Chapter 242: Enemies of Life and Death

I organized the game of the night into text and posted it on the forum for help. Although there were few replies, some people gave me different ideas.

One person mentioned that "the host might also be a liar", which successfully attracted my attention.

I have to say that the power of netizens is infinite. I have never thought about it in this direction.

After I sorted out the general logical relationship, I came to my dream with the power of the earthquake.

I must break the curse tonight.

After everyone finished telling their stories, I knocked on the table and said confidently: "Everyone, I feel that this "man-sheep" is a liar."

Everyone was really scared by this sentence, and my goal was about to be achieved.

"But...but what's the reason?" The man with tattoos asked me stupidly.

"Original reason?" I was stunned for a moment, "What other reason do I need? I have voted for everyone, and none of them are right! ”

Seeing the puzzled looks of the crowd, I knew I had said the wrong thing.

They have no memory at all!

What am I doing?!

So I was honored to be elected as the "Liar" with the highest number of votes that night.

This may be what I deserve.

After waking up, I sorted out my thoughts again. The rules of this game are very strict. Everyone must vote for the "Liar" at the same time. If one person votes wrong, he will die.

So what I should do is to encourage everyone to vote for the same person, preferably the "Man-Sheep", so that we can escape the room and I can escape the curse.

So I posted again for help, and with the help of the majority of netizens, I finally figured out the rules.

So I re-sorted out the logic of the game and came to the room again.

This time I still suggest that everyone vote for the "Man-Sheep", and the reason is very clear, because I suspect that everyone's cards are all "Liar", so the "Man-Sheep" lied when talking about the rules.

He is the earliest "Liar", and everyone lies because of his lies, so they should vote for him.

I am a genius. I came up with this answer in less than a hundred reincarnations.

This time, it was obvious that I convinced them.

Finally, it was time for the exciting vote!

When I opened the "Human-Sheep" I wrote, I was full of confidence. Then I saw the police, doctors, lawyers, gangsters, kindergarten teachers, and hostesses all opened their answers, all of which were "Human-Sheep"!

Great!

I will soon be free from the curse!

Now the only one left in the room was the handsome little white-faced man. He never spoke much and seemed to have no opinion. Although I have never liked handsome people, this time... he will be my savior!

I saw that person slowly open the paper and reveal the words on it.

At this time, I realized that this person was not a savior, but a big fool who was so stupid that he shit all over the floor.

The three words "Chen Junnan" were clearly written on the paper, and even a delicate little heart was drawn at the end.

"What the hell is Chen Junnan?!" I screamed out.

"My name is Chen Junnan." The man smiled.

What's going on? !

Does this person know what's going on now? !

Do you think you're a star? Who the hell cares what your name is? !

That night I was killed again, clean and neat, without any drag.

Really good.

After waking up, I was so angry that I had no mood to do anything else.

This man named Chen Junnan is too stupid. It seems that God is fair. Men with good looks are not smart. I have to find a way to convince him.

From today on, I decided to use my sincerity to influence a mentally retarded person.

So I thought of a lot of words in advance, ready to explain it to him clearly when I entered the nightmare this time.

But when it really came to the night, after I persuaded him for a long time with reason and emotion, and spit flying, he still collapsed.

After Chen Junnan turned over the paper, there was a strange name written on it.

Andy Lau.

This time, I didn’t draw a little heart behind it, but a little smiley face.

I tried to control my temper and asked in a low voice: “Chen Junnan, can you explain to me…what is “Andy Lau”?”

“Oh? Don’t you even know this? Andy Lau is a Hong Kong artist.” Chen Junnan said innocently, “I remember he was born in 1962, a three-dimensional artist in film, television and music. Have you seen “Infernal Affairs”? In it, Andy Lau played…”

“Play your uncle! "I cursed loudly.

In fact, I never thought that one day I would die for Andy Lau.

Andy Lau didn't kill me, but I died because of Andy Lau.

Good job.

Chen Junnan, you are great.

From then on, I started to fight with Chen Junnan, the idiot.

My purpose became very pure and simple, that is, to make Chen Junnan vote for the Sheep Man.

But I don't know what's wrong with this man, he votes for everyone but not the Sheep Man.

He turned the paper again and again, Aaron Kwok, Leon Lai, Jacky Cheung, Stephen Chow, Chow Yun-fat...

After the Four Heavenly Kings, there are all kinds of other stars, from Hong Kong, Macau, Taiwan to the inland, from China to abroad.

He knows a lot of stars.

I almost died for all the stars at home and abroad.

Until I saw "Guo Degang" and "Yue Yunpeng", I finally understood that this man was clearly doing it on purpose.

He is not stupid at all. The names he has written so far have never been repeated. He did it on purpose!

He didn't want me to escape at all, he made it impossible for me to stay here!

He is my living curse!

Why are there such people in this world? Why is he causing trouble?

It's a pity that I can't move, otherwise I would definitely try to kill him.

Chen Junnan, Chen Junnan, what kind of hatred do we have?

Why do you want to block my life?

There was no hope of escaping this room.

After all, with Chen Junnan here, I can't escape no matter what.

But I wake up on the same day every time and it drives me crazy.

After going through dozens of reincarnations, I came up with a good idea to stay sane... that is to find something different to do each time.

This way I will think that every day is a new day...

After all I had about a day and a half in real life and could theoretically do a lot.

During those days, I tried to be a game anchor, a product anchor, and a talent anchor on a whim.

Later, he became a Tieba owner and even an internet scammer.

I gradually found that I was very empty.

My days only linger on this day, and these things can only be done in the initial stage, which is completely meaningless.

So...is there a way to pass on my things?

Even if I am going to die on this day, my things will not be stuck on this day?

Is there anything that can be circulated?

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