As time passed, Contestant No. 9's injury value kept climbing, and the enthusiasm of the on - site audience soared.
However, Contestant No. 9 had already lost consciousness under the torture. All the audience could see was Contestant No. 66 unilaterally torturing the other to increase his injury value, which had nothing to do with the ring match anymore.
What excited the on - site audience was not the competition itself, but the satisfaction of their deformed inner desires.
They wanted cruelty, they wanted bloodshed, and they just wanted to see the contestants being tortured.
The ring was covered in blood. Contestant No. 9's body was contorted in an inhuman state. The flesh and blood on his left forearm had been removed, leaving only bare bones.
The injury value of Contestant No. 9 shown on the big screen on the left was 78%. He still needed 2% more to choose to withdraw voluntarily.
"Contestant No. 9's condition is very bad!"
"If his injury appraisal reaches 80% and he doesn't choose to withdraw, the game will continue!"
Contestant No. 66 was not in a much better state. In order to end the match, he had no choice but to do so. During this period, no one in the audience was willing to press the button to let Contestant No. 9 withdraw in advance, so he had no other options.
There were indeed many psychologically distorted people in the First World and the parallel world. There were also ordinary people like Contestant No. 66. The recruits participating in the competition now were all comrades - in - arms who had spent the past year together. As an ordinary person with normal human emotions, how could he torture his comrade - in - arms without any psychological burden?
Contestant No. 66's eyes were red, his whole body was dripping with sweat, and the blade of the dagger in his palm was curled and dull.
"This is the purpose of the United Government," Meng Xiao said in a deep voice, not knowing when he had walked up to Tong Yang.
Tong Yang's face was gloomy, his lips tightly pursed.
"They're destroying humanity and becoming the United Government's cruel weapons for power and resources."
In the underground space, not everyone was like Tong Yang and Contestant No. 66. They observed and participated in this inhumane game. Some people were in high spirits and couldn't wait to get involved. Just like those in the wealthy area, they were enjoying this farce.
They were the weapons the United Government wanted.
"Ding - Contestant No. 9's injury appraisal has reached 80%. Please choose whether to continue the competition."
The focus of the whole audience was on the unconscious Contestant No. 9.
"Please make a response within ten seconds, otherwise the game will continue."
"Ten, nine, eight, seven... three, two, one! Contestant No. 9 has not made a choice. The game continues!"
Contestant No. 66 looked dejected and tightened his grip on the dagger. Contestant No. 9 was in a deep coma and couldn't wake up on his own. After his injury appraisal reached 90%, he also wouldn't be able to choose to withdraw voluntarily. Instead of continuing to torture his former comrade, it was better to end his pain here.
Given Contestant No. 9's current physical condition, it was impossible for him to recover with only the medical level in the civilian area.
Contestant No. 66 bent down, looked at the other's pale face, and inserted the dagger into his throat.
"You lost," Contestant No. 66 murmured.
Although he didn't want to torture the other, as the winner of the ring match who passed the fourth - round selection and would obtain the wealthy - area identification, he had no other choice but to end Contestant No. 9's life as soon as possible.
"Gurgle -"
Blood bubbles were coming out of the slit throat, making a sound like boiling water.
Contestant No. 9's injury appraisal value kept climbing.
84%... 86%... 88%... 91%... 95%... 99%...
"Beep—"
Just as the injury assessment was about to reach 100%, a long beep suddenly rang out in the venue.
"My goodness!!!"
"Miss Hilda has bid for the elimination right of Contestant No. 9!!!"
The injury assessment on the screen stopped scrolling and froze at 99%.
The big screen switched to the red - haired woman. She gave a sweet smile at the camera. "I said, No. 9 is my lucky number."
"Is there anyone else participating in the auction?"
"Three, two, one... Congratulations, Miss Hilda! You've successfully bought the elimination right of Contestant No. 9 at the auction price!"
Tong Yang looked at Contestant No. 9 on the ring with blood gushing from his throat. It seemed that he was on the verge of death and couldn't be saved. What was the point of bidding for him?
"Please rest assured that our side will definitely let Miss Hilda see a perfectly intact Contestant No. 9!"
"I believe that the audience who are watching the competition for the first time may feel a bit confused. How can Contestant No. 9, who is on the verge of death, become perfectly intact? Please rest assured that the damaged organs of Contestant No. 9 will be replaced by bionic technology. Presumably, you all know that bionic technology is something that can replace and even surpass humans."
This is where the difference lies between the First World and the Parallel World. For those who are like tasteless food but a pity to discard, the Parallel World will choose to inject them with inferior genetic drugs, while the First World will use bionic technology to replace their bodies and organs.
Tong Yang felt heavy - hearted. Hilda's act of bidding for Contestant No. 9 was undoubtedly telling the other participants in the selection that as long as they held on until the end and someone was willing to bid for their elimination rights, no matter how seriously injured they were, the organizers of the competition could use bionic technology to restore their bodies and let them stay in the wealthy area intact.
After a year of training and passing three rounds of selection, the recruits who finally entered the wealthy area would not give up easily here.
Even Tong Yang wouldn't give up at this stage.
So, the following competitions would become more and more intense and cruel.
This was exactly the scenario that the United Government and the wealthy area wanted to see.
Contestant No. 9 was carried off the ring, and Contestant No. 66 also won the competition amidst the host's congratulations and went to the seat of the winning side to wait.
Tong Yang noticed the status of their numbers displayed on the big screen. For Contestant No. 9, who was eliminated by the audience but allowed to stay in the wealthy area, the number was in gold - gray. Gray symbolized elimination, while gold symbolized staying; the number of Contestant No. 66, who won the competition, was in red.
The gold - colored number represented staying. That is to say, Contestant No. 66, who won the ring competition, did not pass the fourth - round selection because of this.
The fourth - round selection didn't end just by winning the competition!
Realizing this, Tong Yang took a deeper breath.
After the first group of the competition ended, the on - site audience was immediately drawn to select the contestants for the second group of the competition.
Having learned from the first group, the contestants in the second group didn't waste any time. Every move was aimed at giving each other a fatal blow. However, their strengths were quite similar, and they fought back and forth. The injury values remained at a similar percentage all the time, which made it impossible for the on - site audience to conduct an auction. They had to fight desperately to consume each other's injury values to nearly 80%.
"Oops, the two contestants are fighting fiercely. The difference in the injury appraisal values has always remained at around 5%. So when one of the contestants' injury value exceeds 80%, they can directly go through self - elimination or audience elimination. Audience members who are interested should get ready."
Finally, the injury value of the contestant on the right reached 80% first. As expected, the contestant didn't choose to self - eliminate.
"The contestant didn't choose to eliminate! No one in the live audience has bid for his elimination right. The game continues!"
Since the difference in values between the two sides has always been small, soon, the injury value of the contestant on the left also reached 80%.
"She still didn't choose to eliminate! The game continues!"
Although the difference in values between the two sides is small, as long as this difference is maintained, the contestant on the left can win with a slight advantage.
"Contestant No. 478's injury appraisal has exceeded 90%!!! Will he choose to eliminate? If not, apart from the live audience bidding for his elimination right in advance, he can only be eliminated by reaching 100% injury (death elimination)!"
"Oh my god! Contestant No. 478 still didn't choose to eliminate! The game continues!"
Two minutes later, the injury appraisal value of the other contestant also exceeded 90%. Similarly, she didn't choose to eliminate.
"Here I need to add a rule. When the difference in the injury appraisal values between the two contestants doesn't exceed 40%, the live audience can only start the auction after one of the contestants exceeds 80%, and they can only auction the one with the higher injury appraisal."
The two contestants, covered in wounds, fought desperately, and their injury values increased slowly.
Contestant No. 478 looked at the constantly rising numbers. He was at the end of his rope. Suddenly, he seemed to have a surge of energy. He suddenly pounced on the other contestant and knocked her to the ground. Both of them were already exhausted. Under Contestant No. 478's all - out attack, the other contestant lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Contestant No. 478 seized the only chance. With blood all over his hands, he firmly grabbed the other contestant's neck. The choking made her cheeks turn red, the veins on her forehead bulge, and her consciousness fall into a coma.
"Contestant No. 478 has counter - attacked successfully! The other contestant's injury appraisal is catching up! 91%, 92%, 93%... It's only 2% away from catching up!"
"Ninety - four percent, per..."
"Beep—"
Just when the other contestant's injury value was about to catch up with Contestant No. 478, a sharp, long beep sounded in the arena.
"Mr. Brewer!!! He bid for Contestant No. 478's early elimination at the critical moment!!!"
"Oh my god!!! Mr. Brewer is really an interesting person!"
Tong Yang was stunned, and so was Contestant No. 478 on the ring.
Clearly, the other contestant was in a coma and had no ability to resist. Clearly, in just one more second, the other contestant's injury value would exceed that of Contestant No. 478. Clearly, he only needed one more second to win the game and get the chance to enter the fifth - round selection.
Just one more second.
Contestant No. 478 was forcibly pulled away from his opponent. He stared blankly at his own hands, looking dazed.
"Hahaha..."
"Fun!"
"So much fun!"
"Mr. Brewer is truly a genius! Look at his reaction. It's so interesting!"
...
Wild laughter came from the audience seats.
They were mocking the contestant who was fighting desperately and on the verge of victory. When Contestant No. 478 was about to become the winner, they blocked his way.
None of the people participating in the training had spent so much effort to reach the fourth round of the selection only to become auction items and slaves of others.
It would be all right if he lost because his skills were inferior, but Contestant No. 478 could have won.
He could have won.
"Ah!!!"
"Ah!!!"
"Why... why..."
Contestant No. 478 pounded the floor hard, roaring heart - rendingly. Blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and his nostrils, and his tears mixed with the blood dropped onto the ring.
He was like a trapped beast, hysterically venting his emotions.
"Hahaha..."
"He's so cute!"
"Mr. Brewer, can you sell him to me again?"
"I really want him too."
...
They were like spectators of a play. Clearly standing on the sidelines, they were actually involved.
The venue staff carried him away. The unconscious contestant was declared the winner.
On the big screen, Contestant No. 478's number turned golden - gray, while the opponent's number turned red. The opponent was carried to the winner's seat for treatment.
In the underground space, all the contestants who had been watching the game with great interest fell into silence.
They realized one thing: if they couldn't widen the gap with their opponents in the early stage of the competition, they might also face the same situation as Contestant No. 478 later.
As recruits in the fourth - round selection of the "Pioneers" appearing in the rich area, they were all toys for the rich to amuse themselves.
The third group's match began.
After the host announced the start, the two sides immediately engaged in a scuffle, holding weapons in their hands and each strike with the intention of killing the other.
Even if the opponent was a comrade - in - arms they had spent a year with day and night, if they wanted to win, they had to widen the gap as early as possible, preferably disabling the opponent.
Immersed in the battle, they were like beasts only knowing how to hunt, baring their sharp fangs.
This was exactly the scene that the United Government and the rich people wanted to see.
The two contestants in the third group still held on until their injury level reached 90%. Then the losing side had their elimination right bought.
Immediately afterwards were the fourth, fifth groups...
The results were still similar to the first three groups. It seemed that as long as they held on until their injury level reached 90%, the on - site audience would buy their elimination rights.
When it came to the fourteenth group, the two contestants were in the same situation as Tong Yang.
"Contestant No. 224's injury appraisal has reached 90%! Will she choose to continue?"
"Sure enough! She chooses to continue!"
"Ninety - one percent, ninety - two percent, ninety - three percent... ninety - seven percent, ninety - eight percent!"
"The injury appraisal is about to reach 99%. Will the audience buy her elimination right before it reaches 100%?"
"The injury appraisal is 99%!"
On the ring, the winner stopped attacking.
Contestant No. 224 was lying on the ground, barely breathing.
As long as she held on to this point, the rich people would buy her elimination right.
The winner seemed to have the same thought, so he stopped attacking.
However, the long - awaited whistle of hope didn't sound in the air.
The winner was sitting on the ground, gasping for breath, while Contestant No. 224 was looking at the evening sky, with the sound of her gradually weakening heartbeat echoing in her ears.
That long whistle didn't sound for her.
So, she slowly closed her eyes.
"100% injury assessment! Contestant No. 224 is eliminated!!!"
"The first casualty in the competition has appeared!!!"
On the big screen, the number of Contestant No. 224 turned gray.
"What a pity..."
"Such a young girl. It's really a shame."
"May she rest in peace."
"I thought you would bid. If I had known, I would have..."
...
Contestant No. 224's body was put into a black body bag, and the winner walked numbly towards his seat.
After quickly cleaning the ring, the next group of matches was carried out without delay.
Sure enough, no one bought the elimination right of the loser in this round.
"You look in a bad mood," Meng Xiao said.
Tong Yang looked at the electronic screen, with the corners of her lips drooping. "Really?"
Meng Xiao said, "I thought you were used to it."
Tong Yang said, "The reason I'm here is that I can't get used to it."
It's true that Tong Yang's living environment is a bit worse than that of ordinary people in the real world, but she has a legal and compliant opportunity to be respected and climb upwards.
As long as she has enough ability, she can change her living environment.
But in this place, there is probably only one Tong Yang from the first world who has climbed from the slums to her current position.
After witnessing the behavior in the rich area, some of the losers in the subsequent matches chose to self - eliminate after their injury assessment reached 80% and were sent back to the civilian area in a mess.
As time gradually came to midnight, the people in the audience were still enjoying themselves.
When a contestant with an 80% injury assessment was unconscious and unable to make a self - elimination choice, the audience once again chose to buy his elimination right.
They were deliberately tempting the remaining people. Those who chose to persevere couldn't guess in advance what their ending would be, as it was all in the hands of the audience.
Some people won the bet, and some lost.
"Next, a live audience will be randomly selected to choose the contestants for the next group of matches."
The big screen kept scrolling and finally stopped on a woman wearing a white cat - faced mask.
Her seat was different from others. There was a long black table in front of her, and she was the only one around.
She rested her hands behind her head, crossed her long legs on the table. The dazzling lights shone on her, making her look elegant and pleasing to the eye.
"Wow! Lady Slayer, you are so heroic!"
The Slayer looked in the direction of the camera. Her expression couldn't be seen under the mask. She said, "Thank you."
"The Slayer? Why is she here?"
"When did she show up?"
"I heard she killed a lot of people in the rich area! How can she still appear here so openly!"
"Isn't she a lackey of the United Government? Why did she kill the high - ranking officials of the United Government and the important members of several families, but didn't get punished?"
"Lady Slayer is the one who can lead us forward. No matter what she does, there is a reason for it."
...
There were discussions in the venue.
The Slayer didn't seem to care. She smiled and said, "Why did I kill those people?"
"The reason is quite simple. It's because they saw my face."
"Ah! I love you, Lady Slayer!" The host let out an excited cry on the radio. "Everything you do is right!"
In the underground space, Tong Yang looked complicated.
In the first world, Tong Yang has such a crazy personality, yet she has gained the adoration of so many people. No wonder the United Government can't do anything to her for the time being.
"Lord Slayer, please select the next two contestants for the competition."
The Slayer pondered for a moment and said, "Contestant No. 1 and Contestant No. 101."
"Okay! Next, please get Contestant No. 1 and Contestant No. 101 ready!"
Tong Yang gritted her teeth and cursed. This guy definitely didn't choose her number by chance. Most likely, that idiot Xue Wei told him.
Tong Yang and Contestant No. 1 stood on the machines respectively.
"Physical data of Contestant No. 1 has been recorded."
"Physical data of Contestant No. 101 has been recorded."
A circular hole opened in the ceiling, and the machines lifted the two of them up.
"Phew! They're finally gone!"
"Since entering the training base, no one has ever won against them in a PK."
"I was worried about what to do if I ran into them."
"Anyway, it's great!"
The remaining contestants for the selection heaved a huge sigh of relief.
Tong Yang had received professional training and had a relatively good learning ability. Although the real world couldn't compare to the intensity of the training base, she was still able to top the list in training and selection.
Apart from her, there was another person whose performance was equally outstanding.
The Contestant No. 1 standing opposite her was named Wen Qin. Like Meng Xiao, she came from a parallel world.
It was said that the parallel world had high hopes for her and intended to let her replace Tong Yang's current position in the first world.
For Tong Yang, she was the most threatening competitor in the training base.
Fortunately, Tong Yang never harbored any illusions. When she learned the rules of the fourth-round selection, she had mentally prepared herself for the possibility of facing Wen Qin.
"I don't like this way."
As the machines were lifting them up, Wen Qin suddenly said.
In Tong Yang's impression, she was a taciturn person.
The two of them had hardly communicated with each other in the past year, but they were very in sync during team training. Compared with the chatty others, Tong Yang preferred to be with Wen Qin.
So they often trained together without saying a word.
Unexpectedly, she would take the initiative to speak. Tong Yang said, "I don't like it either."
Wen Qin said, "I don't want to fight you. I feel like I can't win."
Tong Yang was slightly surprised and said, "You're very good."
"I know, and you're also very good."
After a moment of silence, Wen Qin said, "I don't like being toyed with by them."
"Coincidentally, I don't like it either."
"Let's discuss it?"
Tong Yang raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"The United Government has long noticed us. No matter which one of us is eliminated in the competition, it will be filmed."
"So?"
Wen Qin said, "The elimination by the audience doesn't mean the end of the selection. After they are transformed by bionic technology, they will have another PK with the winner. That's the real selection."
Tong Yang frowned. "How do you know?"
"I have a backer," Wen Qin said calmly.
Tong Yang looked at her suspiciously. After training together for nearly a year, she hadn't noticed that she was such a person.
"What about the people who were eliminated before?"
"The comprehensive strength has been evaluated in the first three rounds of selection. Those who self - eliminated or were eliminated by death were probably those who failed the evaluation." Wen Qin paused for a moment and said, "I rank first in comprehensive strength."
Tong Yang frowned and said, "Where did I lose?"
"I have a backer."
Tong Yang: "..."
"You're amazing."
"I don't want to waste time and energy. The one who touches the other first is the winner. We should quickly widen the injury difference to forty percent. The United Government won't let us undergo transformation, so they'll soon make a decision."
"Why?" Tong Yang was puzzled. It sounded like bionic technology was more powerful than humans.
"As of now, bionic technology can't replace top - notch humans."
Tong Yang fell silent and then said, "It seems that The Slayer deliberately grouped us together. We'll probably face each other in the real selection."
"The Slayer can't interfere in this. The United Government won't let us be eliminated in the fourth round."
As long as they don't PK against each other, they'll definitely not lose.
Tong Yang thought for a while and nodded. "Okay."
Finally, Tong Yang commented, "You really have a strong background."
"Born into a wealthy and influential family. Don't envy me."
Tong Yang laughed. She was an interesting person. It was a pity that they lived in a parallel world.
The machine finally sent them to the ring.
"Please get ready, Contestant No. 1 and Contestant No. 101. The competition officially begins!"
Tong Yang said, "Your condition is a bit unreasonable."
"What?" Wen Qin asked in confusion.
"Whoever touches the other first is too easy."
"How so?"
"Let me ask you, what's three plus two minus five?"
Wen Qin was stunned for a second. "It equals..."
Tong Yang put her hand on Wen Qin's shoulder. "You're too slow. It equals zero."
Wen Qin: "..."
"...Damn it! I should have said whoever inflicts damage on the other first."
"Do it again?"
"No, I'll admit defeat. Hit me harder." Wen Qin said.
"Okay."
Host: "..."
Show some respect for the competition rules!!
