Chapter 188: A Speculation
"Are you injured anywhere else?" Usagi held a handkerchief that Jacob handed her and wrapped it around his wounded leg while checking other parts of his body.
"Just that wound, it's not a big deal, so you don't have to worry." Jacob widened his eyes and, after regaining his composure, stood up from the ground, looked around, and said, "There's a possibility that we'll be chosen in the upcoming rounds, so it's better to keep moving."
Usagi remembered the number of players. She knew that with the deaths caused by the players themselves, it was evident that everyone would have their active vest at least once. Holding the shotgun given to her by Jacob, she followed closely behind him.
"Ahhhh!"
The screams, carried by the echo to their direction, were filled with pain, as if their lives were escaping in that roar of agony.
"[Master, the chances of being chosen again are very low, but that possibility is not ruled out!]"
"Can corpses still have the bomb even when dead?" That's a question Jacob had been asking himself. In a huge arena with players killing without any problem, the number of survivors must definitely be fewer than the number of vests that would be activated.
"What do you mean?" Usagi couldn't understand exactly what Jacob was referring to. After walking a certain distance, they both stopped and hid after seeing a fight in the distance.
While that group of people fought, Jacob looked at Usagi and whispered, "Considering that the number of activated vests corresponds to the round level, in this round, 22 people will die."
"Yes, we know that, but are you saying that if the number of vests to be activated in round 12 is greater than the players remaining alive, could we pass the bomb to the corpses?"
Jacob nodded upon hearing Usagi's words and said, "This game is very interesting, and the chances of it being fair are higher, I can feel it. If we were already chosen as bomb carriers, we won't be chosen again."
"However, if the number of players is fewer than the number of vests to be activated, could we pass the bomb to the dead people who didn't die because of the vest? It's hard to know for sure, but it's certain that there's a possibility of carrying the bomb again."
"That's possible..." Usagi was truly lost in her thoughts.
The assumption that Jacob arrived at is certainly probable, although it involves playing with probabilities. It's true that these trials shouldn't be deadly, although the number of survivors may be low, the goal is always to win if you have the required skills.
This game is closely related to terrorism, something that soldiers face on the battlefield. Taking all that into account, Jacob believed that this bomb vest game was closely related to the creator. This large battlefield, the ongoing fight, and the duration of the game are extremely similar to a conflict zone.
So if the dead bodies that didn't die by the vest are lying around, eventually the vests of all the remaining survivors in the arena will be activated, and the remaining corpses could be the key to their survival.
"We have to find the corpses... At least two, one for you and one for me." Jacob seemed restless when he reached this kind of thought.
"[Master, you were spotted by one of the players with an activated vest!]"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the same time as the warning from his intelligent assistant, Jacob lowered his head and signaled to Usagi to take cover before returning fire. "Don't mess with me!"
...
"Please, you don't have the activated vest, and neither do I. Don't kill me!"
In the darkness of an apparently deserted area, filled with silence and darkness, a man dressed in black advanced with complete silence and an expressionless face. If there was something that instilled fear in others, it would be the scars on his shaved head that extended to his left forehead, which, combined with his blind left eye, added a sense of hardness to his expression. His cold and ruthless gaze showed no trace of empathy or remorse as he stepped on the corpses of the people he had already killed.
The lifeless bodies lay scattered around him, silent witnesses to his relentless brutality. But the most curious thing of all was that none of them had the bomb vest activated; none should have been killed, especially not by a man who shouldn't need to pass the bomb in this round.
"You're a damn demon, you damn son of a bitch!" One of the people who were still alive lifted his terror-stricken face and looked at the person who had killed his entire group.
The deformed faces of the corpses reflected the terror and suffering they had experienced before their lives were mercilessly taken away.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, please let me live!"
The man in black ignored the desperate pleas of the last remaining player in front of him. There was no room for mercy in his heart, hardened by years of violence and bloodshed. Without a word, he raised his weapon and fired again and again, sealing the fate of that individual with each precise shot.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of gunshots echoed in the air, accompanied by the agonizing moans of the witnesses who had observed the scene in the darkness.
"Now, run!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
However, those who were hiding were killed by the swift reaction of the man dressed in black. "Don't shoot me!"
Their pleas and laments fell on deaf ears, as the indifference of the man in black was absolute. His objective was to eliminate any trace of his act, ensuring that this place would become a silent tomb.
With methodical efficiency, the man holstered his weapon and ventured into the darkness, dragging the corpses one by one towards a hidden area. His movements were stealthy and calculated, as if he had performed this task countless times before. He left no trace behind, making sure to erase any evidence that hidden corpses were present in this place.
The terrain was filled with an aura of death and violence as the man in black continued his macabre task. Each dragged body represented a life lost, a story cut short amidst the brutality of this deadly game. Cruelty and desperation permeated the air, creating a chilling contrast with the unwavering tranquility of the man in black.
In that dark corner, amidst death and horror, indifference and coldness reigned. After finishing hiding the corpses, the man in black continued walking towards the area where more players were.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
"[Seventh round completed, congratulations to the players who have survived this round!]"
"[The eighth round is about to begin, six vests of the players will be randomly activated!]"
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Chapter 189: Where are the corpses?
"There are no corpses around here!"
"Impossible, shouldn't the corpses be in this place?" Jacob's expression turned cold.
"Did someone else have the same idea?" Usagi spoke after considering it for a moment.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
"[Sixth round completed, congratulations to the players who have survived this round!]"
"[The seventh round is about to begin, seven players' vests will be randomly activated!]"
Jacob and Usagi fell silent, both looking at their vests, waiting for the outcome of this round. It would be unlikely for the selection system to pass them the bomb again, as they had already had it. So, initially, they should be safe.
Five... Four... Three... Two... One...
"We don't have it, we'll be fine this round." Jacob sighed in relief as he held Usagi's shoulders. No one, not even himself, could imagine the adrenaline and uncontrollable emotions experienced in these games. Even he, who had been on a battlefield, couldn't escape the sensations of this play.
Each round, some cried in terror while others simply prayed to their gods. But Jacob remained silent beside Usagi, waiting. There was no fear in his eyes, but after the players were selected, there was a calmness in his muscles that was gratifying.
It was true that the satisfaction of not being chosen in each passing round was great, but once you had the bomb, every person's heart beat with force and speed. "Let's keep searching, we must not waste time."
"Everything is turning against us, we need to be faster." Jacob thought as they continued walking for a few hundred more meters.
"[Two figures detected at the front room's door, proceed with caution!]"
Upon receiving the alert from his intelligent assistant, Jacob raised his fist and stopped Usagi, who was a step behind him.
"To the right, one... two... now!" Jacob shouted as he advanced, aiming at the door. When he was a few meters away, he said, "Anyone inside this room can come out now, and we won't harm you!"
There was a long silence after Jacob spoke those words, and then he warned, "I'll count to three, if no one comes out, I'll consider you enemies! One... Two..."
"Wait, please, don't shoot!" A voice that seemed to belong to an elderly woman came out with her hands raised. Jacob's eyes caught sight of what was behind the elderly person and saw a red light.
"Are you..." Jacob's eyes widened in astonishment.
"We are old, and though we are clever, a trial like this is our death sentence..." The elderly woman smiled upon seeing Jacob and Usagi.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At that moment, gunshots were heard in the distance, getting closer to their position. The elderly woman, noticing the blood on Jacob's leg and some wounds on his skin, smiled and said, "You can come in, we won't harm you."
Usagi looked at Jacob, made eye contact, and nodded. "We can rest for a while in that place..."
"Five minutes until this round ends, we certainly have time." Jacob thought as he decided to follow the elderly woman. Inside the room, there was an elderly man who seemed unwell, and as a survival instinct, Jacob and Usagi kept a certain distance from this elderly couple.
"Haha, don't worry, we won't do anything to you," said the elderly man, who was the woman's husband. "You can call me Kinchi..."
Usagi listened to the story of one of the elderly individuals, who had the red vest, while his wife had the green one. They both didn't want to leave each other, so they planned to die together while they could.
"[Master, several people are running in your direction!]"
"Usagi, cover the left door, I'll cover the right."
Upon hearing Jacob's words, Usagi understood that there was danger, so she moved towards the door and raised her shotgun.
Boom!
At one point, both doors were opened and Usagi, upon seeing a player with a red vest, fired without hesitation.
Bang!
The shotgun pellets penetrated the leg of the man who entered through Usagi's side, and she kept aiming at him, threatening him not to move.
Jacob, on the other side, wasn't as lucky. He shot and blew off the head of one person, but another behind him pushed the corpse forward, and by the time Jacob tried to shoot again, he had an enemy in front of him.
"Ahhhhh!"
Bang!
After pushing the large man, Jacob looked at the counter on his chest and knew he had four minutes for the people to explode.
"I'm going to kill you!" the man said, looking at his dead comrade on the ground.
"You will be the key to that old man..."
Jacob faced an imposing man with powerful muscles and a sharp knife in his hands. The atmosphere was tense as they prepared to face each other. Jacob's heart pounded, his mind focused, and his senses heightened.
"Jacob!"
"Protect the doors, I'll handle this!"
Without hesitation, the strong man lunged at Jacob with a quick knife movement. But Jacob was agile and evaded the attack with an elegant pirouette, feeling the breeze of the blade brushing his skin. In an instant, he responded with a precise strike to his opponent's abdomen.
The fight erupted into a dance of quick and agile movements. Jacob evaded every assault from the strong man with fluid motions, showcasing astonishing skill. With each maneuver, he stayed one step ahead, anticipating his opponent's moves and counterattacking with millimeter precision.
The sound of clashing steel filled the air as the knives intertwined in a duel of strength and skill. Jacob moved with feline agility, seizing every opportunity to launch fast and lethal attacks. His movements were coordinated, his gaze fixed on the target, leaving no room for distraction.
The strong man tried to resist, but Jacob's skill and speed surpassed him by far. Each of Jacob's strikes found its mark, weakening his opponent. With each movement, he drew closer to victory.
Adrenaline flowed through Jacob's veins as his body moved in perfect harmony with his mind. His quick reflexes and combat experience allowed him to anticipate every move of the strong man. Taking advantage of a moment of vulnerability, Jacob performed a skillful leg sweep, knocking his opponent to the ground.
The strong man attempted to get up quickly, but Jacob didn't give him a chance. With a series of swift movements, he disarmed his opponent and immobilized him on the ground. Victory was his.
"It was a good fight..." Jacob moved his knife and slit the man's wrist veins while he lay on the ground, then looked at the elderly man next to his wife and said, "Kinchi, come and pass the bomb."
"I..."
"Quickly, we must get out of here before they explode!"
Jacob then looked at Usagi and shouted, "Let's go out through the other door!"
The elderly man passed through the row of boxes and soon reached the man who was bleeding out. He looked at his tearful wife and said, "I'm sorry, but I have to live for my wife."
Jacob looked at the old man with a cold expression; there was no feeling of hatred in killing, he was simply surviving. Once all four of them were safe, they left, leaving the two people with the bombs on their vests behind.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
"[Eighth round completed, congratulations to the players who have survived this round!]"
"[The ninth round is about to begin, eight vests of the players will be randomly activated!]"
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