Xie Antong pondered for a long time, feeling her judgment was mostly correct. Lu Ce's previous Gluttony must have forced that bearded man into making a reluctant choice.
What was the real reason behind this game update?
Bringing in veteran players to target "Sin," or rather targeting the current top players—wasn't this precisely because "Sin" had repeatedly broken the normal game rules by choosing to target the Divine Messenger?
So besides adjusting the rules for players, wouldn't there also be some adjustments on the Divine Messenger's side?
This probably... definitely would happen!
She just didn't understand the specific details.
Thinking this, she directly turned around, leaving the All-Seeing Eye to monitor Lu Ce's situation while she walked over to the torture devices in her room.
What this game lacked most was time!
Each person's life was their own countdown timer—the most precious thing in this game.
To put it bluntly, this game so far only had two strategies.
One was to completely believe what the bearded man said—following the standard that only one person could successfully atone—which meant finding a way to survive until the end.
That meant pressing the red button as quickly as possible every time it was your turn.
But judging from Sawing Hell's situation, that Random Guy A only got the red and gray buttons after being slightly sawed in the crotch.
Meaning it was unlikely to keep pressing the red button without taking any damage.
The other method was to not fully trust the bearded man's specific claims, believing there must be something wrong with the Hell Mode game.
So, choosing to press the gray button to see what effects it actually had.
However, people making this choice needed to have sufficient confidence in their own strength and harbor some malice toward both the game and that Divine Messenger.
After all, pressing that gray button might subject you to stronger punishments—in extreme cases, like that Cattle Pit Hell where you could die instantly.
That would be like going all-in at the gambling table and getting yourself killed.
Currently, the people who would still firmly choose that gray button, in her judgment, should be "Sin" and "Perfect Life."
That Xu Long from Dragon Group might also make such a choice.
The problem now was, based on current observations, if others choose the red button while you choose the gray button.
You would definitely be at a disadvantage!
Because your chips were rapidly decreasing. (Because you suffered cruel punishments, life decreased)
While those choosing the red button had their chips decrease very little, or hardly at all. (Not facing much life threat)
So, whether you wanted to harm others to make them die first, or felt your strength wasn't sufficient, you should choose red first.
But in this situation, both the game and that Bearded Divine Messenger were intentionally or unintentionally trying to prevent you from pressing that gray button!
A choice they clearly knew wasn't good, yet they didn't want everyone to choose it?
There must be a big problem!
Either it could overturn all players' choices in the game, or it would cause damage to the Divine Messenger itself.
After Xie Antong meticulously unraveled the logic in her mind, she casually glanced at another screen.
Since someone had just died, the person in that room used every trick possible from the game's start to avoid punishment.
Then when the button appeared, they decisively pressed red.
Subsequently, their screen disappeared, and another player's footage appeared before everyone.
Xie Antong narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression somewhat grave.
Time no longer allowed her to waste it casually. She quickly walked to various corners of the room, gathering those scattered torture devices together.
People watching her screen were also somewhat confused.
Then, under everyone's gaze, Xie Antong took the torture devices in her hands and began comparing them to her own body.
It seemed like she was examining what shape these things would take if used to restrain herself.
After comparing a couple times, the corners of her mouth gradually turned upward as she muttered to herself:
"Looks like my luck isn't bad."
"This is a relatively easier room to delay in."
Saying this, she held those things in her hands as if playing with assembly toys, comparing and assembling them, tying them together!
......
Currently, everyone had two screens in front of them, watching the people on them.
"Sin" over there seemed to have gone completely mad, frantically pressing the gray button while staying stuck in place, being violently pummeled by a bunch of pillars.
Meanwhile, the other screen, after several rounds of changes, finally opened to show that guy when it was his turn.
Perfect Life.
Looking at the room he was in, everyone's first reaction was somewhat stunned.
No other reason—this room's setup was the strangest and appeared to have the highest design difficulty.
It didn't look like a room, but rather just a space containing several massive rollers.
And the room's walls, floor, and ceiling also seemed like the sides of other rollers, curved with arcs.
Moreover, all the rollers were densely covered with steel blades! Glinting with cold, menacing light.
There was simply no place for anyone to stand inside. Perfect Life was quietly hanging in the narrow space, pinching both sides of a blade with just two fingers.
Even the slightest movement of his body would make him bump into nearby steel blades! The visual impact was sufficiently powerful.
Yet he relied solely on the strength of those two fingers to maintain his body at a safe angle, completely motionless.
As his room's video went public, his eyes slowly opened.
The room began shaking, but his golden pupils didn't look elsewhere—instead, they immediately focused on the screen showing "Sin's" room!
His body started swaying, easily brushing against nearby sharp blades, but he looked completely unconcerned as he spoke:
"You... weren't you crazy?"
"How come you can still press that gray button every time..."
As his words fell, all the rollers covered with sharp blades in the entire room began rotating!
The whole room became like the interior of a meat grinder, trapping Perfect Life within!
Yet at this moment, he didn't hesitate either.
After glancing at "Sin," he began maneuvering nimbly across the blade tips, rushing toward his button.
—Gray!