As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

Then, as usual, the rules for the martial arts competition were described in detail on the large screen.

It was too complicated for Liu Ren to bother looking at.

The people in the live stream were also stunned after watching it.

Why are these rules so complicated?

I recognize every single word, but I have absolutely no idea what this whole thing is saying.

[Can any of you guys translate this? What does it mean?]

Are you taking advantage of our lack of education?

[Sigh, you don't need to understand it. That thing seems to be designed for AI; humans obviously can't understand it.]

Simply put, each participant competes, and the rankings are determined by the number of wins.

Then the shares are allocated based on the ranking.

According to the previous request from Hall Master Sun, to obtain a larger share, at least five matches must be won.

This must be based on his experience...

How much of an extra share is that?

Who knows?

Why is the host so quiet? Where is the host? Come and translate, host!

Liu Ren glanced at the comments and replied, "The streamer only has an elementary school education; he can't understand these complicated things."

[Elementary school education? That sounds rather crude...]

How can you even drive on this awful road?

[Bullshit, the streamer clearly has a university degree!]

[Really...?]

Getting into university is tough these days.

[Isn't it easy to get one?]

Sigh, education is like a circle; it becomes valuable, then depreciates, and then it appreciates again.

Too few people are going to university these days.

To be precise, it's that Jiuhuang has fewer people, and with a smaller total population, there are naturally fewer highly educated people, making education more valuable. I actually checked the streamer's education level, and it's quite impressive.

【? ? ? 】

[It's actually a key book! The streamer is pretty impressive. Why is he streaming this rubbish, "Eternal Night"?]

Are the requirements for playing death games this high these days?

While Liu Ren was watching the game, the topics in the live stream went further and further off track.

Okay, okay, stop talking. The streamer clearly has a painful past.

"Hey, Brother Liu, let me offer you a toast!"

Sorry, Brother Liu, I just did a quick lookup.

[If you're going to investigate, then don't you dare tell everyone! It's making everyone curious!]

So what happened?

I wasn't curious at first, but now I'm starting to get a little curious myself.

Don't be curious! The streamer is mine, and you're not allowed to investigate!

【? 】

[Sorry, streamer, I accidentally checked it out too—brothers, please don't check it out, check me instead!]

Although you're not bad either, but...

Alright, alright, Xiao Yu is going to kick you out now.

【…】

The game has begun.

All attention was focused on the deadly hand-to-hand combat arena.

In just a few minutes, ten people went up.

In the end, only five remained.

Almost every one of the ten people possesses trickery skills.

However, the power of the trickery they used was not as great as that of the guy with the sickle-wielding trick that Liu Ren had seen before.

Upon seeing this, Liu Rencai confirmed Sun Yujie's words in his mind.

Tricks and tricks are indeed different.

There are significant differences in both quality and power.

Furthermore, the tricks these people possess seem to exhibit clear differences in strength...

After extracting all the important information, Liu Ren finally turned his attention back to the live stream.

Then I saw a barrage of comments scrolling by, with people discussing their backgrounds and experiences.

After scrolling up a bit through the comments, Liu Ren replied, "You guys have already dug up my underwear, and you're still asking me what happened?"

[The streamer has finally responded?]

So what exactly happened? (Curious.jpg)

I think you guys really want to fly to the moon.

[Bro, I'll transfer you 100,000 yuan after I log off. Buy yourself something good to eat; even death row inmates get their last meal.]

"Thank you, but no need. The streamer doesn't want anything else except to survive in 'Eternal Night'—money is just a number to the streamer as long as he can live for thirty days."

You really want to live for another thirty days?

Forget it, ten days is already impressive, thirty days? Even if you're incredibly lucky, you'll be long gone by then.

Even if you don't die at the hands of humans, you might still die at the hands of monsters.

Is the streamer serious?

[If the streamer survives for more than thirty days, I'll transfer 100,000 yuan to him from outside the border. I mean it.]

【Even though you're very rich, this is still impossible. No one has ever survived in here for more than thirty days.】

My brother Liu is indeed awesome, but he's not Superman.

[Hey streamer, maybe we should just skip this?]

I even unfollowed you so I could live!

"No, just follow me and give me a like. We can talk about tips in ten days."

Liu Ren's mindset has completely changed at this moment.

He suddenly felt that death wasn't such a frightening thing after all.

It's not that I don't care.

Rather, it's that he's no longer afraid.

People are always filled with fear of the unknown.

But now, death is no longer "unknown" for Liu Ren, who has just escaped death.

He is now like someone standing at the bottom of an abyss.

There was nowhere left to fall beneath my feet.

Every step he takes forward is like climbing upwards!

After half an hour.

The majority of the factions that signed up for the martial arts competition were eliminated.

Finally, it was the Sky-Piercing Gang's turn.

After receiving the notification, Ding Xiujie stood up and left the spectator stands.

A few minutes later, he appeared on the deathmatch stage.

Their information appeared on the big screen.

The Sky-Piercing Gang, Ding Xiujie.

Yaksha, Kaneda.

[Another Japanese person?]

[I've already said, this is a game, don't compare it to reality.]

So, damn it, this is another Japanese person?

[I noticed this while the streamer was watching the deathmatch earlier. Damn, aren't there a lot of Japanese people in the eastern part of the central courtyard?]

【Have it? 】

[There are a lot... Basically, the largest groups are from Jiuhuang and Dongying, followed by a group that looks like they're from Jinguo or Xinyi.]

[I'll forget about Jin Guo and Xin Yi; I just don't like the Japanese.]

I'm annoyed too.

Ding Xiujie looks pretty big and burly; I wonder if he can win.

【…】

Liu Ren saw the comments, but didn't respond.

This isn't the real world.

For the audience, it's something to discuss when they have nothing else to do; it's just for fun anyway.

But for him, there was no such thing as this person or that person.

There are only enemies and the dead.

The same applies to Ding Xiujie, who has taken the stage.

After the floating "start" sign disappeared, Ding Xiujie's muscles swelled up, and he charged straight out.

Like a human-shaped tank.

Judging from physique alone, Kindaichi on the other side is no match for him at all.

In a martial arts duel where a deadly blow is necessary, the very first move can determine life or death!

Therefore, Ding Xiujie did not hesitate and went all out in his first move.

His fist, as big as a sandbag, slammed down—

However, Kaneda shunned him.

"!"

Ding Xiujie is finished.

Liu Ren remained expressionless, mentally marking Ding Xiujie as an outlier.

In that instant, a look of disdain appeared on Kindaichi's face. He touched Ding Xiujie's chest with his palm and then quickly withdrew it.

After Ding Xiujie's attack missed, he quickly turned around and launched another attack.

But this time, before his punch even landed, his face was quickly covered with bulging veins.

"Uh--"

Ding Xiujie suddenly stopped moving.

Then he was punched in the heart by Kindaichi.

"Oh!"

He immediately took a few steps back, blood seeping from his mouth.

Knowing that this was a life-or-death battle, Ding Xiujie quickly tried to calm himself down.

But I can't concentrate.

The blood vessels that covered his face extended all the way down to his neck.

"you--"

Ding Xiujie immediately understood something, and stared intently at Jin Tianjie with wide eyes.

"So you Jiuhuang people really only have limbs and no brains!" Jin Tianjie said smugly, then without hesitation, punched Ding Xiujie in the eye.