Editor: Elanor
When Xia Tian’s interview video came out, it was well received, and Huitian went to watch it.
The media repeatedly quoted one of Xia Tian’s replies “I would do the same thing as him because I have a sister” to He Yu’s question that asked him about what he thought of the execution. His tone sounded as if the King had pardoned a murderer and even declared him a Paladin.
Xia Tian looked like the boy next door type in the video. Although it was unclear if it was because of the lighting, there was a sense of purity in his expression that seemed to have, as Cassandra put it, a hint of the sacredness. His face made it difficult to refute him even if he said crazy things, and people would even feel like following him into the dark.
Right now, all of Xia Tian’s fans were in a frenzy. His gesture of “something falling followed by an explosion” was spreading like crazy. Simply looking at that gesture through the screen made Huitian shudder.
The smile… and the fanatical spread. There was something very violent in the whole thing.
Those people believed that a word from Xia Tian would grant them the right to kill and receive God’s forgiveness.
Although the subject of moral change in society was discussed in the past, no one was particularly interested in it; but now, everyone was suddenly interested in it and was following the trend.
When Xia Tian spoke about it in front of the camera, when his handsome face appeared, he made gestures and mentioned his feelings—the whole thing clearly showed his personal style and unique ability to incite people. This was the ability of a star.
Soon, everyone began to discuss this matter.
Nobody could resist the wave of entertainment. All the media outlets began to add to this new fad to get a piece of the pie. In order to gain attention and views, they fabricated what Xia Tian had said and expanded it into a solid theory that could answer any question.
Of course, the actual stars involved were totally clueless about this. After the interview, they quickly entered the fourth round of the event.
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This round was notorious for its brutality, length, and high mortality rate. More and more eyes were staring at the third sub-arena of the game, and planners were gearing up to throw in some disasters.
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When Xia Tian arrived at the location, he was almost in a momentary trance. The water was endless, as if it really was the surface era. But it wasn’t. This was just a game venue in the rich Upper City.
The island’s owner was rumoured to be a super rich man who controlled the world’s economy and had all sorts of bizarre and frightening technological patents that transcended the current era by several decades.
Currently, many of the summoned heirs were boarding a lavish cruise ship and sailing for the island. They had come from all over the world after being notified that they were deemed qualified to inherit this Empire.
The entire trip was sunny, with beauties shuttling on the cruise ship, and unlimited snacks and drinks. The later the competition gets, the more exquisite the arena becomes, the more flamboyant the sets are, and the richer the composition of the personnel. The fourth round would obviously not be like the previous rounds, with only a group of men in the wilderness killing each other.
It was just that the venue was completely different from Xia Tian’s fantasy “Hot Sky”-style sunny holiday island. Although the entire “garden” had pavilions and exotic plants, the sea gave a gloomy appearance, and the houses looked like they were haunted… Maybe they were really haunted.
As they got closer to the small island, the sky got cloudy, a light rain started to fall, and lightning flashed intermittently, as if foreshadowing a catastrophe that was about to occur. It was clear that a lot of effort was put into the arena background and design.
On the cruise ship, Xia Tian also came across Mo An. The latter immediately shot him a glare before acting as if he had just been dragged away by his companions due to the circumstances at hand—Mo An’s teammate also winked at him.
Xia Tian also tried his best to look like he was not someone who was to be trifled with, and then the two tried to avoid each other as much as possible.
Mo An was undoubtedly a top-notch master when it came to people-avoiding techniques. Although the trip to the island was quite considerable, after that, Xia Tian had not encountered him even once during the journey.
By the time they arrived at the island, it was already dark.
When they got off the ship, they were greeted by an ominous, foreboding atmosphere and a few gloomy-looking servants—most likely special actors—who resembled mourners from horror films.
If you encountered this kind of scene in reality, it was best to walk away as soon as possible, but as Killing Show players, they had no choice but to take their suitcases and follow the servants into the eerie, dark arena.
Xia Tian felt that Boss Qiao Ge, who had been filming the island-based reality show for a long time, for the fear that people would stereotype him, didn’t satisfy the audience’s desire of sunny islands at all, instead he made the Killing Show scenes more and more sinister. Even though the current competition site was at sea, it was not in the same dimension as the resort sea. He seemed to have put on a cold and dangerous stance, vowing to draw a clear line between Killing Show and “Hot Sky”.
The group of people walked through the dense foliage of trees that looked gloomy and threatening, as if they wanted to swallow all the tiny humans who had intruded into this place.
The design of the houses was simple and elegant. They followed the ancient and rustic style. They were hidden among the trees, and the eaves and walkways were decorated with statues of malicious-looking strange beasts that looked less like real-life creatures and more like mythological ones. Wind chimes were hanging in the corners. The roofs were decorated with transparent tiles. The winding corridors led to the depths of the garden.
By now the classical style was no longer left. The designers had categorized the classical style of the surface era into different “elements”. And when they designed a show, they would focus on a particular “element” but add things without much consideration as to whether it was true to the original style or not, all to give people a specific impression and meet the characteristics required by the show itself.
However, as a Killing Show player, Xia Tian was not in the mood to see the scenery. After he scanned the landscape, he concluded that it was not suitable for snipers to display their full potential.
As they walked deeper and deeper into the garden, they saw the main hall from a distance.
It was ablaze with lights and bustling with activity, and it looked like a large dinner party had been prepared. The servant NPCs carried the guests’ luggage and led them to their respective rooms, which were prepared with a month’s worth of daily necessities and the closets were stocked with clothes for various occasions.
These servant NPCs had signed contracts with the TV station. In this kind of competition, their death rate was about one-third.
The person who took Xia Tian’s team to their residence was a girl with a graceful gait. She took them to a separate courtyard. At night, the dark and lush foliage would cover up the old, dark gray house making it an ideal location for ghosts to haunt.
She handed them a key with an antique-looking design—the intention of the design team was probably to turn it into fan merchandise in the future—and told the team that only they had the key to their room, so they shouldn’t lose it, and then left.
Xia Tian unlocked the door and the others followed him into the room. They discovered that while the interior furnishings weren’t particularly attractive, the place was equipped with all cutting edge items.
The living room was spacious enough for tactical demonstrations and meetings. It was also equipped with a bar, good wine, and sofas. A white vase with an elegant emblem, filled with freshly picked roses, and holding an artistically designed invitation, was placed on the coffee table.
Bai Jingan walked over and opened the invitation. The sender had politely stated that he hoped that his distinguished guests would change into more formal clothes and head to the banquet hall. Following the wishes of the deceased owner, the mansion would hold a dinner to welcome them. The Lawyer-in-charge would announce the old man’s last words at the banquet.
The invitation also stated that Mr. Shi hoped that they would all be happy and that death was inevitable but they shouldn’t let it affect their enjoyment of life.
“Before the banquet, should we continue to discuss tactics?” Eric asked.
They should have discussed the tactics before the game, but they ended up spending all their time memorizing the history of moral changes in society.
“Let’s kill someone first,” Bai Jingan said, turning his head to look at Xia Tian, “Who do you hate the most?”
Xia Tian thought for a while.
“Yang Shen,” he said, “Have you seen his private Killing Show videos? There are also some interviews. I have never seen anyone who feels so good about themselves after doing something like that! He planned the children’s version of the Killing Show with Guan Yunzhi. How come nothing happened to him?!”
—He was talking about the guy who died in the second execution.
“Maybe because it was not easy to kill him,” Eric said, “It was just a fan event after all.”
“I can kill him,” Xia Tian said.
“Okay, then let’s start with killing him,” Bai Jingan said.
Eric stared at them both, and Wei Xi, who had been busy checking the network system since he got on the island, also looked up at this moment.
Bai Jingan swept a glance at them and said, “Then, we will take everyone out one by one.”
Thanks for the chapter!
im curious how big this island is to have a cruise ship??, and a crafted sea
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