Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

"Senior Lin Yu...I like you!"

late at night.

Jiangcheng University of Media and Communications, Drama Club, On the Stage.

The shy schoolgirl was wearing a beautiful sailor uniform skirt and small square-toed leather shoes that reflected the dazzling light of the stage lights.

She had delicate makeup, cute and playful twin ponytails, and was holding a bouquet of bright and beautiful champagne roses in her hands.

Lin Yu was a little stunned when he saw the cute school girl who suddenly appeared in front of him.

At this time, Lin Yu was wearing a British-style costume.

Deerstalker hat, double-breasted suit, white gloves...

He seems like the stereotypical "detective" - ​​after all, in tomorrow's official performance, the role he will play is an elegant and wise detective.

This has always been Lin Yu's habit. The day before the performance, he would wear his costume and come to the stage of the drama club alone to "get the feeling."

After all, Lin Yu is a typical experiential actor.

As the current "pillar" of Jiangcheng Media Drama Club, Lin Yu also has such privileges - this is specially granted by the president and the club's instructor.

Logically speaking, no one should come to disturb me at this time.

and so……

Looking at the pretty school girl who was passionately confessing her love to him, Lin Yu frowned slightly.

"It's my rehearsal time now, sorry."

"I'm also using my personal time to study and practice my acting skills. I don't have any plans for a romantic relationship for now. Sorry."

Lin Yu said in a somewhat stiff tone.

The schoolgirl opposite him still kept a bright smile after hearing Lin Yu's words.

"Senior, don't get me wrong, I don't want to date you!"

"My love for you is the same as a fan's love for their idol—I'm your biggest fan!"

Lin Yu's brows furrowed even more tightly. "Fans... If you want to give gifts, take photos, and get autographs, there will be an interactive session at the end of the performance tomorrow."

Although he doesn't like these parts very much.

But the president said that this was a necessary measure to attract audiences.

The pretty schoolgirl in the sailor uniform heard this and shook her head again.

"No, Senior, I think you misunderstood. I'm not the kind of fan who would be satisfied with just taking photos and getting autographs. I'm a 'fervent fan' like Mark Chapman."

Lin Yu was stunned when he heard this.

"Mark Chapman?"

He searched for the name in his mind for a while and quickly recalled it.

"The murderer who shot John Lennon was also a huge fan of Lennon..."

When the pretty schoolgirl heard Lin Yu's words, she smiled brightly.

"That's right, Senior Lin Yu. I knew you were not only a good actor, but also very knowledgeable!"

Along with the other person's bright laughter, the bouquet of champagne roses in her hand bloomed!

"Shh-"

The girl tore up and threw away the bouquet of flowers in her hand.

The pale orange petals fluttered, looking like splashing blood in the light.

From the broken bouquet, the girl took out the object that best represented the word "violence".

Just like a rose represents love.

The dark, heavy metal replaced the soft and bright flowers and was held in her slender white hands.

That is……

A gun.

"Beretta M9."

When Lin Yu saw the gun suddenly appearing and pointing at him, he felt cold all over and his mind went blank.

He subconsciously identified the model of the pistol in front of him.

Is it a model? Is it a prank?

Although in China, a pistol that appears before your eyes is most likely a model...

But Lin Yu is not so optimistic now.

It's not just because the texture of this gun is too real.

It was also because... the other person's sharp, calm gaze was fixed on him without moving away.

Lin Yu, who had spent a long time trying to figure out the "serial killer" because of his role, was very familiar with this kind of gaze...

This is a look that views people as prey and targets, which can be summarized as "murderous intent."

"boom!"

The gunfire exploded, and the bullet pierced through a falling petal, and then pierced Lin Yu's beating heart with the same precision.

Iron and fire, blood and death, declared that the Beretta M9 in the opponent's hands and the murderous intent in his eyes were genuine goods.

Pain and coldness quickly spread from the bullet hole in his heart. Lin Yu felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body, and he collapsed to the ground.

The girl's voice came from above his head again - it had changed from being playful and frivolous to becoming more serious than ever before.

Even a little... pious.

"May you be seen by the gods."

The girl's voice stopped, and Lin Yu felt his consciousness gradually dissipating.

"What a joke, it's so weird..."

The original confusion turned into an extremely strong unwillingness after realizing that he was about to die!

How could I die here for no apparent reason, because of this inexplicable weirdo and inexplicable shooting?!

"I don't want to die!"

There's a performance tomorrow...

There are still many performances next week, next month, and for the rest of my life!

His acting skills also need to be honed.

To date, he hasn't even given a performance that he is completely satisfied with!

How could he die here for no apparent reason?!

But no matter how unwilling and resentful Lin Yu was.

In the end, everything returns to eternal silence.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yu opened his eyes again.

The pain of death still lingered in his chest, but it seemed to have become an illusion.

He subconsciously touched his heart, but there was no wound.

Looking around, Lin Yu found that this was a dark and empty space.

"Is this Hell, Hades, or the underworld?"

"Or am I not dead at all, but just a vegetable or something, with my consciousness trapped in this place?"

Lin Yu looked around in a daze, his mind full of random thoughts.

And as if to answer his question...

As he had these thoughts, blood-colored words suddenly appeared in the void before his eyes.

【Welcome to the Death Game! 】

[Here, we will give the deceased who have a strong desire to "live" a chance to start over.]

【Participate in the game and gain a new life. 】

【Do you choose to participate? 】

Looking at these bloody words, Lin Yu reacted.

I guess I encountered... some kind of "supernatural power".

As a college student, although Lin Yu is obsessed with acting, he spends most of his time studying and honing his acting skills, and his life is relatively simple and monotonous.

But Lin Yu is not a primitive man either.

Lin Yu also reads online novels and cartoons during his free time.

Combining those, he also understood his current situation.

A certain high-ranking being created this game called "Death Game".

The chosen dead people have the opportunity to be resurrected by participating in this game.

And based on the experience of those works, Lin Yu is very clear.

This kind of game that can bring people back to life is often cruel and dangerous.

But even so...

"Do I have any choice?"

Lin Yu sighed slightly.

If Lin Yu wants to survive, continue performing, and continue his life, he has only one choice.

"I attended."

Following Lin Yu's response, the blood-colored text changed again.

【Welcome to the "Death Game", player "Lin Yu"! 】

[Drawing your initial profession...]

[Congratulations! You've obtained the unique profession: Trickster!]

[Professional Ability: After activating this ability, if your deception is believed, it will come true to a certain extent. The degree to which it comes true depends on how much others believe you.]

Lin Yu read the newly appeared blood-red text.

But before he could understand it, new blood-red words appeared.

[The initial profession has been generated! ]

【Coming soon——】

[Game Name: Who is the Outsider? ]

[Clearance conditions: Kill all players from different factions or survive until the specified time.]

[Number of players in this game: 7. ]