In contrast to Wang Yongxin's bright and glamorous office, the scene that appeared on the screen this time was as messy as a pigsty.
It was clearly Zhang Peng's cheap rental unit.
A sliver of dim light filtered through a semi-basement window, as Zhang Peng, with his dyed-yellow hair, lay on a bed covered in trash, picked his feet, and then lay back down out of boredom.
[As a lazy parasite who loves to eat but hates to work, you only bring destruction to this society, with no contribution.]
[Theft, robbery, brawling, even after being in and out of prison, you will never repent.]
[You have hands and feet, yet you are unwilling to earn your own living, instead mocking those who struggle to get by.]
[Your malice is like the flap of a butterfly's wings, turning into an undeserved disaster for the innocent.]
[This time, can you still be lucky enough to escape judgment?]
Zhang Peng's videotape was a bit shorter, and immediately after, his file appeared on the big screen.
[Zhang Peng, male, 26 years old.]
[Occupation: Unemployed.]
[Lazy and idle, loves to eat but hates to work, has committed multiple crimes including theft, robbery, and brawling, and has luckily escaped legal punishment on several occasions.]
[Verdict: Not judged]
Wang Yongxin glanced at Zhang Peng with some contempt, seeing him as nothing but a complete scumbag.
If he had to choose between the two, Wang Yongxin really couldn't think of a reason for Ding Wenqiang to choose him.
Zhang Peng was also a bit flustered and hurriedly explained, "Big Brother Ding, Uncle Ding! There's something wrong with what's written in this file, it makes it seem like I've never been caught!
"That's impossible if you think about it, given the state of public security in our country, the police aren't just sitting around doing nothing!
"I have to be clear, I did commit robbery once, but only once! And I was caught quickly and sentenced to three years.
"The rest were just petty thefts, nothing particularly heinous!"
Ding Wenqiang looked at Cell 2, then at Cell 3.
It was obvious he didn't want Wang Yongxin or Zhang Peng to enter Cell 3, because neither of them would do something like smashing their own fingers to help someone else complete a game.
According to the game rules, once someone entered a cell, they could not come out, nor could they switch cells.
It would be easy to lock the two of them in.
But if they did nothing after going in, just letting their visa time be deducted while they held out, it would be quite troublesome.
Wang Yongxin had earned at least 200,000 minutes of visa time in "Blood Poker," so he could afford the deductions.
As for Zhang Peng, Ding Wenqiang didn't know his exact visa time, but being so young, his initial visa time was likely over a month.
From the perspective of the optimal solution for the game, only someone willing to smash their own fingers was the most suitable person to enter Cell 3.
Or at the very least, it should be someone with very little visa time.
The game rules had repeatedly emphasized that as the king, Ding Wenqiang should make judgments that were as fair as possible. And just locking someone up to deduct their visa time seemed like too light a punishment no matter how you looked at it.
Ding Wenqiang looked at Zhang Peng.
In terms of depravity, Zhang Peng was clearly the more suitable candidate for judgment.
Wang Yongxin wasn't a good boss, but at least he hadn't broken the law. Except, of course, for the labor laws that were being violated everywhere.
A person like Zhang Peng, lazy, good-for-nothing, and full of vices, seemed more like the kind of person who should be judged in this game.
Zhang Peng swallowed, Ding Wenqiang's gaze made him very nervous, it was clear he had to do something now.
"Uncle Ding! I have something to say, I have something to say!
"In this game, everyone is a sinner, do we still need to rank them?
"The game requires that sinners receive appropriate judgment, just like that programmer guy said before, the meaning of the trial game should match the crime, right?
"I did steal and rob, but that has nothing to do with these games, if you have to force a connection, it's more related to Cell 3.
"Besides, the mistakes I made were just some petty thefts, what's a little bit of damage like that to society as a whole?
"But he's different!"
Zhang Peng pointed a finger at Wang Yongxin, "He indeed hasn't broken the law, but how many people are run ragged because of him, how many people have died from overwork because of him, and how many food delivery and courier guys have gotten into car accidents because of him!
"Those food delivery guys run red lights just to deliver meals, in the end, aren't they just being exploited to the bone by him!
"Yes, I'm lazy and good-for-nothing, but in today's society, can hard work really make you rich?
"Society has become like this, is it because of my laziness and petty theft, or because of these high and mighty rich people?"
Wang Yongxin was stunned, he clearly hadn't expected the other party to suddenly start attacking him.
Moreover, this attack was extremely lethal, it could almost be said to have struck a fatal blow.
"What nonsense are you spouting, even if I've wronged my employees, wronged the delivery drivers, what does that have to do with you! Is it your place, a robber, to pass moral judgment on me?" Wang Yongxin was somewhat speechless.
Zhang Peng nodded, "Right, this is where you rich people are different from us lowlifes.
"What's so impressive about you rich people is that no matter what mistakes you make, you'll never admit them!
"Because if you don't admit it, it's not a mistake, but if you admit it, it's all your fault!
"At least I'll be punished by the law, what about you? The law has no hold over you!
"The name of the game in this second cell is 'Hanging from a Lamppost.'
"You tell me, which one of us is more deserving of being hung from a lamppost?"
Wang Yongxin was dumbfounded.
Ding Wenqiang sighed silently, walked to the front of Cell 2, and looked at Wang Yongxin, "Go in."
Wang Yongxin wanted to say something more, but in the end, he held his tongue and walked into the cell very reluctantly.
Then, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "A capitalist hanging from a lamppost. Well, I suppose it's a fitting end."
"Click!"
With the sound of the lock, the mechanism inside the cell activated automatically.
A lamppost-shaped mechanism lowered slightly, a noose made of thick hemp rope descended from above, and a not-so-thick square platform appeared below.
[The game will begin in 30 seconds, please place your neck into the noose and remain in a suspended state for 10 minutes.]
[You will receive 1000 minutes of visa time per minute. After 10 minutes, the mechanism will automatically deactivate.]
After Wang Yongxin stepped onto the platform and put his neck into the noose, the mechanism activated automatically.
The noose tightened upwards, and the platform under his feet retracted, instantly causing his body to straighten and stretch.
Wang Yongxin could only desperately stand on his tiptoes, while at the same time grabbing the noose with both hands to cushion his chin, trying hard to create a safe space for his neck.
This game wasn't lethal the first time you played it, but it would put Wang Yongxin in an extremely uncomfortable state, where the slightest lapse in concentration could cause him to be choked unconscious by gravity, leading to serious consequences.
...
As the game neared its end, the small speaker in front of Lin Sizhi began to play a new broadcast.
[Please vote on the fairness of the king's actions.]
It was another evaluation session, after a moment of consideration, Lin Sizhi pressed "√".
The countdown ended.
[Voting result is √√√√√√√√√√]
[Final fairness rating: 100]
[Thank you for your evaluation!]
...
The ten-minute countdown ended, the mechanism activated again, the noose above lowered slightly, and the platform under his feet also rose a little.
Wang Yongxin finally recovered from the stretched and tense state he had been in, he immediately struggled out of the noose and fell to the ground.
"Hiss..."
His calf had already cramped from standing on his tiptoes for so long, and it was still stuck in its previous posture, twitching continuously.
Wang Yongxin gritted his teeth and kept kneading his calf, but it was of no use in the short term.
He had no other choice, although his calf had cramped halfway through the game, he could only endure the excruciating pain and hold on, because once he lost his support, he might have really been hanged.
Touching the red mark on his neck, Wang Yongxin felt a sense of having survived a disaster.
[10000 minutes of visa time have been settled for the player.]
Compared to Cai Zhiyuan's game which only gave 150 minutes of visa time, this game seemed much more generous.
Wang Yongxin gave a self-deprecating, bitter smile, "What do you call this? A capitalist will even sell the rope to hang himself if there is sufficient profit?
"The designer of this game really has a sense of humor.
"But this isn't fun at all."