Editor: Elanor
Xia Tian and Bai Jingan quickly found the two zombies. They were kneeling on the ground, eating a man.
In such a short time, someone else had apparently come down and died here. From the angle they were in, they could see it was a handsome young man with a well-kept face, who, apart from being disemboweled, was being slowly eaten by the two zombies. The planning team would definitely not let go of such a wonderful shot.
The zombie virus was actually an infectious disease. Although these people looked very much like dead bodies, they might still have a mind of their own. But everyone acquiesced that they were dead bodies, strange creatures. God knew what they were thinking in their heads when they ate people. It was a craving created precisely in the laboratory.
The two quickly went over their previous plan, and Bai Jingan corrected some details of the plan to try to ensure the feasibility of their madness as much as possible, without thinking about what would happen if either of them got scratched or bitten.
They needed swords. That was absolutely a must-have.
—The plan was very simple. They just needed to rush over, make it look like they were alone, and lure the zombies to come after them.
Once you went after them, even in zombies, there would be some that were fast and some that were slow. Those who had fought against them knew that it was easier to solve them one by one rather than one to many.
In the end, Bai Jingan finally nodded and the plan began.
Xia Tian stood up, and took a breath before walking in the direction of the zombies.
They lured the zombies to a T-shaped corridor.
Xia Tian rushed to the corner, then jerked his body into position, waited until the first zombie rushed over, stretched his foot and tripped it to the ground. Then he grabbed it by the hair from behind and slammed it hard towards the ground.
Its skull quickly shattered. Meanwhile, Xia Tian grabbed its sword.
Bai Jingan cleared a few glowing mosses nearby and hid in the darkness not far away. When Xia Tian dealt with the first one, he was responsible for solving the one chasing after him with a bone spear.
The second one moved quickly, that is, it was just two or three steps slower. Bai Jingan stepped out from the darkness and inserted the bone spear into its right eye socket—which was soft—and through its head.
The attack only stagnated its momentum for a moment but couldn’t fully stop it. The creature just rushed towards him at an accelerated speed, as if seeing a living person made it extremely excited.
Its mouth opened unnaturally wide, revealing sharp canine teeth. If it was a human doing so, the jaw would have been dislocated, but the zombie’s genes must have been modified in some way, allowing it to open its mouth this wide.
Bai Jingan quickly let go and stepped back, but it rushed so fast that in a blink of an eye, it was already so close that he could see its irises.
He waited, and in the next second, Xia Tian’s sword plunged straight into its head from the left side, stabbing the zombie right through and nailing it to the opposite wall.
Bai Jingan just motionlessly stood there, watching the near rotten face slide past him, nailed to the wall. Xia Tian pulled the sword out and gave him a smug smile.
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They found another sword and a short knife, which was a good harvest.
Xia Tian held out his hand, and Bai Jingan grabbed his hand to stand up. He weighed the other sword, hung it at his waist, and said, “I can’t believe I’m going to call this thing a ‘major harvest’ one day.”
“This year, the harvest was quite bad, Your Majesty, so just make do with it,” Xia Tian said.
“Your Majesty likes a little optimism. There must be more around here…” Bai Jingan said, but he suddenly stopped, realizing that he had just made a joke.
At that moment, a cold sweat flooded his body as he realized what it was.
Suspension bridge effect.
When you secrete too much adrenaline, what happened will be burned into your memory like a brand, becoming something that would stick with you forever and would truly change you.
The Killing Show claimed itself to be merely a stage to test one’s strength and courage. It repeatedly talked about naked humanity, but that was their cheap trick.
They created stages and events that were meant to stir up human emotions, and use them as materials, striking and distorting them at will. They made relationships between people become intense and dramatic, reckless, they forced you to trust someone, and become relaxed around him… only to destroy that relationship for others to see.
You couldn’t like someone because if you did they would use this to play with you, to destroy you and this was exactly what people wanted to see… your emotions were the light that attracted the monster.
Xia Tian looked at Bai Jingan strangely, not understanding why he had suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence. He had come a long way and had no scruples about anything, and didn’t know what suspension bridge effect meant.
But Bai Jingan knew.
He must not treat Xia Tian as a friend, it would be a disaster, both for tactical planning and his whole life—
It was at this moment that he suddenly looked up into the distance.
“What’s wrong?” Xia Tian asked.
“There’s a wind,” Bai Jingan said.
He took two steps in that direction, and Xia Tian asked, “Exit?”
“Grand Finale,” Bai Jingan said.
They didn’t speak again. There was nothing more to say. All they could do was to grab their weapons and walk towards that direction.
They continued forward for a short while before the Grand Finale began.
The final hours for death to pile up, in the official words of the Killing Show—”the meat grinder is on”.
First, the entire space was vibrating slightly, the air was filled with a fresh, fishy, and sweet smell, and the sand and gravel was falling from the top.
They gripped their rusty swords and looked up to see. Originally, the carvings on the top of the building had a weathered and rustic effect, but now, it looked as if something tumor-like was growing out of the elegant pattern in a chaotic manner, spreading over a long stretch, looking quite disgusting.
At the same time, they heard a voice—a shrill and eerie voice—from the far side of the corridor, but they caught only a few words, “evil god” “kill”…
Then they knew what the noise was—above them, a brown bird burrowed out of a tumor-like stone sculpture, with red goo, oozing a smell of rotting blood and flesh which got air-dried in a blink of an eye.
The bird had a human-like face, and there was no animal ignorance in its eyes, but carried malice.
They watched dumbfounded as countless strange birds burst out of the walls, as if the power of whatever Evil God was spreading all over the underground palace, and so could hatch deformed and monstrous birds from the stone walls.
Bai Jingan didn’t know what the principle was behind all this effect… but it must have cost a fortune to be able to come up with it. You simply didn’t know how much money the TV station could spend and what technology it could come up with just for the sake of these visual effects.
In any case, countless strange birds came out of the wall with blood curdling visual effects, and from the moment they came out, their shrill voices were repeating the same passage over and over again.
—The Evil God reigns over this world. This castle is its hungry body. Your Majesty demands more sacrifices, more blood and death… Every one-third of a quarter of an hour, there must be a man who stains the earth with blood, or else it will personally summon him to be its servant…
Then this Evil God also hoped that everyone would consciously and actively kill each other, and shouldn’t think that procrastination would make a difference. The real gods were already dead, and blood and killing were the real intention of the evil in this new world—in other words, this was what the organizers wished for.
“’Servants’?” Xia Tian said.
“Zombies, I guess,” Bai Jingan said.
It spread its wings and flew away, and together with countless other human-faced birds, it delivered messages of death in the underground palace, describing the organizers’ spine chilling orders: the contestants should kill each other as soon as possible; the orders of the Gods could not be disobeyed.
Xia Tian said, “I understand your nostalgia for normal screenwriting.”
The smell of decay, rot and blood in the air was getting stronger and stronger.
The two continued forward, clenching the rusted hilt of their swords. Both of them knew that this place had become extremely dangerous right now, and a bloody killing was about to begin.
Bai Jingan could hardly imagine that one day he would really take the initiative to go to the most troublesome place on his own. But he was already in the Killing Show, and there was simply no safe place to go here.
What the Evil God wished was to let everyone die here, and the only correct thing to do was to find it and kill it. Anyone who didn’t advance this route would get more attention from the planning team.
And in the Killing Show, you definitely didn’t want to be on the radar of the planning team.
Sure enough, they didn’t have to go too far before they saw two corpses lying flat in front of them, freshly dead, their blood still warm.
The corpses were of two guys in employee clothes who didn’t have any decent weapons on them, or if they had, they were also searched. The guy who had killed them had used a sword and had done a clean job.
“On the bright side, we have ten minutes now,” Xia Tian said.
“On the downside, we definitely have ten more minutes to spare,” Bai Jingan said.
As they continued forward, the surroundings became more and more eerie, with some deformed plants hanging down from the ceiling, and although they knew that the plants were deliberately planted, it felt like the entire underground palace was starting to get monstrous because of the arrival of the Evil God.
“This place reminds me of the Lower City.”
“What’s it like there?” Bai Jingan said.
“It’s always lit up, but it still feels dark.”
“Yeah, obviously there are lights, but they never seem to come on,” Bai Jingan murmured.
Xia Tian glanced at him and said, “You know the place pretty well, don’t you?”
“Not really.”
“Do you feel…” Xia Tian said, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Bai Jingan. The two of them quickly exchanged a few gestures; the process took no more than three seconds.
Xia Tian walked straight ahead on his own, while Bai Jingan halted his footsteps.
In the shadow of the heavy stone sculpture in front, a mercenary suddenly leapt from behind him, but Xia Tian seemed to have eyes at the back of his head. Xia Tian blocked the stabbing dagger backhandedly, stepped sideways and hit the opponent’s head with the sword hilt. The attacker fell to the ground, and Xia Tian gave him a blow to the back of his head, and he lay motionless on the ground.
At the same time, Bai Jingan took care of another person who came at him. The guy, seeing his accomplice dead, was a bit indecisive and turned his back to Bai Jingan for a while. It was too easy. Bai Jingan’s sword pierced his neck directly from behind and he fell to the ground and died immediately.
Xia Tian and Bai Jingan searched them for weapons and food. The sneak attackers had nothing decent on them, only a short sword, and a crudely made longbow whose bowstring looked like it would break at any time. It seemed that the organizers were determined to follow the cold war era style. Xia Tian threw the bow to Bai Jingan, but in this terrain, this thing was basically useless.
“Now we have twenty minutes more,” Xia Tian said.
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Poor guys, have to fear because they started making jokes with someone.
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