Chapter 1827: 1824: Luck Game

Chapter 1827: Chapter 1824: Luck Game

“Such a large setup, huh?

Giving a three-hour break,

seemingly to let everyone rest and recover, but the main purpose is actually to carry out [venue modification]… Not just the stage, but even the audience seating has been completely changed?”

The seats of the audience who died during the previous performances have been completely cleared.

The remaining [249] audience members are gathered in a unified area, and the rest of the venue is used for the final act’s scene, creating a special game area using different color schemes.

Currently, only one prop is set up in the game area – an oversized upright “lottery roulette”.

The lottery sections are alternated in black and white, with each section having a “game envelope” attached, seemingly meant to decide the game for the final act through a lottery.

Han Dong muttered, “At this rate, it should be a fully interactive final performance… I’m afraid all the remaining audience members will need to participate.”

…

Ha ha ha!

The laughter of joy and sorrow, two completely different sounds interwoven, as if exploring the inner thoughts of everyone, echoed throughout the venue.

At this moment,

a poker card flies in, piercing the ground in front of the roulette.

The figure on the card is a clown dressed in a black-and-white striped suit.

The figure peeled off,

like a thin paper structure, the clown separates from the card and, by blowing on his fingers, inflates and enlarges his thin paper body to normal size.

This kind of entrance clearly shocked the entire audience.

Under the truth restriction, [powers] cannot be used… but this shape-shifting ability doesn’t seem like an innate trait.

Han Dong secretly peered at this transformation with his demon eye, noticing a trace of energy flow, “Hmm, does this guy have some powers that aren’t affected by ‘truth restriction’?

Could it be that the circus allows such behavior? If an individual can resist the truth sealing, is it feasible to exert their powers?

That’s good… In that case, the demon eye can be used at crucial moments.”

Han Dong silently watched the black-and-white clown who appeared in a unique manner, recalling the meaningful dream he had earlier, and began to look forward to the upcoming performance.

…

“Congratulations on surviving one thrilling performance after another, fortunate enough to have lived to see the end of the closing ceremony.

In your world, you can be considered the elite of the elite… However, from the circus’s perspective, you’re not quite qualified yet (shakes fingers).

Next, I will bring you the final assessment, the closing act will be in an interactive format, and every audience member will participate.

Only those with both skill and luck above the passing line may ultimately stay.

Successfully getting through the closing act means you gain the circus’s approval, and you can choose to leave the circus and return to your previous life, or choose to stay and work for the circus.

The specifics will have to wait until after the performance, after all, many of you won’t be able to make it to the end… Ah~ how sad.”

The clown Bajins said this while covering one cheek with his hand and crying silently, while covering the other cheek and laughing silently… The two faces were completely unaffected by each other, able to fully release completely different emotions.

“I won’t say more. Let me first introduce the ‘rules’ of the closing performance.”

Bajins turned around and pointed his staff at the huge black-and-white roulette.

“The roulette will be an important tool for the game.

The envelope corresponding to each section contains rules for games I’ve carefully designed, generally divided into two major categories.

Games in the black sections are mainly ‘tragedies’, mostly involving slaughter, extreme punishment, and other relatively cruel games,

while games in the white sections are mainly ‘comedies’, purely games of luck, often filled with laughter or containing some comedic elements… Of course, there will still be audience elimination in the end.

When the number of participants remaining is less than 10% of the original, the final round will ensue.”

At this moment, Han Dong suddenly raised his hand to ask a question from the audience:

“Excuse me, who will spin the ‘roulette’?”

The clown Bajins immediately looked over with an unhappy expression.

“Asking questions without my permission is considered quite rude~ I’ll let it go this time, but don’t let it happen again.

The first spin of the roulette will be performed by a circus staff member,

and subsequent spins will involve selecting one from the survivors to spin it.

Additionally, you must adhere to the rules of each game round, any violations will result in immediate death… Of course, if you’re confident you can deceive the circus’s [The Eye], which is the lighting technician’s eye, you can also give it a try.”

The clown Bajins seems to have a good relationship with the lighting technician, as they appeared together during the feast earlier.

“Since we’re talking about the lighting technician…” The clown suddenly looked at a certain overhead light in the venue. “Anus, why don’t you spin the roulette this first time?”

With the clown’s invitation,

a golden-haired man, with metal embedded all over his body and his pupils replaced with embedded light bulbs, landed in front of the roulette.

“Shall I start now, Bajins?”

“Wait… Let me count the number of people currently?” The clown pretended to count, though he knew the result beforehand, “Oh! Only 249 people? Being an odd number might not be favorable for some games.

How about this? Let’s add one more person, someone who originally belonged to this performance’s audience.”

With those words barely finished, a mysterious young man walked out from behind the roulette.

His face was stitched with a handsome face-skin, and the surgical marks were still clearly visible, dressed in garb resembling some noble young lord.

He seemed to have been stationed there long, waiting for the clown’s invitation.

Although he had entirely changed his face, his attire, and even his personality, some subtle gestures and behavioral habits remained.

Han Dong furrowed his brows, hardly recalling there was this guy labelling him “the young master” performer in the theatrical play, “I remember his name is Gracy… Has this guy been secretly trained as the clown’s assistant?”

The revamped “young master” now showed no traces of his previous timid personality and naturally walked among the audience.

Now that the people were in place, the lighting technician forcefully spun the roulette.

Under the attention of everyone’s eyes, the pointer stopped at the white section.

“Thank you for your hard work, Anus~ I’ll take it from here.” The clown patted the lighting technician’s shoulder and immediately took down the corresponding “white envelope.”

Once the envelope was opened, the gaming floor where the audience stood also began to change.

The floor generated a corresponding number of “individual squares”, with black and white squares each taking up half.

The game’s content inside the letter was projected into the air above the venue.

≮Game Name: [Make Your Choice!]≯

All audience members must choose a corresponding square and stand on it. When the 30-second countdown ends, half of the squares will have problems.

Once a square is occupied by someone, it cannot be forcibly taken, violators will be immediately executed ≯

“Let’s start the countdown!”

As the countdown number was displayed overhead.

The audience simultaneously turned their eyes towards [the young master].

They didn’t scramble to occupy the squares; audience members who managed to endure this far had relatively agile minds… They presumed the ‘young master’ arranged by the clown was definitely different from the rest.

Hoping to make a choice based on this person.

When the young master stood on a white square,

[white] immediately became everyone’s target,

with only 10 seconds left in the countdown, some audience members who couldn’t secure a white square could only stand among the black squares… silently praying for their survival.

Han Dong, as he had initially landed on a white square, remained still throughout.

“Beep! Time’s up, let’s see who’s luck is better?”

When the clown tapped the ground with his staff,

all the black squares were retracted, accompanied by a chorus of screams, the audience who chose black fell down…

Just as the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Swish!

A part of the white squares abruptly sprouted spikes, raised electric saws, or formed closed chambers filled with poisonous gas, resulting in quick deaths.

However.

Some of the black squares’ corresponding underground areas were not traps but cushions, and the audience members who fell were uninjured.

Afterwards, they were brought back to the surface via a lift, though their faces were ghostly pale, a faint sense of survival joy emerged.

Han Dong’s luck was good; the white square he chose remained normal.

“The rules only stated that half of the square areas would have problems… the black and white colors were completely ‘misleading.’

So, it was purely a game of luck? While also messing with the audience’s mentality, interesting! I just might test out if my luck is good or not.”