novelYou Still Have Three Minutes
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Ross frowned and stared at the big screen without saying a word.
"Do you think the vote will be 80 million? This president only got 80 million votes, and this is the highest in history. Will they really let them go if the vote isn't enough?" Willie said worriedly.
"It's possible. Even if the Death Inquisitor is very powerful, he can't control all the American people, right?"
"That makes sense. He won't really let them escape, right? If that's the case, I won't be able to sleep tonight! Whatever, I'll keep trying to see if I can get the votes!" Judy said angrily.
"Although what he said makes sense, after such a long battle, I don't think he will fail because of his arrogance."
Listening to the discussion of the crowd, Bowman laughed and said, "Actually, it's not that troublesome. They will still die without 80 million votes!"
"Why?!"
Everyone turned their heads and stared at Bowman, hoping that he had a strong reason to make them feel at ease.
"The Death Inquisitor asked them to pull out their intestines from their anus, but pulling out their intestines from their anus is different from pulling out their intestines through a laparotomy. With their current medical treatment, as long as their intestines were pulled out a certain length from their anus, they would be dead for sure. In addition to their current condition, they are basically disabled. Moreover, they have already pulled out their intestines through a laparotomy and pulled them out through their anus. They will die from excessive bleeding, and it will be hard to put back their organs without proper medical attention."
"They won't be saved if they don't take out too many intestines."
Ross seemed to have thought of something and said, "Think about it carefully. The judge doesn't need to give them any votes at all because this game is already their punishment. There's no way they're going to survive!"
Monica's pupils constricted and her body trembled as she said, "If it's like what Bowman said, they don't need to take out their intestines for too long to die, then the reason the Death Judge gave them 80 million votes is not to give them a chance to live, but to stimulate the audience watching the live broadcast! He wants the audience watching the live broadcast to only remember that they have a great chance to live, so that they will forget that they are deciding a person's life! If they didn't do that, most of the viewers would have the mentality that others would vote, and they wouldn't have to vote for the executioner themselves. If that was the case, the executioner would probably only need to pull out a small portion of his intestines to win. The Death Judge chose us to be the so-called lucky participants, because he also wanted to guide the viewers and tell them that the choices each person made would affect the life and death of the executioner! After all, many of them requested for the lucky participants to choose the most difficult game. Now that the choice is in their hands, it's very obvious what choice each person will make. He can really control the citizens of the United States!"
Listening to Monica's analysis, everyone fell into a daze. It was not until Monica finished speaking that everyone realized that their bodies had unknowingly been drenched in cold sweat.
Terrifying!
It was truly terrifying!
If all of this was really planned by the Death Inquisitor, then this kind of ability was too terrifying!
And the truth was very obvious. As the participants of the entire incident, it was clear that all of this was the Death Inquisitor's plan!
They still remembered how nervous Judy was when she made the first choice. And now, she was already trying to get votes. They themselves were the same. From the initial nervousness to now, they subconsciously treated the gut-wrenching hand as someone who was bound to die!
Judy came back to her senses, she said happily, "No matter what, everyone is voting crazily now, and there are already two people missing from the voting. Even if they take out all their intestines, they might not win! I don't need to steal the votes. It's fine if I can't break through the livestream room. As long as they die, I'll be happy!"𝗳𝒓ee𝚠𝒆𝐛nov𝚎l - 🅽🅽novel
At this time, two vertical voting boxes appeared on the left and right sides of the screen. The left side was red, which represented the number of people who voted "Kill, " and the right side was "Don't Kill." However, there were too few people voting now. It was impossible to see what color it was on the voting box.
The long red voting box on the left side was still rising, forming a sharp contrast with the empty voting box on the right.
The four people on the screen were so anxious that they were about to go crazy.
The monitor in their room also showed the real-time status of the voting box. They watched as the red voting box on the left crazily rose, and almost ten million people cast "Kill" votes almost instantly. Moreover, there were still more than a hundred thousand people voting every second, while the right side was empty. There was only a single-digit number of votes. The four people broke down and shouted, but they could not make much noise.
"Please! I will repent! Don't vote 'kill' again! Vote 'no kill, ' please!"
"Ah! Don't vote anymore! Let us go! We won't dare to do it again in the future!"
"Please don't vote anymore! As long as you don't kill me! I'll do anything! Even if I have to spend the rest of my life in prison!"
"Vote that you won't kill us! Please! As long as you vote in support of me, I'll come out and ask my cousin to give you 100 dollars each! My cousin is a big drug lord and is very rich! He will definitely give it to you!"
Hearing Paulette's words, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately laughed out loud and started to send bullet comments.
"Did I hear wrongly? Does this guy think that 100 dollars can buy me off?! Go to hell!"
"What a joke! who still needs your 100 dollars?!"
"You don't say... After he said that, many people actually voted not to kill him. Now you can see that the voting box on the right is blue!"
"Hahaha! What's the use? You still have to die!"
"I'll give you 10, 000 dollars. Can you die now?!"
"But these people are really stupid! They abandoned their conscience for 100 dollars! And how many people voted not to kill him! It's impossible for him to come out alive, and you won't get the money either!"
"You're right! It's too stupid. When your family, friends, and colleagues ask you what vote you voted for today, let's see how you will answer!"
"I say, let's take a screenshot of our votes and post it on our Twitter and Facebook! We'll see who didn't post it, and we'll know who voted not to kill!"
"Good idea! Let's take a screenshot now!"
As soon as the idea was proposed, the tiny blue color in the voting box on the right side of the screen immediately stopped growing.
The red voting box was still growing crazily, compared to the almost-invisible blue box.
The four of them broke down again and immediately changed their faces to curse.
"Ah! You guys really deserve to die!"
"All of you can go to hell!"
At this moment, Jack's hoarse and low voice sounded again.
"You still have three minutes."
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