoke with great gusto. He was still angry when he thought about how Zhang Peng had subtly tricked him into cell number 2 with just a few words. Now that he had the chance, he was determined to retaliate without mercy.

All of this is within the scope of the game rules.

Ding Wenqiang's hands gradually clenched, and the veins bulged out.

Zhang Peng's face turned pale. He could feel the murderous intent in Ding Wenqiang's eyes and felt somewhat at a loss.

Ding Wenqiang's voice was a little hoarse: "You recognized me from the very beginning, didn't you?"

“At the time, you were wearing a mask and a hat, but I wasn’t.”

"Thanks to you, my left eye was swollen for a week before the swelling went down."

“If it weren’t for the blind spot in my left eye, I would never have hit and killed that deliveryman.”

Zhang Peng was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud and hugged Ding Wenqiang's leg: "Uncle Ding! I was wrong, I'm sorry! I was out of money at the time, I was confused and acted on impulse, I was really wrong!"

“Let me into cell number 3, let me atone for my sins. Uncle Ding, I promise, I'll smash all ten of my fingers! I promise I'll smash them all!”
"If I don't smash it, you can electrocute me with your cane!"

Ding Wenqiang pointed to cell number 5: "Go in."

Zhang Peng cried with tears streaming down his face: "Uncle Ding, even if I'm convicted of robbery or fighting, I'll only serve two or three years in prison. I don't deserve to die, Uncle Ding!"

"How was I supposed to know that this would happen after I hit you!"

"That delivery driver's death really has nothing to do with me!"

Ding Wenqiang kicked him away: "Get in! I don't want to say it a second time!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go."

Zhang Peng scrambled into cell number 5, and Ding Wenqiang slammed the cell door shut with a loud bang.

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