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

"when--"

A heavy bell rang in Lin Yu's ears.

He was somewhat surprised to find that he was no longer in the darkness of "nothingness".

Instead, there was a large and dimly lit room.

The whole room is decorated in medieval Baroque style, gorgeous yet dilapidated.

Thick carpets, exquisite oil paintings, crystal chandeliers, wrought iron candlesticks...

Each one was covered in dust and cobwebs, and upon closer inspection, they were all stained with black and red stains that looked like dried blood.

On one side of the room is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, with a moon phase relief carved above the wooden window frame as decoration.

Moonlight slanted in through the window, barely illuminating the room.

Through this, Lin Yu concluded that this was probably a room in a long-abandoned Western-style castle.

In the middle of the room is a long wooden table.

Lin Yu was sitting at the head of the table at this moment.

There were six people sitting next to him, in front of the long table.

Six people...

Including myself, there are seven.

Which happens to be the number of "players".

Therefore, these six people should be the other players of this game!

Lin Yu quickly calmed down and glanced at the six people calmly.

There were four men and two women, and they had little in common in terms of age or temperament.

The only thing they had in common was that they all had a look of surprise and confusion on their faces.

"It seems that not only are they all 'players', but they also seem to be people who have no clue about this game."

As an "experiential" actor, Lin Yu also dabbled in psychology in order to better understand the character's psychology.

He couldn't see through people's thoughts at a glance, but it was not difficult for Lin Yu to understand their general state by observing the expressions on their faces.

At the same time, Lin Yu also noticed a detail.

There was a brown envelope on the table in front of everyone present, including myself.

However, Lin Yu did not remind him of this.

Because he still didn't know how to play this game, he didn't want to speak in this situation and become the focus of everyone's attention.

In particular, his ability is that of a "fraudster" - a profession that requires "deception" to be effective.

After a few seconds, someone couldn't help but speak.

"Everyone, I want to ask, are you like me? After death, you ended up in a dark space and saw some strange things, such as text and games?"

In the crowd, a middle-aged woman wearing glasses whispered, "What on earth do these mean?"

After hearing what she said, Lin Yu understood.

Although I quickly figured out the situation...

But Lin Yu knew in his heart that this was not just because he calmed down quickly.

More importantly, he is a contemporary college student who frequently surfs the Internet and has seen many fictional works of the battle royale and death game types.

And among the seven people present, it was obvious that several of them looked like the type who would never be exposed to this kind of fictional work.

However, Lin Yu still didn't intend to remind him at this time.

Because someone has already planned to do so.

On the other side of the table.

A chubby guy wearing thick glasses and a white printed round-neck sweater couldn't help but speak up when he heard the middle-aged woman's question:

"I think this situation is very similar to some of the anime and novels I usually read... It's about a group of people who died in an accident, but were chosen by a certain god to play some cruel game. They use their abilities to overcome the game and survive... Although it's cruel, this is also our chance to change our fate!"

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and a thin man with a scar on his face, a fierce look, and a fierce body slammed the table.

"Fuck, what a bullshit god! My death was unclear enough, damn it... after death, I still come to this crazy place to suffer."

The scarred man seemed to be recalling the last scene of his life, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"I don't think this is a bad thing," a gentle and shy young woman said timidly, blushing as she tucked her hair behind her ear. "Just like the little brother with glasses said, at least we still have a game to play now, instead of being truly dead."

"Humph, you believe everything that fat guy says?" The scarred man stared at the woman and sneered, "What if that damn god is just playing tricks on us?"

The young woman was stared at by the scarred man and pursed her lips, obviously not daring to refute this guy who looked dangerous.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, the man with the scar snorted coldly.

The four of them only exchanged a sentence or two, but Lin Yu had already made some judgments about their personalities.

The little fat boy with glasses looks a little silly. He looks like a simple high school student who has no experience in society.

Scarface is a bit fierce, has a bad temper, and is eager to convey the signal to those around him that "I'm not someone to be trifled with."

Two women... the middle-aged one looked quite serious, while the younger one was more fragile.

The reason why Lin Yu used his knowledge of psychology to analyze the personality traits of these people was because no matter what the content of the game was, he would definitely deal with the other six people next.

Either an opponent or a teammate.

Therefore, the more you understand about them, the better your chances of winning this game will be.

As for the two people who didn't speak...

Lin Yu looked at the guy who remained silent like him.

A person sat opposite him. He was a short young man of about the same age as him, in his early twenties. He looked shifty and was looking at others curiously.

He licked his lips from time to time and seemed very nervous.

The other one was the tall man who had always been sitting next to Lin Yu.

He has a square face, a resolute expression, a strong body and looks full of power.

Like Lin Yu, he listened carefully to everyone's speeches.

After Scarface finished speaking, he knocked on the table and spoke.

"Alright, everyone, stop arguing. No matter what that 'god' thinks, since we're all in this game, it means we're all in this together..."

After the tall, square-faced man finished speaking, Lin Yu immediately denied him in his heart.

Grasshoppers on a string?

That's not necessarily the case.

Just when Lin Yu had this thought, it seemed to confirm that the square-faced man's statement was wrong.

Suddenly, a creepy, rustling noise came from the wall next to everyone.

They turned around and saw a line of large, eye-catching blood-stained words appearing on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, line after line of bloody words appeared, soon covering the entire wall:

"There are two outsiders among you seven. Find them! Drive them away!"

"There are two outsiders among you seven. Find them! Drive them away!"

"There are two outsiders among you seven. Find them! Drive them away!"