The Demon's Menu-Chapter 753: Semi-finals! (2)

Chapter 753 -10 Semi-finals!_2

"Now that I think about it, the selection of ‘Hunters’ in the previous competition was a bit strange.”

Big Boy’ was a temperamental Hunter with abnormal intelligence, while ‘Skull Collector’ was more like a beast, barely communicable.”

"And ‘The Wheelchair Thinker’, smart but lacking in direct strength.”

"As for me?”

"The information displayed about me… was also a bit abnormal.”

...

"With this as a premise, there was a high likelihood that ‘Big Boy’, ‘Skull Collector’, and I would become winners.”

"And that’s exactly what ‘The Planner’ wanted.”

"The opponent needed a not-too-smart ‘chess piece’ to set everything in motion.”

Jason gradually clarified his thoughts.

Then what?

He continued to flip through the books in his hands.

Jason was well aware that even if he figured all this out, it was useless.

Tell others?

He was a ‘Hunter’, a felon.

Who would listen to him?

Moreover, the current situation hadn’t really ‘harmed’ him in any substantive way.

On the contrary, Jason felt if things continued to develop, he might even reap some unexpected benefits.

Of course, some necessary ‘safety’ measures needed to be prepared in advance.

But that was a matter for later.

Now?

Ding!

Jason once again pressed the ‘Nutritional Meal (Free)’ button.

Reading made him hungry.

Thinking made him want to eat.

Fortunately, the nutritional meals here were free.

After receiving the meal, Jason continued to read while holding his nutritional meal.

Eat, read.

Read, eat.

Time passed in such repeated cycles.

The third night.

‘The Intermediary’ Pers appeared again.

"Jason, the rematch in Area F will start in an hour, please get ready,” Pers said.

This ‘Intermediary’ looked visibly worn out.

Clearly, these past few days hadn’t been good for him.

Inner turmoil?

Jason wondered.

As for preparation?

Jason had long known from the live TV broadcast that he would be participating in the rematch today, and had already adjusted everything accordingly; he didn’t really need to make any further preparations.

"If you have no preparations to make, I’ll put you to sleep again,” Pers inquired.

Jason still silently nodded.

Then the remote control appeared once more in ‘The Intermediary’ Pers’s hands.

Pers pressed the green button.

Sleepiness attacked once again.

Jason lay down with the flow.

Clomp, clomp clomp.

Clack!

A squad of fully armed soldiers appeared in the hallway, just like the first time they transported Jason, this time, they again took Jason to the new ‘game arena’.

Jason could feel his hands, feet, and waist being shackled by chains again.

Then, the sleepiness began to fade.

Jason, seizing the moment the drowsiness dissipated, opened his eyes.

Another cell.

There was no significant difference from the cell he had woken up in last time.

The only difference was that the 10-inch screen had already appeared, while the ‘Broad Blade Cleaver’ was right at his side.

"Jason, it’s a pleasure to see you again!”

The silhouette on the screen spoke with the usual synthesized voice.

Then, this ‘Announcer’ stood up and made a welcoming gesture.

Instantly, the sound effects of ‘cheering’ and ‘applause’ from a drama returned.

"It seems everyone is looking forward to our ‘Jason’.”

"After all, Jason’s performance last time was truly surprising.”

"One against three!”

"Even in my career as a host, that’s rare,” said the shadow in awe.

Afterward, the screen began showing highlights from Jason’s last match.

Especially during the slayings of ‘Big Boy’, ‘The Wheelchair Thinker’, and ‘Skull Collector’, the moments played over and over.

Clap, clap clap.

The sound of applause appeared once again.

And it was louder than before.

Meanwhile, Jason sat still.

Warming up the crowd?

After watching the ‘game’ live broadcast for three consecutive days, Jason had gained a deeper understanding of ‘The Madness Game’.

The hype in front of him was even more familiar.

He used the thrilling moments of the previous match to attract more people’s anticipation.

Even some ‘special’ post-production was added.

In summary, it was all for attracting traffic.

Jason had little interest in this.

What he was interested in was the ‘rematch’ before him.

As the ‘Presenter’ filled the air with stirring words, time flew by quickly. It wasn’t until a countdown of 4:59 appeared overhead that the ‘Presenter’ finally got to the point.

"The rematch is about to start!”

"Let me introduce the rules to everyone!”

"This time, we have chosen the most classic map, ‘Crazy Townare you all a bit disappointed?”

"Don’t be disappointed!”

"The map might be old!”

"But the rules are new!”

The ‘Presenter’ paused deliberately after saying this.

Only after a chorus of expectant ‘oh’s’ did he continue in a pretentious manner.

"In the new rules, the 4 ‘Brutalizers’ remain unchanged, the 100 ‘Survivors’ remain unchanged, and the Points remain unchanged; it’s still 20 points for a ‘Hunter,’ 1 point for each ‘Survivor,’ and 20 points for victory,”

"But!”

"There are 4 ‘green doors’!”

"That’s right! You heard correctly!”

"There are 3 more doors for the ‘Survivors’!”

"And

"In the second phase of the game, there will be unexpected surprises.”

"What is the second phase of the game?”

"When there are only 2 ‘Brutalizers’ left on the field.”

"Or when the total number of ‘Survivors’ drops to 60, that’s when the game enters its second phase.”

"As for the surprise?”

"Please wait and see.”

With a voice full of dramatic intonation, the shadowy figure finished introducing the rules of the rematch.

Four escape doors?

Through the other party’s words, Jason sensed a hint of targeted malice.

Without a doubt, 4 escape doors would make hunting by the ‘Brutalizers’ more difficult.

The chances of ‘Survivors’ escaping greatly increased.

Unless the 4 ‘Brutalizers’ worked together.

But was that possible?

At least Jason would not choose such cooperation.

He didn’t trust the others.

Naturally, they wouldn’t trust him either.

And the second phase?

Unknown.

No information whatsoever.

This piqued Jason’s interest even more.

Could it be a more accurate targeting?

With such a premonition, Jason was full of caution.

As for the ‘surprise’ mentioned by the ‘Presenter’?

Jason wasn’t about to believe everything he said.

If he really believed him, that would be flirting with death.

"Jason, do you have any questions?”

"Or do you have any declarations to make?”

"As the winner of the last preliminary match, everyone is eager to hear what you have to say.”

The ‘shadow’ on the screen asked.

Jason remained silent.

This silence lasted for about 3 seconds.

The ‘audience,’ who were watching Jason intently, burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, this is the first time I’ve seen the ‘Presenter’ so embarrassed.”

"I suspect ‘Jason’ is mute!”

"I’m going all-in on Jason again!”

"Didn’t you win betting on Jason last time and even bought a house?”

"Yeah, I won betting on Jason last time, but the house prices rose so fast, what I thought was a full payment ended up being just the down payment! So this time, I’m going for broke again!”

"The guy above is betting like a gambling addict, no explanation needed.”

“+1!”

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Barrage after barrage of comments flew by.

Jason’s score kept climbing steadily.

From the last match, all the ‘audience’ had an impressive memory of Jason, and this directly affected this match.

In the end, amid a sea of crimson, Jason got a score of 58.

“58 points! That’s a high score!”

"It looks like everyone really has high expectations for Jason!”

"So

"Jason, you have a special choice to make.”

As the ‘Presenter’ spoke, the 10-inch screen shifted.