It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

As the door was slowly pushed open, the light from outside instantly shone in, and vague outlines gradually appeared in the depths of the darkness.

Through the faint light, Xiao Huai saw those on the ground...

Dead body.

The corpses were scattered on the ground, their bones turned outward and their ribs sticking out of their chests like sharp blades, as if they had experienced extreme hunger and struggle before death.

The flesh on some of the bodies was incomplete, and some were torn roughly, leaving a bloody mess.

It looked as if someone had dug it out with their hands, and scratch marks were still visible on the sunken flesh of the wound.

Countless eyes were staring at them from the dark corners.

At this moment, suddenly, the sound of iron chains rang out, and the sound of metal friction was particularly harsh in the silence.

Xiao Huai subconsciously looked up, his eyes fixed on the darkness not far away.

Three or four skinny figures suddenly jumped out from the corner, their movements as swift as wolves that had been hungry for several days.

Their eyes were red, their skin clung to their bones, and they seemed to have lost their minds due to hunger.

The fanatical look in their eyes made it clear that they just wanted to tear apart everything in front of them to satisfy their hunger.

Xiaoya's expression was cold as she faced these hungry wolf-like figures.

The moment those people rushed in front of her, she pressed a button on the bracelet she was wearing without hesitation.

In an instant, several suppressed screams were heard, and the movements of those people rushing towards Xiaoya suddenly stopped. Then, the silver collars around their necks began to tighten, strangling their throats tightly.

Several people fell to the ground as if they had been electrocuted, holding their necks in pain, rolling around on the ground frantically, and making suppressed gasps in their throats.

Xiao Huai's eyes fell on those collars, which were different from those he had seen before.

The pattern is a crying face.

"Most of these people are losers abandoned by the game at the bottom of the sky," Xiaoya explained calmly, her eyes devoid of any pity. "They were either losers destined for certain death, or they voluntarily sold their souls in exchange for this place of survival."

She paused, glanced at the people on the ground, and said with cold indifference, "Here, no one will treat losers as human beings."

Food is only delivered once a week.

Xiao Huai's gaze fell on the ground beside him, where there was a tattered bowl with some barely visible bread crumbs left in it.

Xiao Huai frowned slightly, knowing everything in his mind.

There is no way so many people can survive on just these crumbs.

He didn't say anything, but just looked around slightly. He had already guessed how these people survived.

This is undoubtedly a place where the strong prey on the weak.

The so-called humanity has long disappeared, leaving only the instinct for survival and brutal fighting.

Xiaoya said softly, "They've failed before, so what they crave most now is a chance. Even if they know they're doing a life of deceit, they'll accept it without hesitation, just for the slightest chance of a fresh start."

No one wants to live in such a dark hell.

"You can pick one. If these don't suit your taste, there are many places under the sky where scapegoats are stored. You can find any type you want."

Xiaoya leaned slightly to the side. "In the game at the bottom of the sky, contestants are allowed to have a hidden bonus called a scapegoat. However, each contestant can only choose one scapegoat at most."

Even if they are just tools or scapegoats, they are eager to participate in the game and have the right to choose again, even if it is only superficial.

He raised his eyes, his gaze fell on Xiaoya, and said in a cold tone: "So, they are just props."

A prop that still longs to be used after being abandoned.

Xiaoya didn't refute, but nodded. "For them, being chosen is the only value they have. And you—you can choose them at will, to serve you, protect you, or die in your place."

Xiao Huai lowered his head and swept his gaze over the struggling figures. Each of them wore a silver collar around their neck, and the crying expressions on them seemed to tell their fate.

The scene before him made him feel a deep sense of absurdity, but this absurdity was perfectly in line with the essence of the entire horror game.

He finally looked away and said, "Do you think it's really not us they want to tear apart?"

Xiao Huai sneered, his tone calm and oppressive.

Didn’t a few people just pounce on them?

After hearing what Xiao Huai said, Xiao Ya took out a black bracelet from her pocket. She ignored Xiao Huai's cold questioning and asked in a nonchalant tone:

"Have you ever had a dog?"

Xiao Huai didn't answer, but his cold eyes clearly showed that he was not very interested.

Xiaoya ignored his silence and continued, "If they don't obey, just press the control button on the bracelet."

She raised the bracelet and pointed to an obvious button on it, a slight hint of amusement in her eyes.

"After we get out, give them something to eat," she added. "Let them learn that if they disobey, they will be punished, and if they obey, they will be fed. Then they will become like human beings. Even a mad dog will eventually be tamed."

Xiaoya handed the bracelet to Xiao Huai, but Xiao Huai did not reach out to take it.

His gaze lingered on the bracelet for only a moment, and then he said calmly, "I don't necessarily need a scapegoat."

Xiaoya raised her eyebrows slightly, but didn't say much.

Xiao Huai walked towards those people. When he approached, those people who were as crazy as wild wolves actually began to calm down gradually.

Their breathing was still rapid, but a kind of desperate desire gradually appeared in their eyes.

It was as if their humanity was briefly restored, and the instinct to desperately want to survive was magnified in this cruel environment.

Their eyes were all focused on Xiao Huai, and their previous manic expressions were gradually replaced by a humble desire.

Someone began to pray in a low voice, with a tone of despair and pleading: "Choose me...Choose me, I'm strong...I can help you...I can die for you..."

The voices gradually became louder and louder, becoming more and more urgent. More and more people began to speak, and some even reached out and tried to crawl towards Xiao Huai.

A man was leaving marks on the ground with his fingers and was about to crawl in front of Xiao Huai.

However, before he could reach Xiao Huai, he was scared away by Xiao Ya's cold eyes.

When those people saw Xiaoya's reaction, they all stopped their actions and only whispered pleading and begging.

Xiao Huai did not stay among these people, his eyes fell on the most inconspicuous corner.

Even though this space was almost dark to the extreme, and even the air was filled with the breath of death, at that moment, he caught a glimpse of a tiny light.

That's white hair.