Reincarnation, your moral integrity is gone

"Welcome to my death arena, challengers."

A man wearing a gorgeous costume and a smiling mask appeared in the center of the stage: "According to the rules of the Death Arena, whoever survives to the end will be reborn.

So, are you ready?"

"The main quest has been triggered."

"Mission name: Deathmatch."

"Mission objective: Survive the deathmatch."

"Reward: 1000 reincarnation points, 2 attribute points."

"Mission failed: obliterated."

“Tip: 1. After completing the task, you can return to the main world.

2. You can improve your score by unlocking more achievements. "

“This scene has known achievements that can be unlocked:

[The Last Survivor]: Become the last person to survive. (You need to equip a golf club to pass the level)

【Full score answer sheet】: Get 100 points in the question and answer session.

【Murderer】: Kill at least two humans.

......"

"So fast?"

After receiving the task prompt, many people looked a little stunned.

This start is too simple and crude.

"I abstain."

The man in Room 1 made a startling statement.

"what?"

"what?"

The challengers all looked at him, with more or less confusion revealed on their faces.

Before coming in, everyone had communicated with the mysterious voice, and only those who agreed could get the chance to be resurrected.

If he didn't want to participate, why bother?

"Hahaha, he is worthy of being the youngest bishop in the history of the Truth Church. His dedication is really admirable!"

Mr. Mask suddenly clapped his hands, as if he didn't want him to quit like this: "But you are not really dead now. I wonder if giving up your life goes against the teachings of your Lord?"

"There is no such statement in our scriptures."

"Eh? No...?"

Mr. Mask was slightly stunned, lowered his head and muttered: "Did I remember the wrong plane, or... No, he is the one with the best quality in this batch of challenges. It would be a pity to be eliminated early..."

So he changed his statement.

"My Lord Bishop, do you know what the consequences of dying here will be?"

"The Lord once said that as long as I have the courage to sacrifice for others, I can become the Lord's friend. If my death can give others a chance to live, it will be my supreme honor." The bishop replied calmly.

"No, you don't."

The masked man smiled mysteriously and raised his hand as if pulling a light.

There was a loud "bang" and a bolt of thunder fell from the sky, hitting No. 6 mercilessly.

The latter was chopped to a crisp on the spot and lay straight on the ground.

Everyone: "???"

Number 6: “???”

Mr. Mask was clearly arguing with No. 1, so why was No. 6 the one who got attacked?

"Look at her. How painful her death must have been. If she had died here..."

"What does this have to do with me?" the bishop asked.

"Ah...ah..."

Poor No. 6 was staring at the sky with his eyes wide open and his body twitching continuously.

She also wanted to ask the same question, what does this have to do with her?

Can you even chop it crookedly?!

"what?!"

Mr. Mask was startled and covered his mouth with one hand, looking very panicked: "I forgot! She is also a challenger?!"

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough..."

This exaggerated acting made No. 6 cough violently, and soon he could not move.

She was pissed off.

"Ah."

The Bishop closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

Mr. Mask's purpose is nothing more than two points:

First, declare that one’s power is irreconcilable.

Second, blame No. 6’s death on him and use moral kidnapping.

But before entering this world, a mysterious voice had already reminded them of the dangers here.

Since No. 6 chose yes, he must be prepared.

Furthermore, in this game, only one person can survive at the end.

If he participates, others will basically have no chance.

"Okay, okay, let me introduce you to the others first."

Seeing that his plan was exposed, Mr. Mask changed his approach and looked in the direction of No. 8: "First, our Ms. No. 8. She was a female zombie who was well versed in human nature. She was good at success studies and psychology. She specialized in defrauding young and older women of their private money. The total amount exceeded one million!"

"It's a female lecturer..."

Number Eight added weakly, fearing that he would become the next target to be struck due to his lack of presence.

"And then there's our number seven!"

Mr. Mask looked at the sturdy brown man again and said loudly: "He is a warrior of the Black Shark Tribe. In order to protect the land from being polluted by foreign garbage, he attacked foreign travelers and cooked their bodies for food.

The necklace hanging around his neck is proof of his past!"

"Cannibals?!"

Number 8 and Number 9 were both shocked.

Counting the necklace around No. 7's neck, there are a total of twenty-nine teeth.

This guy kills people like crazy!

"hey-hey……"

Number 7 looked at the two men provocatively and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The two women couldn't help but shudder and subconsciously took two steps back.

“And our challenger number four!

He was a mercenary roaming around in war zones, doing things for money, killing people and setting fires, and committing all kinds of evil. Just hearing his name could make a child stop crying immediately.

This number three is even more of a heavyweight!

His identity is a spy for Chao Country, and his daily job is to stir up international conflicts. The number of people who have died indirectly because of him is almost in the seven figures. "

After the introduction, Mr. Mask turned around and looked confidently at No. 1, whose expression had become extremely cold: "So, my Lord Bishop, you don't want these sinners who have done so many evil things to return to the world, right?"

"..."

The Bishop narrowed his eyes.

Chapter 3 What kind of garbage am I?

"I finally understand. Each of you has unique skills..."

After listening to everyone's introduction, No. 2 muttered to himself, holding his chin and thinking.

After a moment, he seemed to have figured it out, and slammed the table and said, "But who am I?! What kind of trash am I? Why am I in the same group with you? Can you make your matching system more normal?!!!"

First there was the million-dollar swindler; then there was the cannibal who took more than twenty lives; then there were the thugs causing chaos in the war zone; and finally there was the spy who caused millions of casualties!

But only No. 2 himself knows that he is just an ordinary student!

Everyone: "..."

Although No. 2's reaction was somewhat funny, if they thought about it carefully, they had to face a fact.

The participants present are not simple people, and this game may be more difficult than imagined.

"Hahaha, Challenger No. 2 is being modest."

Mr. Mask was a professional host after all. He adjusted his demeanor and, just like before, solemnly introduced No. 2: "You are a rare master of sarcasm, a warrior who doesn't care about worldly eyes, and a fugitive from Qingshan Mental Hospital."

"Am I super?"

Number Two was about to collapse, and protested with his hands in the air, "What the hell is a master of complaints? What the hell is a fugitive? Can these be considered advantages?

I haven't even killed a chicken! How can I compete with these monsters?!"

Everyone: "..."

Four consecutive fierce questions confirmed Mr. Mask's statement.

This guy is really good at complaining.

"Huh? But the file clearly says that you committed murder?"

Mr. Mask took out a small card and looked at the words on it in confusion.

"They wanted to check my computer browsing history at that time! I was quick-witted and prevented the catastrophe!" said No. 2 angrily.

Mr. Mask: “…”

Everyone: "..."

This is a ruthless person who actually admitted to the crime of murder in order to protect his privacy.

"I'm sorry, I'm superficial."

Mr. Mask thought for a moment, then looked at Li Tianxiu and said, "But you don't have to be too anxious. Challenger No. 5 is also a student like you."

"student?"

Number Two looked at Li Tianxiu in surprise.

"Yes, he is still in college this year. His grades are very good and he was named one of the top ten outstanding young people in Hagi City. He is multi-talented. Privately, he is an underground racing driver, a singer, a painter, a repairman, a detective, a psychologist..."

"Ah, hello."

Li Tianxiu put his fingers together to greet others.

"Etc., etc……"

Number Two lost his composure and looked at Mr. Mask in shock: "Is this a fucking student?"

They are all human beings, so why are there such big differences between them?

"Yes." Mr. Mask affirmed.

"Okay, I don't care who they are, let's get started!" Number Four couldn't help but interrupt the conversation.

No matter how impressive the resumes of No. 2 and others are, they are just ordinary people who have never seen the world.

And he was a killing machine on the battlefield, he could crush them to death with just one hand.

To him, the only two people who can be considered a threat here are number one and number three.