Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Ming walked into the tent, casually pulled out a person, placed him flat on a square table, and casually took out an electric saw, buzzing!!

Seeing this setup, the man lying on the table yelled in a hoarse, out-of-tune voice, "Hey~ hey~ hey~ what are you doing, we can talk about it, I will tell you whatever you ask!"

Ming held the electric saw, looking innocent, "I didn't want to ask you anything~ I just wanted to test if my saw is sharp~"

Buzzing! The electric saw made a vibrating sound, the saw teeth speeded up and began to heat up. He originally wanted to bridge the person in front of him, to tell the truth, but judging from the pale and distorted expression on the person's face, it seems not necessary to be that troublesome.

"Big brother, I can tell that your saw is very sharp, no need to test it, I beg you, let me talk!"

He was very panicked now. According to normal logic, shouldn't he be interrogated first?

Your logic is completely wrong. Who would just want to kill someone without asking any questions first?

However, he also realized that there were still several hundred people in the tent,  But, he did not want to be the first to die.

"You..."

Ming turned off the electric saw and held it in his hand, "Okay~ you speak. If I don't like what you say, I will still saw you."

Honestly, he was a bit rusty when it comes to interrogations. Normally, he should scare the other person first, but when he got nervous, he messed up the process. Thankfully, the person being interrogated didn't panic and corrected the process. Maybe he should thank the guy lying on the table?

"Yes, yes, yes~"

Quint breathed a sigh of relief, at least he could talk alive, and speculated, "You must want to know about the poison on these people, don't worry about this, the toxicity will automatically dissipate in half an hour, with no side effects at all."

"Hmm, continue."

"You also want to know what we are doing, right? There are some things I really dare not say. If I talk about us, I might really die."

Buzzing!!

"Hey hey hey~ big brother, put down the electric saw first!!"

could this man be a little more patient?

He hurriedly said: "I tell the truth, we are a camp, The Fallen camp!"

"～"

"You're messing with me, aren't you?"

Ming was really impatient, raised the electric saw and directly aimed at Quint.

"Hey hey hey~ big brother, if I tell, I might really die."

"If you don't speak, you will definitely die, there's no 'might'."

"Wait! I'll tell, I'm a fallen one."

"And then?"

"In the second chapter, when I was driven to the corner by a king-level zombie, suddenly, a voice appeared in my head, asking if I wanted to live. You have also seen my desire to survive now, and I immediately chose to live..."

"You talk too much~"

Ming held the electric saw, about to thrust it down.

"Hey hey~ don't, I'll make it brief~"

Quint immediately said: "I want to live, I join, accept tasks, trick and deceive, it's organized, premeditated, I do chores, I'm innocent, I'm done."

"..."

"Eh~"

Ming put away the electric saw, picked up the man, and threw him back into the tent. Saying that he was innocent was really shameless. Immediately, he pulled out another person and put him on the table.

"Big brother, you ask, I answer!"

Upon seeing the electric saw in the other's hand, Wenter immediately shouted, "As long as I can survive, I'll say anything."

"..."

How can these fallen ones be so spineless?

They all started to surrender before anything even really happened?

Am I not going to be able to use my well-practiced interrogation methods?

He immediately asked: "Were you also about to be killed by a zombie, heard a voice, and then chose to join the fallen camp?"

"Yes~"

Wenter hurriedly nodded, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. How did this guy know everything? Could he still survive?

"Uh~"

Ming understood. These guys all have one thing in common. They all triggered that voice just before being killed by a zombie, asking them to choose between joining the fallen camp or dying. These people, at the last moment, don't care what price they have to pay, as long as they can survive, they choose to join.

From the things they have done, it can be analyzed that becoming a fallen one, the tasks they accept are to destroy, assassinate, create chaos, and so on.

To say these people are hateful, from another perspective, they are also pitiful, after all, life and death are controlled. To say they are pitiful, for the sake of their own survival, they are willing to hurt others, which is also very hateful.

If you simply look at the choice of camp and doing tasks, this looks like a test, a test of human nature by the rules?

If this is the case, then this rule... is increasingly becoming a paradox.

Hiss~ headache.

Ming no longer thought about this problem, after all, these are his personal guesses and cannot be taken as conclusions. Then he asked: "What about the poison?"

"The poison, it automatically dissipates after half an hour~"

"Eh~"

Ming picked up the person and threw him into the tent. After several times of pulling people out and getting similar answers, he didn't continue the interrogation. He returned to the four bosses of 109, "At the moment, you don't need to worry about the poison. I just asked a general question earlier, the detailed specifics you're best at, Hawkins, I'll leave it to you."

"Okay."

Hawkins nodded. At this time, his body didn't need the support of his arms to sit upright. Clearly, the poison was dissipating.

"Boss, how did you survive the big explosion? Why haven't you come back for so long?"

Alan propped himself up with his single blade, keeping himself sitting upright.

Ming calmly recalled: "That day, when the explosion happened, I just triggered one of my psychic abilities, so I was teleported back home. I then went into a personal instance. As you know, I'm a very proactive person."

"Hmm~"

The four nodded at the same time.

"But my luck was a bit off, the instance I randomly landed in was very difficult, and I was trapped inside. Also, there were various restrictions there and I couldn't contact the outside world. I thought I might never get out, but last night, a person descended into the instance and killed the ultimate monster single-handedly. So I was able to get out. The first thing I did after getting out was to rush over here because I was afraid you guys were worried. Then, what just happened ~"

Ming finished in one breath and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Truth be told, lying can be addictive when you do it too much. To be honest, he wanted to reveal his identity to these four people, but with the existence of the fallen ones, and he's been targeted all along, who knows if the rules would arrange for 'people' to deal with him.

Now was not a good time.

"Eh~"

Mike nodded, "Then why didn't you meet us directly? Why were you hiding below?"

David gave Mike a look, "Obviously, the boss discovered the conspiracy and was waiting to catch those guys in one fell swoop, so he was observing in the dark."

"I see~"

Mike nodded, casting an admiring look at Gutmann, and said, "Well, I was wondering if the boss was worried about losing a share of the money, so he hid."

"..."

Alan and the others looked at Mike at the same time, glaring at him. So, you're the smart one, huh? Don't you know that we see through but don't say it?