Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Instant Death! No Time to Exit
Suppose, and I mean suppose, he played this game just to lose all his stars.
Then is there something wrong with my current situation?
Xie Antong was a bit petrified as she thought—after “Sin”’s terrifying 725-star count instantly dropped to zero, her 15 stars would now put her in first place again.
But she didn’t feel the least bit of relief or joy—only an indescribable sense of dread, like she’d overlooked something important again.
If you interpreted this normally, the only way to explain “Sin”’s actions was that he’d lost his mind—or gone completely insane.
But history had already proven: it’s the people who think that way who are actually crazy...
【Alright! Game time’s up! All games end immediately! Any ongoing bets stop right now!】
As the little ball finally came to rest in a groove, the three-hour game time happened to end right then.
The Slime controlled the timer to hit zero, then loudly announced it, doing his part as the Game Host.
【What a pity. Our player “Sin” wasn’t chosen by Lady Luck at the last moment.】
【But although he lost 725 stars, he gained joy! He’s undoubtedly the best player in the world!】
【So far, even though his stars are gone, it’s clear he was the first here to chase thrills and fun.】
【Let’s all give him a round of applause.】
With that, it started clapping and cheering, as if praising “Sin” for his performance.
But at this moment, many of the audience misinterpreted what it said—as mockery.
【: Is this what they call the true master of sarcasm?】
【: That sarcasm is on another level, this Slime’s got a way with words.】
【: Ha! Totally crashed and burned. Still wanted to play with 725 stars? Became the strongest player and let it get to his head. Regret it now, huh!】
The only ones clapping with the Slime were the Skeletal Fakes. The other players remained silent.
Of course, one more person clapped—Lu Ce himself.
“Hehe, what a shame. How did I not pull it off again?”
“Such a pity, points down to zero.”
Lu Ce clapped while speaking, but though his words sounded regretful, his face didn’t show it at all. The smile beneath the Purple Mask only grew wider.
“What, no one’s cheering? Shouldn’t we be a little happy?”
Lu Ce glanced around the room, smiling as he spoke.
“I lost, and no one’s gloating? What’s wrong with all of you?”
As he spoke, he even seemed a little annoyed. The brows on his Purple Mask furrowed as he scanned the crowd, even locking onto Li Wei at one point.
It was like he was waiting for him to kick him while he was down.
Li Wei: ......
Finally, after a few rounds of back-and-forth from the Slime and Lu Ce, the numb crowd slowly emerged from the abyss of the gamble.
And in that instant, everyone’s emotions exploded like a timebomb.
Some finally realized “Sin” had failed at the last step, and pumped their fists like they’d won a war.
Others were filled with deep regret—for losing everything over those three hours.
Some even collapsed to the ground in tears—no one knew exactly why they cried.
Only a handful quietly let out a sigh of relief.
They hadn’t gotten involved in any of “Sin”’s games, nor had they been roped into anything by people like Xie Antong. They’d played cautiously—some didn’t even play at all!
Now, their star count still hovered around three.
Compared to most people who’d lost everything, their situation was actually pretty good.
【Alright, please control your emotions. We’re moving on to the next segment.】
Seeing the crowd more or less settled, the Slime didn’t waste time and spoke again.
After all, if he dragged it out, he was afraid “Sin” would start roasting him again.
【Originally, this game was supposed to be a welfare round—something to bring you joy and excitement.】
【But look at you guys. Not taking the game seriously, and now you're either full of resentment or totally on edge. Not fun at all.】
【Hehe, of course I don’t mean you.】
That last line was directed at Lu Ce.
Everyone stayed silent—no one responded to what the Slime said, mostly because there was nothing to say.
But right after that, everyone froze.
The Slime’s tone suddenly turned eerie and deranged as he continued,
【So, I’m quite disappointed in most of you.】
【Now, the ten players who participated in the fewest games... I might have to ask you to leave...】
As his words fell, before anyone could react, the floor beneath nine people suddenly opened up. Without a single word, they plummeted into the pitch-black depths below!
There was no warning, no prior signal—those nine people had zero mental preparation, not even an Exit Token ready.
And during the fall, trying to use one was just too hard...
Just like that, they were silently swallowed by the Black Sea. No one knew what happened to them.
Everyone was stunned. No one had expected such an instant-death punishment.
The first person to feel dread was Xie Antong.
She had clearly seen that those nine weren’t the ones with the lowest star counts. One of them even had four stars!
That meant the game’s criteria might not be based solely on star count.
Right now, with her holding the highest count at 15 stars, it felt like a hot potato. A bad omen.
【Hmm? Why only nine?】
The Slime looked a bit confused, scanning the room before locking eyes with Li Wei.
【Oh right, there’s you too. But you’re under protection at the moment.】
Li Wei paused, not quite understanding what that meant, but the Slime didn’t explain further.
【Well then, we’ll move on. Eleventh person with the fewest games—goodbye.】
The floor under another player cracked open. But after what had just happened, he was mentally prepared. His Exit Token flashed, and he left the game.
He lost everything—but at least he kept his life.
“Now... now can we say... people with more than three stars should exit?”
In the dead silence, a trembling voice asked.