The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 93 Ziliang's Game ([-])

Irene's words made Ziliang very difficult to deal with. In such a situation where he tried hard to survive, if a person gave up the desire to survive, it would be considered as hard work. Dragging him away will definitely not save him.

But at this time.
"Can you help me?"

The stumped man who didn't know his name until now finally stopped coughing. He struggled to raise his head and said in an extremely weak tone.

Irene was taken aback and looked at him: "What can you do for me?"

"I want to pass." He pointed to the door and said, "I still want to live."

Because of his weakness, his voice was very soft, and his red eyes looked at Irene.

I don't know if it's because he has passed the game once. This person seems to have a stronger desire to survive than normal people. Anyway, if ordinary people reach his level, they probably would have been lying down and waiting to die.

Irene was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ziliang again, the meaning was obvious, she was saying - this doctor can also help you there.

But she hesitated for a long time, and in the end she still didn't say it out. It is probably because this person's mind is no longer clear, or because he simply chose Irene. Anyway, his only remaining hand is still tightly holding Irene's. His shoulders seemed to be waiting for her to help him up.

Well, a healthy person, when he gave up on living, unexpectedly saw a pair of eyes that should die quickly, but still live with a dead face. Hmmm, very lame irony.

"So. Do you want to refuse at this last moment?" Irene thought, and suddenly smiled.

She struggled to stand up, her tired body didn't know where to find some strength.Then he helped the half-dead man. "Let's go, see what that bastard wants to play again?" She said, and then walked towards the door that was just opened
Walking through the door, everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.

This is a very large room, almost larger than the three rooms just now combined. On one wall of the room, there is a large door, which is the kind that leads to the outside of the building at a glance. , and it seems that in order to get people to cheer up, they even put a sign on the door——【EXIT】

Above this door, hung an old TV.A series of chairs are placed side by side where the TV screen is facing. As for the structure, handcuffs, anklets, waist, and even the head, in short, it seems that as long as you sit on it, every joint in your body will be bound. look.

Ziliang went to the door and pushed hard, but it didn't.

At this moment, the display above the door suddenly lit up.

The big head of the scary doll appeared on the screen, followed by the processed hoarse voice.

"Warriors, congratulations, finally came to the last level, just like I promised, you will get the antidote and redemption, of course, the premise is that you can complete this final game. Now, there is a row of chairs in front of you , Everyone who sits on the chair will be tightly bound.

Next, two things will happen.

The first thing: the armrest of the chair will rotate 360 ​​degrees, and the result is obvious, your arms will be twisted into hemp ropes with great force.

The second thing: A long needle will be pierced from the inside of the seat to inject a sufficient amount of the antidote into your body.

So, are you willing to give up your arms in exchange for a chance to survive?

Whether it is life or death is up to you to choose. "

As soon as the voice fell, the screen flickered and returned to pitch black.

Ziliang shrugged, it seems that this is the last level, and the game method is also very clear, just sit on the chair.

And according to the pissing nature of the 'jigsaw' along the way, if there are still people thinking about opportunistic tricks, such as wanting to carry a former corpse and put it on a chair to make up for it, then this person's heart is really big enough, maybe you Walk out of this room with your front foot, and the door will be closed with your back foot, and you will not even have the chance to participate in the final game.

Therefore, none of the remaining three people had such a fluke mentality, and even the disabled man struggled and threw himself on the chair closest to him without saying a word after hearing this passage.
He had just sat down, and the chair should have been pressure-sensitive, and a series of "click, click" sounded the man tightly.

Ziliang and Irene looked at each other.

"Since we've come here, it's not a loss for a pair of arms and a life." Ziliang said as if nothing happened, and then sat down on the chair directly.

As for Irene, maybe the man with the disabled limb gave him a little hope of living, maybe what Ziliang said was really reasonable, anyway, no one knows what kind of struggle Irene is going through in her heart at this moment, only seeing her He took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth for the last time, and finally sat on the chair.

Therefore, in the last level of the game, no one flinched, and everyone chose to sit on a chair in order to "survive".

In this way, about 5 minutes passed.

During this time, no one spoke, let alone cried or begged boringly. The three of them were all waiting.

Finally, the sound of mechanical bearings broke the silence.

Although Ziliang's head was handcuffed and he couldn't look down, he could clearly feel that the armrest of the chair began to slowly rotate.
"Okay." Ziliang sighed helplessly. He could feel that his arms were slowly twisted to a limit angle, and the tense muscles seemed to start to tear. So, he thought about his Shouldn't you call out twice to make sense of it.

"Ahhhh-"

The creepy scream was not from Ziliang, but from the man with the broken arm beside him. It seemed that no matter how high his desire to survive was, he still couldn't resist the pain from his body. The good thing is that he is missing half an arm, so he should be able to suffer less.

Suddenly at this moment!

An unexpected thing happened!
Ziliang really felt that not only the armrests of the chair began to rotate, but even the part that cuffed his feet began to slowly rotate.

"What's going on? Why is it different from the rules of the game?"

However, before he finished being stunned, he immediately discovered that even the part that was handcuffing his head began to spin.

"Hey, isn't it?" Ziliang muttered weakly with a slumped face.

In the next second, all the bearings on the chair suddenly rotated and accelerated.

"Quack quack quack—!"

A series of crisp and dense sounds - Ziliang didn't have time to complain.

All the joints all over the body were smashed to pieces.
(End of this chapter)