NOVEL WEB Chapter 290: "Is this guy still alive...
"But after all, it was not witnessed."
"Human nature has a significant flaw, which is that for something that hasn't truly happened, even if there's a 98% prediction that it will occur, as long as it hasn't been witnessed, one won't give everything for it."
"This is very difficult to change." Experience more tales on empire
Just then—
Hungry Monkey and others suddenly looked at the big screen with shock on their faces, as Miao began to act, and his score also began to skyrocket.
...
After much contemplation.
Chen Miao still couldn't muster the courage to crush his eggs; it really wasn't suitable for him, and he also realized, why should he compare himself to others? He wasn't here for the money.
He was here for this space where he could not die.
His goal was to get injured as much as possible, and then let the Zhiren Race within his body repair those wounds.
Whether it was a Crushed Egg.
Or an arm with a several tens of centimeters long cut.
To the Zhiren Race, the number of their kind consumed was the same, and the latter even consumed more, as the wound was larger, needing more of their kind to fill it.
If that was the case, why should he get involved because of some unfounded competitive emotions?
Why would he crush his own eggs?
Why suffer that torture?
So, he typed the following line into the text editor before him.
'Please build a full-body device for me that only exposes my head, where I can lie inside, and within the device, countless blades spin rapidly, baptizing me...'
Suddenly—
Such a device appeared before him; the machine was mostly translucent, he crawled in and lay down, to be honest, it wasn't comfortable, after all, there was no mattress, only blades beneath him.
There was only a silicone pillow for his head to droop on.
The moment Chen Miao lay down.
Countless blades began to spin wildly, the high-speed rotating blades, like the emotionless machines in a slaughterhouse, rapidly and evenly sliced through Chen Miao's flesh and skin, with blood splattering wildly and shredded flesh strewn along the cabin walls.
The scene looked extremely gory.
To ensure a more pleasant experience for himself, he specifically marked to spare the area at the root of his thighs when designing this device, so he wouldn't end as of today here.
'+10 points'!
'+15 points'!
'+8 points'!
A series of scores crazily soared before his eyes, rising extremely quickly, because he wasn't the one causing the injuries actively, there was no 50% bonus for self-inflicted Damage.
To cause Damage actively meant for him to create a chopping knife using the text editor and continuously chop himself with it.
Passive infliction of Damage was to directly type into the file editor what kind of injury he wanted to get, or to use this method to passively endure continuous Damage.
Although the points for each injury were less, the speed was definitely faster than chopping himself with a knife.
In just under an hour.
Miao's score had already reached 4782!
Meanwhile, Crushed-Egg next door had a score of 2900!
That's right, Crushed-Egg, after being in a mental standstill for about half an hour, restored his body the moment he regained consciousness, and then crushed once more, ranking third with 2900 points.
The second one was that Childbearing Sis.
Childbearing Sis was seriously into it this time; the mystical realm had been going on for about an hour or more, and she had already given birth to 20 children, roughly maintaining a pace of one child every two to three minutes.
Each child was worth about 300 points, and with the additional points for passively mutilating herself while recovering her body, she scored another two to three hundred points or so. This put Childbearing Sis's score at a whopping 9820 points.
One might say—she was far in the lead!
Unless something unexpected happened, Childbearing Sis was sure to be the first place in this mystical realm. Although Crushed-Egg was scoring high in each round, the rest intervals were simply too long. During that time, Childbearing Sis could catch up easily.
As for the remaining two...
They were not to be feared!
By now, they had already set up single beds by the side and were fast asleep on them. They had apparently given up on the competition, waiting for the mystic realm to automatically end after 12 hours. Anyway, both had scored over 500 points, so they wouldn't be penalized. Once the realm ended, everyone would go their separate ways.
Initially, these two youngsters were determined to aim for the top, but Crushed-Egg, Childbearing Sis, and a certain blade spa fanatic had truly scared them.
Even if they continued to fight on, they definitely wouldn't outperform those two, so they might as well drop out halfway through the competition.
At least it ensured they'd suffer less.
One must admit that this strategy may seem cowardly, but it was undeniably a clear choice.
Because...
When Crushed-Egg woke up for the second time, he glanced at the scores between himself, Miao, and Childbearing Sis; he gritted his teeth slightly and programmed a set of AI procedures for himself.
The entire process was as follows.
An automatic Crushed-Egg Machine, lying on the ground, a steel ball would accurately smash down from ten meters in the air, then his consciousness would stall. At that moment, the system would deduct 100 points from his account to help him recover his body, and the instant his body was healed, the steel ball would smash down again!
After designing this entire procedure, efficiency greatly improved—although there were no points rewarded for self-inflicted actions.
He used to earn 1500 points each time, but now it was only 1000 points per occurrence.
But he saved a significant amount of time.
What used to take half an hour could now be done in just a minute.
...
Another hour quickly passed by.
Chen Miao: 9820 points.
Crushed-Egg: 61,000 points.
Childbearing Sis: 21,000 points.
By then, the space around Childbearing Sis was so cluttered with babies it was hard to keep count. It must be said that this scene was more fitting for a paranormal-themed mystical realm than this one. Those temporal loop mystical realms would be very suitable too.
But Even though Childbearing Sis had worked so hard, she couldn't withstand the mechanical operations of Crushed-Egg.
...
"When the principle of mechanization enters into the mystical realm, remember, all credits go to Crushed-Egg."
By this time—
Among the audience watching the live broadcast, almost everyone wore a complex expression as they looked towards Crushed-Egg lying motionless on the ground. Both men and women involuntarily clenched their legs, especially at the moment when the steel ball fell from ten meters above. Everyone felt as though the ball had landed directly on their own chests.
It was that painful.
Perhaps Lu Xun's words were not entirely correct—individual joys and sorrows might not be empathizable, but the pain was perfectly empathetic.
"Is this guy still alive...?"
Black Doctor looked bewildered and dazed at Crushed-Egg lying motionless on the ground. Only when the steel ball hit did his body shiver, initially convulsing, but now not even twitching; he was as silent as a corpse.