The layout of the theater was similar to that of a movie theater.
There was a stage at the front, and opposite the stage were chairs arranged in an arc. The further back the chairs were, the higher they were.
At this moment, in the theater that could accommodate more than a thousand people, other than the seats near the center that were still empty, the rest were all filled.
The performance on the stage had yet to begin.
Hearing Wang Hao push the door open, almost everyone looked over.
That gaze was very strange. It was filled with scrutiny and speculation, as if he was looking at an alien.
Wang Hao didn't care about those weird looks. The moment he saw those people, he felt his scalp go numb and a chill run down his spine.
In this survival game, the more rules there were and the more people there were, the more difficult it would be.
Now, there were thousands of people here.
Not to mention that his current intelligence was only 13, even if he had 130, he might not be able to remember the actions and expressions of so many people at the same time.
The odds were against him in this game.
……
"F * ck, so many people? How can we play this?"
"It's over, it's over. The theater is dark to begin with. With so many people, there's no way to observe!”
"This is hell!”
"Looking at 0952's expression, he seems to be very serious. Will he be in danger this time?”
"I do hope that 0952 will be able to clear it, but to be honest, with this level of difficulty, the chances of survival are really too small.”
"Indeed. Although 0952 is powerful, he is not a god.”
"Sigh, I can only say that the game is too f * cking…Forget it, let's just watch in silence!”
“……”
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room also became solemn because of the terrifying number of people in the theater.
……
Suppressing his emotions, Wang Hao looked at the ticket in his hand.
Sixth row, number 8.
There was also a line of small words below it: Please take your seats according to your ticket position.
Behind the tickets, there were some precautions. They were basic etiquette such as not to make a racket, mute the phone, and not to walk around during the performance.
All these things were basically available on the tickets for performances.
Wang Hao sat down in No. 8 of the sixth row and found some empty seats scattered around him.
There were about 20 of them, which should be reserved for them.
(Wait.)
(The seats for more than 20 people are all gathered around here. This seems too coincidental!)）
He carefully observed the surroundings of the theater.
The performance had not started yet, and the dim lights in the theater were enough for him to see the entire scene clearly.
Other than the empty seats near him, even the corners around him were filled with people. There was not a single empty seat.
(Is this a coincidence, or did the GM do this on purpose?)）
(If the GM did it on purpose, what was its purpose?) Could it be related to a certain rule?）
There were many questions in his heart, but he had no clues at the moment.
This game was obviously much more complicated than the previous one, and the difficulty of reasoning was also higher.
"Hello, God. My name is Lin Ye.”
At this moment, an angry young man walked up to Wang Hao with a ticket.
He was row 6, number 6, and he was on Wang Hao's left, one person away from him.
Wang Hao nodded without saying anything.
Lin Ye was just about to sit down with the tickets.
"Kid, get lost. This is not a place for you to sit.”
Hu San and his six lackeys squeezed into the space between two rows of seats and chased away the seven audience members on Wang Hao's left.
It was Lin Ye's turn.
" The seat on my ticket is…" Lin Ye still wanted to argue, but when he saw the aggressive gazes of Hu San's underlings, he resigned himself to his fate and walked to the front row. That was the seat of Hu San and the other seven people.
The other audience members who were chased away seemed to be frightened by Hu San and the others 'imposing manner. They did not resist at all. They did not even complain and directly stood up to change seats.
Hu San squeezed his butt to Wang Hao's left and leaned over.""Brother, let me introduce myself again. My name is Hu Dahai. Because I'm the third in my family, people in the underworld call me Hu San or Third Master. I have some reputation in the Northwest Silver Province.”
"Get to the point." Wang Hao said calmly.
Hu San had made such a big fuss to change seats to look for him. He definitely wasn't here to chat.
"Brother, this is great!"
Hu San gave him a thumbs up. They all say that you're a god, so I hope you can take us brothers with you. As long as we can get out of here alive, I'll give you this amount.”
He raised a hand and showed his entire palm.
"Fifty million?" Wang Hao asked.
"Five million!" Hu San's mouth twitched and he laughed awkwardly.
You have a big appetite, but even if you sell him, he won't be able to take out 50 million.
"Sorry, I can't help you!"
Wang Hao shook his head.
It wasn't that they didn't have enough money, but what if there was a rule that they couldn't help others?？？
It was still the same sentence. Before an accurate judgment was made, everything was possible.
As for what he had said to everyone at the entrance of the theater, in his opinion, it was not considered helpful. It could only be considered a normal exchange.
Since it was a survival game with reasoning and cracking, normal communication was definitely possible. Otherwise, there was no way to play.
This was confirmed by him in the later stages of the first game.
Hu San's eyes were filled with anger.
He had been so humble, but in the end, he had been rejected. If it were anyone else, he would probably have made a move.
But Wang Hao…endured it.
Because…the other party had a gun.
It was so real.
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