Weird apocalypse: Spend money on ghosts and get a 10,000x return

"Yes, yes, you choose one and we will follow you to choose. This is the best way." The other people who could speak said together.

"You are too cunning." Huangmao broke out in a cold sweat.

If he makes the wrong choice, wouldn’t he become a murderer?

But can murder really be avoided in this strange apocalypse?

"What about you? What do you think?" The yellow-haired man looked at Chu Yang.

"I share the same opinion as them." Chu Yang replied.

"That's it."

The yellow-haired man nodded, then looked at the eight people who couldn't speak.

For a moment, the eight people broke out in cold sweat and felt an extreme danger.

Without being able to speak, he frantically acted as if he was not the traitor and begged Lord Huangmao to let him go.

What's worse, some people even kowtow to the yellow-haired man.

In this strange apocalypse, as long as you can survive, what does face matter?

In this situation, Huangmao not only did not feel conflicted, but he even felt refreshed.

What's going on? How does this feel?

Is this what it feels like to have the power of life and death in your hands?

Why is it so cool?

At this moment, Huangmao also experienced the straightforwardness of the ancient feudal emperor.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was time for the first vote.

"Based on my intuition, I chose you." The yellow-haired man pointed at a man with an extremely ugly appearance.

The man's eyes bulged out, and the extreme fear caused him to lose control of his bowels and bladder, and a foul odor filled the air.

The rest of the people, including Chu Yang, followed suit.

The next moment, the rules came and turned into an invisible big hand, instantly crushing the man's head.

Blood splattered everywhere, and a lot of it even splashed onto Chu Yang's face.

Chu Yang had a blank expression on his face, and there was no ripple in his heart.

People who have nothing to do with you are dead if they die.

It's like an ant died.

He knew that Huangmao made the choice randomly, and if it were him, he would also make the choice randomly.

Because the weird game set up by the Earl of the Wilderness seems to be a little different from other weird games.

This seems to be a game that relies purely on luck.

The reason why I chose the note that allowed me to speak should be thanks to my cheap brother.

Although the probability of death is the same, at least he won't die immediately like the man who was shot in the head.

But it's really strange. A game that relies purely on luck seems difficult, but in this weird apocalypse, such a weird game can be considered a great conscience.

Many people would rather choose to play this purely weird game.

Although the Earl of the Wilderness is very concerned about his reputation, is he really so kind-hearted?

The other seven people who couldn't speak were simply frightened silly.

Their life and death depends entirely on Huangmao's thoughts.

"It's not over yet. Doesn't that mean this man isn't a mole?"

Huangmao licked his lips, feeling a little regretful.

At least just now, he experienced the feeling of God.

So, Huangmao turned his gaze to a very beautiful woman.

The woman was frightened and hurried to the side of the yellow-haired man, pulled her collar down, and rubbed the yellow-haired man's face frantically.

Huangmao looked relieved.

The beautiful woman rubbed hard for ten minutes. If there hadn't been so many people present, the yellow-haired man might have lay down and the beautiful woman might have squatted down.

"Please start voting." Earl of the Wilderness said lightly.

The yellow-haired man pushed the woman away contentedly and pointed his finger at her.

"I chose this woman. She's very different from the others. She seems to really want to survive."

"The only way the mole can survive is to kill all of us, and the others who can't speak can survive as long as they don't get voted out."

"So, she's very abnormal and she's trying too hard, so I choose her."

Huangmao's words were well-reasoned and he was very confident.

Chu Yang was speechless. Was this the legendary situation where someone would not recognize you after you put on your pants?

The woman was furious, baring her teeth, and pounced on the yellow-haired man, trying to bite him to death.

But no one was as fast as Chu Yang and the others in following the votes.

The rules came and the woman was wiped out by the rules.

However, it is not over yet.

"The traitor is still here, please continue to have fun, everyone." The Earl of the Wilderness said with a smile.

"It's not over yet? Isn't that woman a traitor?" The yellow-haired man widened his eyes and broke away from the God's perspective of supreme power.

It's bad, something big has happened.

I used two of the four chances, but the traitor is still there...

If they don’t make the right choice the third or fourth time, they will be the ones to die.

Chu Yang was still thinking.

This way of playing the game is wrong.

He didn't think the Wilderness Earl was kind enough to let half of humanity leave alive.

The weird mission in the Bloody Canteen was a life-threatening one, not to mention the weird mission in the Wilderness Manor.

No, there must be something wrong.

What's wrong...

"Thirty minutes are up, please make the third choice." The Earl of the Wilderness shouted.

The yellow-haired man's body was stiff, and he looked towards Chu Yang and the others, as if seeking their gaze.

Except for Chu Yang, the other three turned their heads elsewhere.

They don't want to choose.

As long as they don't choose, they are not murderers.

As for finding the traitor, let alone that, it's just a weird game that relies purely on luck, isn't it?

Under the tremendous psychological pressure, Huangmao has begun to tremble.

Who is the traitor?

His eyes looked around and then locked onto a short man.

The dwarf was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed madly.

According to Huangmao's thinking, this dwarf's desire to survive is terrifying, and he must be a traitor.

But after the last failure, Huangmao was not so sure anymore, so he looked at another person.

Another person also knelt down and kowtowed to Huangmao.

Seeing that time was almost up, Huangmao hurriedly voted for the dwarf.

The rest of the people followed suit.

The power of rules emerged and cut the dwarf in half.

The red and white ones flowed all over the floor.

"It should be over, right?" The yellow-haired man looked at the Earl of the Wilderness.

"Congratulations..."

When Huangmao and others heard this, they were extremely excited. They found the traitor!

"Congratulations, you can continue to play fun games." The Earl of Wilderness said with a smile.

"It's not over yet!?" The yellow-haired man was soaked in cold sweat.

Endless pressure hits

All three attempts failed, leaving only the last one.

And there are still five people left who cannot speak.

At this point in the weird game, they only have a one in five chance of survival.

It was an almost certain death situation, and Huangmao was extremely scared.

"Change your vote!"

Huangmao was so scared that he lay on the ground.

"no!"

If you want to be a leader, then stay in office till the end. What’s the point of electing someone else?

Chu Yang looked at the yellow-haired man lying on the ground, and looked at his body. Suddenly, a bizarre idea emerged in his mind.

Who says the traitor has to be human?

The first rule does not explicitly state that the traitor is a human.

It was only introduced that the inner ghost had hands and a body.