Chapter 743: Chapter 6 Looking Good is Having Youth!_3
But there were no results.
The doctors couldn’t find the cause.
The soldiers couldn’t uncover the culprit.
All there was, was death.
People died en masse, like wheat before the wind, cut down by a scythe, uniformly collapsing.
‘I am not wrong! It’s the world that is wrong!’
After shouting these words, the ‘new king’ died silently, just like his subjects.
Jason thought, putting down the book “F Zone—The Kingdom Built on Ruins” and picking up “The Origins of ‘Mad Game’.”
Compared to the heaviness and numerous pages of “F Zone—The Kingdom Built on Ruins,” “The Origins of ‘Mad Game'” was much slimmer, less than a hundred pages, and mostly consisted of illustrations with a few sentences each, leaving Jason with the feeling of having been duped—back in his hometown, Jason had been deceived more than once by books with attractive covers and tantalizing titles but hollow contents.
He didn’t know when it had become possible to publish a book by taking random selfies and pairing them with some excerpted text.
Maybe… the author was good-looking?
Truly, God gives food to the undeserving.
Jason had felt a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment back then.
However, the author of “The Origins of ‘Mad Game'” was definitely not good-looking.
On the contrary, they looked ferocious and terrifying.
And so did the main characters in the book.
Because they were a bunch of thugs, perverts, and killers.
They created the predecessor to ‘Mad Game,’ known as ‘Hunt.’
Essentially, they kidnapped a few ordinary people, threw them into a piece of woodland known as ‘the hunting grounds,’ and then conducted a three-day hunting expedition.
Why three days, and not longer?
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Normally, they are all regular people.
Even as they were sent to the electric chair, there were people who couldn’t believe they had killed over a hundred people for ‘hunting.’
And the key person who sent them to the ‘electric chair’ was one of their former targets: a serial killer even more twisted and chilling than they were.
In comparison to their fierce and malevolent appearance,
This one was genteel, with a so-called ‘wife’, seemingly clueless as he entered their hunting ground.
A competition to see who was more evil began.
The outcome, of course, goes without saying.
The genteel winner triumphed completely.
But such victory didn’t prevent the others from also being sent to the electric chair.
In the second year after these people died, a wealthy tycoon learned of these events and began to organize ‘hunting’ contests in a ‘legitimate’ manner, and this novel activity attracted quite a few participants.
As more and more people joined,
‘Hunting’ was officially renamed to ‘Mad Game’.
Then, it became popular across the entire Great Federation.
Jason flipped through the illustrations in the book again; many of the images were so gory they would normally need pixelation to be shown, but here they were presented blatantly.
However, to Jason, this was nothing.
After looking through the book again and ensuring there was nothing else, Jason pressed the ‘Nutrient Meal (Free)’ button again.
The pleasant sound echoed once more.
Jason’s gaze shifted to the live TV broadcast.
At this time, the winners of the ‘Survivors’ appeared.
One was a young man named ‘Ull’.
After receiving Jason’s ‘tip’, this young man, who had just skirted the edge of death, began to show remarkable combat prowess, caution, and… luck.
After finding a rusty logging ax in a rundown house, the young man commenced his slaughter.
Transforming into a true lumberjack, he began to hack out his path to survival, one axe blow at a time.
And upon claiming victory, Galen first stood there, stupefied, then cast aside his ax and started to sob uncontrollably.
He had lost the most important thing.
This made the ‘audience’ watching the live broadcast mock him once again.
After all, ‘Ull’ was completely calm, earning more admiration.
Especially after seeing a ‘crybaby’ like Galen.
After giving it a glance, Jason no longer paid attention.
It wasn’t just because he saw through that so-called ‘Ull’s feigned composure, but also because his ‘nutrient meal’ had arrived.
Of course, what was more important was that, in Jason’s perception, someone was approaching his room from outside.
It wasn’t the so-called ‘Intermediary’ Pearson.
The footsteps were slightly heavier.