Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

What the hell?

Two...two people!?

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Why would two people on the Divine Road report that there were six players in the air? What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, the heart of 'Python Swallowing Dragon' was already in turmoil.

The moment he saw the two people, his reaction was not "Oh shit, we're sure to win. Five people pulling two people down is as easy as playing, isn't it?"

Only a fool would think so. Instead, he had a sudden intuition that something was even more wrong.

[Tug of war begins, the total number of players participating in the tug of war game is 8]

[Staff please get ready, the game is about to begin]

[Ding! Testing complete, staff ready, number of participants in the aerial tug-of-war are: 5]

Total weight: 597 catties

[If the weight of one participant exceeds 250 jin by 597 jin, a penalty of two meters will be imposed. If the total weight of the players on the tug-of-war platform is 250 jin, and the weight exceeds 347 jin by 7 jin, a penalty of seven meters will be imposed.]

[The total number of staff members participating is 8, the same as the number of participants]

bang-

The next moment, a loud noise came.

[Both players please hold the tug-of-war rope]

In front of both sides, the electronic prompt sound rang out, signaling the start of the final game.

The thick rope in the air moved five meters directly towards the wooden board where Qin Shang and the burly man were standing.

On the other side, the end of the rope that was vertically connected to the ground under the feet of Python Swallowing Dragon and others moved directly upwards for five meters.

When the red line was originally in the center, the ends of the ropes on both sides were one meter away from the ground.

Now it is obvious that the end of the rope on the ground on the staff's side has moved directly five meters upwards, and is now six meters away from the ground.

The three remaining staff members on the ground looked at each other with strange expressions.

This distance is too great for an ordinary person to jump, and even for a professional high jumper, it is simply impossible to jump to the end of the rope while still exerting enough force.

On the other hand, on Qin Shang's side, the rope had already been dragged to the ground.

The group of players on the ground can easily touch the rope.

Sparse sounds sounded.

Several staff members behind "Python Swallowing Dragon" had quickly grabbed the rope on the wooden board in their hands, because it was visible to the naked eye that Qin Shang on the opposite side had quickly grabbed the thick hemp rope.

Although they were dozens of meters apart, Python Swallow Dragon seemed to have vaguely heard what Qin Shang said to the player numbered 5 beside him. He also noticed that he didn't know if it was an illusion, but the boy seemed to be grinning at him with a mouthful of white teeth in a sinister and malicious smile...

and many more!

Something is wrong...

He, why isn't he wearing a helmet?

Python Swallowing Dragon's heartbeat suddenly slowed. He frantically tugged at the rope as countless thoughts raced through his mind. He couldn't fathom how Qin Shang had managed it. The broadcast said there were six players in the air, so how had he managed it with only two?

What's going on?

Then he heard someone from the staff behind him shout.

"Look at the bottom of number 7's feet."

Upon hearing this, Python Swallowing Dragon frowned and looked subconsciously, and was suddenly struck by lightning.

There were five helmets neatly placed under Qin Shang's feet.

"What, what does this mean?"

The eyes under the Python Swallowing Dragon helmet were blurry.

【Games start】

At this moment, I felt someone behind me pulling the rope backwards.

He also suddenly woke up and bit his tongue to cheer himself up.

Now, we are not thinking about licking the cockroach's feet to cheat the rules of the game.

Instead, we should win the game. If two of you go against five of us, you're doomed.

What's more, among the players supporting you, there is also number 3...

He gritted his teeth and became ruthless.

But as soon as this thought came to mind, Python Swallowing Dragon felt an extremely terrifying force coming from the other end of the rope.

"Holy crap, why are there seven people playing tug-of-war at the end of the rope on the other side?"

"Hey! Isn't this a foul? The remaining seven people below them are playing tug-of-war!?"

"Isn't that how the game works? The guy down there isn't even wearing a helmet."

"Wait, our 500-jin weight is a bit too much. The other side... including those guys on the ground, must weigh at least 1,000 jin. I can't even pull the rope."

"Yeah, I couldn't control my body from sliding forward."

Cries of surprise rang out one after another behind the Python Swallowing Dragon.

The heart of Python Swallow Dragon suddenly turned cold.

"Foul! The participating team clearly committed a foul!"

After he finished speaking, he felt another huge force coming from the rope in his hand.

I saw that the players on the ground opposite me were already making "Hey hey" and "Hey hey" in unison and started to lean their heads back and exert force.

What was particularly difficult for Mangque Tunlong to accept was that the leader was actually the player with the number 3 embroidered on his clothes.

what happened?

Is this awkward?

Did No. 3 betray us?

How could he do this?

The conditions I offer are obviously tempting enough, aren’t they?

I promised him that if he helped me backstab other players this round, I would compensate him by transferring him to the North Shore District of Yanjing to be taken care of personally after we cleared the "Black Tower". I even promised that within a year at the latest, I could make him the captain of the North Shore District Economic Investigation Brigade!

Why did this guy betray me!?

"Foul? Brothers, didn't you hear the announcement just now? We have six players on the aerial tug-of-war platform. Who stipulated that those six people must be on the aerial tug-of-war platform in person?"

The next moment, Qin Shang's clear voice slowly sounded.

Hearing this, Python Bird Tunlong's face darkened;

"That's complete nonsense. If they don't go to the tug-of-war stage, then why did the Divine Path report that they entered the tug-of-war stage?"

"Their helmets went in, so that counts as going in. So when you have sex with a girl, only part of you goes in. Don't you tell others you fucked XXX? But really, it was only your toothpick that went in, so even if part of it went in, it counts as going in!"

"And look for yourself, there are only seven of us playing tug-of-war."

"Including the guy behind me, there are eight of us in total. We really didn't commit any fouls."

The python swallowed the dragon and almost vomited blood. How could it bring such a thing?

...Oh, that's not right. This isn't right either.

There are seven players taking action below you, and two people taking action in the tug-of-war stage, so there are nine people in total, right?

He was stunned for a moment, then blurted out;

"You're talking nonsense! There are clearly nine players on your side playing tug-of-war. That doesn't match the eight people mentioned in the notice at all!"

At this moment, he felt as if he had shot himself in the foot.

Hearing this, Qin Shang smiled; "Really?"

"But I'm not wearing a helmet. I'm just a passerby who accidentally entered the aerial tug-of-war platform. I'm not wearing a helmet either, so I don't count as a player participating in the game."

"Look carefully. There are six helmets on the tug-of-war platform, right? Including the guy wearing a helmet at the back, there are seven helmets in total, right? And there are only seven people grabbing the end of the rope down there, so that makes eight people, right?"

"Are you fucking... playing with me?"

The python swallowing dragon was almost dizzy and almost vomited blood.

"Those on the ground, come up from that rotating escalator. This guy has no moral principles!"

"You guys go up!"

The next moment, 'Python Swallowing Dragon' roared in frustration.

At the beginning, because our team was more than 250 pounds heavier than the opponent, the opponent had a five-meter advantage. Including the period when the red line was in the middle, the rope was still one meter away from the ground, a full six meters away. The rope at the end of our team was simply out of reach.

It was impossible to simply ask the other people on the ground to take off their helmets and imitate the actions of Qin Shang and the other players who were holding the line on the ground.

Asking is not enough...

Upon hearing this, the other staff members on the ground were about to set off.

In the air, someone behind 'Python Swallowing Dragon' blurted out subconsciously;

"No, we can't do that. The five of us already weigh nearly 600 kilograms. If we add another person, we'll be overweight, which goes against the rules of the game. There's definitely a weight measurement device in this wooden board beneath our feet. If we're overweight, we'll most likely lose."

The rules stipulate that the total weight of players participating in tug-of-war in the air cannot exceed 600 kilograms.

Fuck!

Only then did Python Swallow the Dragon become a little more sober and almost cursed.

He couldn't control his body at all and was constantly affected by the force coming from the other end of the rope, causing himself to move forward continuously.

His expression beneath his helmet was growing increasingly grim. "Rope? Then we need to find a way to reduce the weight. Two of our tug-of-war players should just go down. With over 200 pounds removed, the red line will be forced to move four meters towards us according to the rules."

"When that happens, the other people on the ground will take action..."

As soon as these words came out, a bitter laugh was heard again behind him.

"No, the rules of the game require at least five players to enter the aerial tug-of-war platform. Unless we take off our helmets, imitate the guy on the other side, and then walk down this spiral escalator, but the moment we take off our helmets, the red line won't move."

"The red rope won't start moving until we get down and the weight changes. Even if it moves quickly, it'll still take a few seconds. These few seconds are enough for the other side to pull the rest of us down from the air..."

Hearing this, the face under the Python Swallowing Dragon helmet became ferocious, and he lowered his head to glance at his feet.

As the person standing at the front of the team, my feet had been pulled madly close to the edge of the wooden board by the other party.

His facial features were distorted as he watched his feet being moved continuously.

The fear of death also began to creep into the heart of Python Bird Tunlong.

"We still have five teammates left on the ground. Should we just ask them to build a human ladder and hold onto the end of the rope? Look at what they're doing on the other side. It seems as if their helmets aren't on, it won't count."

"It shouldn't be difficult for five people to climb a few meters with a ladder..."

Just as Python Swallowed the Dragon finished speaking, he heard a scream behind him.

I saw one player trying to let go.

As a result, I felt a terrifying suction force that firmly bound my hands to the rope.

"The rules state that both teams must have the same number of players. If someone on your side lets go, then that requirement is no longer met. Although the three remaining players on the ground can't reach the rope, that's none of our business. It's because you, the players in the air, are too heavy..."

On the other side, Qin Shang looked at the people on the opposite tug-of-war platform who were in a state of anxiety. He licked his lips and sneered.

"How does it feel to be treated the way I treat you?"

puff-

At this moment, Python Swallowing Dragon had no time to waste words. He concentrated on holding the rope tightly in his hand. A large area of ​​buildings appeared under his feet in his sight, like an endless abyss. When he looked down, he could see the sky dozens of meters high, but there was nothing there. If he fell down, he would not even have any room to cushion the fall.

His tone was filled with anxiety as he shouted at the players at the end of the opposing team on the ground;

"Number 3! You promised to help me! Number 3!"

"I can promise to promote you to Elder Chen after the dungeon is completed. Isn't that enough?"

The sound echoed in the space, and it was the voice of only the python swallowing the dragon.

The others seemed to be completely unconcerned with this remark. He had actually intended to use this remark to instigate those players who were secretly helping Qin Shang maintain his base, but the result was obvious...

Didn't make it.

These guys didn't move or react at all.

puff-

The next moment, my foot slipped.

Mangque Tunlong felt that it had moved forward several centimeters, and half of its front foot was even out in the air.

"Brother, I actually want to... but the problem is that this guy has my character card. He said that if I don't behave, he will crush my trainer card set and send me out. By the way, he will also crush my character card and let me enter another dungeon... This, this is nothing I can do!"

At this moment, the player with the number 5 written on his chest beside Qin Shang sighed with a wry smile.

Hearing this, the corner of Python Bird Tunlong's mouth twitched, as he was standing more than ten meters away.

"What do you mean? You...you're number 3? Are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm really number 3. They forced me to change into this outfit. The number 3 underneath is actually number 5. I'm the real number 3. Big brother, I'm so sorry..."

What? !

A cat for a prince! ?

So the number 3 on the ground is actually fake! ?

The python swallowed the dragon and a huge storm arose in its heart.

Damn it!