Seeing the game content of Cell No. 5 and Cell No. 6, Zhang Peng felt a chill in his hands and feet.
These six cells, overall, really did get more dangerous the further back they were.
The target in Cell No. 5 could roughly be seen as a large human shape, with an estimated area about 4 times that of a normal person's frontal projection.
This meant that if the nail gun fired randomly within this range, there was nearly a one-quarter chance of hitting a person.
Moreover, the nail gun's lethality was not like the Iron Maiden in Cell No. 4.
The Iron Maiden's spikes avoided vital areas such as the head and important organs, and the spikes themselves were not very thick.
Although Gao Zhankui was covered in blood from the stabs, it was clear that he had not suffered any life-threatening severe injuries.
But a nail gun was different; if it hit vital areas like the heart, arteries, or eyes, it could absolutely be fatal with one shot.
As for Cell No. 6, it was purely up to fate.
Since it was a random draw, it was possible to draw a relatively simple mechanism, or a very dangerous one.
If he had to choose between the two, Cell No. 6 would of course be better, but the good news was that Zhang Peng had an even safer option.
That was Cell No. 3, which he hadn't used yet.
Thinking of this, he nervously rubbed his hands and carefully said, "Uncle Ding, there's no other way, let me go into Cell No. 3.
"Uncle Ding, look at me, I don't look like someone who can burn through that much visa time. Don't worry, if anyone really gets into danger, I will definitely break my finger without hesitation to save them."
Ding Wenqiang looked Zhang Peng up and down: "Really?"
Zhang Peng nodded repeatedly: "Of course, Uncle Ding, of course it's true!
"Besides, there are no other options. I have to enter one of these three cells.
"Although I'm not a good person, I don't deserve to die..."
Ding Wenqiang hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded: "You're right."
However, just as he was about to send Zhang Peng into Cell No. 3, the system prompt sounded.
[Audience No. 1 rewarded Ding Wenqiang 8000 minutes of visa time, with attached message: Cell No. 4, ten thousand per time.]
Ding Wenqiang was stunned for a moment, then fell into hesitation.
Zhang Peng's eyes lit up.
Oh, it could be done this way!
Who was this kind person, Audience No. 1?
He cast a grateful look at Audience No. 1, but unfortunately, he couldn't see who it was through the one-way glass.
This game only stipulated that 10 trials must be completed, but it didn't say that each prisoner had to be equally distributed, did it?
Theoretically, if a prisoner was tough enough to endure 10 trials alone, it would also count as clearing the game.
Who the trial specifically fell upon was entirely up to Ding Wenqiang, as the king.
Seeing Ding Wenqiang still hesitating, Zhang Peng quickly lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Ding, what's there to hesitate about? It's ten thousand per time!"
Ding Wenqiang's expression showed some resistance: "But, wouldn't that be a bit unfair?"
Zhang Peng immediately shook his head: "Fair? Uncle Ding, which game in this arcade is absolutely fair? Huh? Is there one?
"Someone in our community earned over 100,000 minutes of visa time in one round of Blood Poker, and I only earned over 30,000. Is that fair?
"In the real world, some people are born inheriting billions of dollars and can't spend it all in a lifetime of eating, drinking, and playing; some people can be killed by falling objects while walking on the street.
"Is that fair?
"Besides, what's this game called? King's Judgment. You are the king.
"Why should a prisoner talk about fairness with the king?
"The game rules have already implied that you have supreme power in this game, and you earned this identity by your ability. Since the game rules allow it, why can't you do it?"
Seeing Ding Wenqiang still hesitating, Zhang Peng urged: "Uncle Ding, think about it, why did people like us fall to the bottom?
"Isn't it because of those meaningless moral sentiments!
"Look at those rich people, would they feel guilty over such a small matter?"
At this moment, the broadcast sounded again.
[Audience No. 7 rewarded Ding Wenqiang 6000 minutes of visa time, with attached message: Cell No. 4, ten thousand.]
Ding Wenqiang finally made up his mind: "You're right, I am the king, I can judge whoever I want!
"It's only reasonable for a scumbag like him to be judged again."
Thinking of this, he went to the door of Cell No. 4 again and pressed the game panel.
Gao Zhankui's eyes widened, full of disbelief, but he quickly picked up the cloth strips on the ground and wrapped himself tightly as before.
Ding Wenqiang turned his face away, no longer looking.
The reason he made such a decision, in addition to Zhang Peng's persuasion and the rewards from two audience members, was another very important reason: there was a difference in closeness between prisoners after all.
Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin, after all, were players from Community No. 17, and they would see each other often.
After this game ended, they would inevitably have to work together in the community.
If he harmed these two people badly, he would likely be isolated within the community.
But Gao Zhankui was different; here, no one cared about him.
Even if Gao Zhankui died in the game, Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin would not say anything, but would instead be grateful. After all, they would also be direct beneficiaries.
...
[Please vote on the fairness of the King's actions.]
The broadcast sounded again, and Lin Sizhi silently pressed '×'.
The voting results were coming out faster and faster, possibly because most audience members realized that voting didn't require much thought; they could just follow their intuition, because there was a lie detection mechanism.
Thinking too much was not only meaningless, but if they voted incorrectly, they would also lose visa time, which was not worth it.
[Voting result: ××××××√×××]
[Final fairness rating: -80]
[Thank you for your evaluation!]
Lin Sizhi looked at the evaluation results. Although he didn't know who these audience members were, by comparing multiple voting results, he could still see some clues.
For example, although Audience No. 1 was the culprit who instigated Ding Wenqiang, he also thought it was unfair.
This indicated that Audience No. 1's actions were purely based on self-interest.
He had already bet on the King's side, so having Ding Wenqiang kill the prisoner would allow him to gain additional benefits.
Audience No. 3 was more benevolent, tending to vote '×' when seeing a criminal suffer a relatively severe punishment.
As for Audience No. 7, he was very interesting. He chose '√', but did not trigger the game mechanism's lie detection penalty, which indicated that he genuinely believed Ding Wenqiang did the right thing, and that it was reasonable for someone like Gao Zhankui to undergo two trials.
He was somewhat like the type of person who "judges cases online, starting with the death penalty."
...
The Iron Maiden mechanism opened again, and Gao Zhankui fell out stiffly.
[60000 minutes of visa time has been settled for the player.]
This time, he lay on the ground for a long time before finally catching his breath a little.
He tried to remove the cloth strips from his head, but his bloodied hand soon dropped again.
According to the game rules, the trial game within each cell would become increasingly dangerous as the number of times increased.
The first settlement of visa time was 30,000, and the second was 60,000.
This meant that the number of needle stabs also doubled in the second round, from 30 to 60.
Based on the current situation, Gao Zhankui's blood loss had reached a relatively dangerous level.
If another trial game were to be conducted, and the number of needle stabs doubled again, Gao Zhankui would most likely die directly inside.
[Audience No. 7 rewarded Ding Wenqiang 4000 minutes of visa time, with attached message: You did the right thing.]
[Audience No. 1 rewarded Ding Wenqiang 2000 minutes of visa time, with attached message: Continue.]
[Audience No. 3 rewarded Ding Wenqiang 1000 minutes of visa time, with attached message: Stop.]
The successive messages made Ding Wenqiang's already chaotic mind even more confused.
Fortunately, these messages were not only broadcast but also displayed as corresponding text on the large screen, making it easy to verify.
The new rewards from Audience No. 1 and Audience No. 7 were not just conveying information, but also fulfilling their previous promises by paying the remaining balance.
The visa time they gave before and this time combined was exactly 10,000 minutes.
Moreover, the audience members on the prisoners' side had basically realized something:
The audience members on the King's side clearly had a stronger desire to reward.
The reason was simple: they could gain more benefits from this action.