Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start-Chapter 224 - 138: Devil’s Game (2)

The two walked into the ancient castle, and the moment the door closed, the vast first-floor hall began to become incredibly illusory.

Baiyi released the dark side, returning to the light side, sniffed the air in the castle with some disdain: "Mr. Devil, you should do some cleaning here, it smells like dead bodies."

Eugene paused, seemingly sensing the presence of a person, and when he turned his head, he immediately saw Baiyi's appearance.

He was a bit surprised, but as a devil who had lived for thousands of years, what hadn't he seen?

He quickly adjusted his emotions, Eugene gave a slight bow, and the previous bit of negative emotion completely disappeared, the entire devil looked like a noble aristocrat:

"Sorry, esteemed guest, here's how it works: our games are simple little games. If you lose, you must give me your soul, but if you win, you'll receive substantial rewards."

Baiyi asked with great interest, "My soul? What can I exchange it for?"

The moment these words were spoken, a hint of obscure pleasure appeared in Eugene's eyes.

Because according to the rules, Baiyi could put up a corresponding stake, but as long as there was tacit consent or indirect inquiry about the cost, then one party in the gambling game had already placed a bet.

A flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes, his face full of elegance: "What would you like to exchange it for?"

Baiyi asked in return: "I'd like to understand first, how many rounds can we play in the game? Can I increase the bet?"

"You can gamble for up to three consecutive rounds, but increasing the bet requires you to win the first round." Eugene answered with a smile.

"Then let's play three rounds." Baiyi smiled and said, "In the first round, I want that blood pool, can I?"

"Of course, no problem." Eugene said with a squinting smile: "That blood pool is filled entirely with the blood of Transcendents, definitely worth the value."

As the quizmaster of this kind of game, his winning rate was as high as 99%, otherwise, how would these legendary beings from Hell be so industriously playing any gambling games, was it really to bring warmth?

So, even though he felt there was something off about Baiyi, he wasn't worried at all that Baiyi would win.

Besides, how good could someone be who wagered their own soul for some Bronze Level resources?

Thinking of this, the confidence and murderous intent in Eugene's eyes were completely undisguised: "Then shall we start the first round of the game?"

"At any time." Baiyi nodded.

The murderous intent in Eugene's eyes grew more intense, but his tone remained extremely elegant, even with a smile on his face: "Then, in the first round, you will play the role of an ordinary person in an Illusion Realm. You will be unable to use Extraordinary Power and must make the correct choice. As long as you choose correctly, you'll pass the level."

Baiyi pondered for a moment, a smile appeared in his eyes; after all, it's still these things, and as long as some core can be maintained, this game will be relatively simple.

He casually replied: "Okay."

As Baiyi's voice fell, the decaying smell around gradually disappeared, joyful sounds filled the air, and when Baiyi looked up, he saw that everyone around him was an ordinary person, and his power hadn't diminished at all.

Woo woo~

Suddenly, Baiyi heard the whistle of a train, he looked towards the distant woods without moving a bit.

The surroundings suddenly erupted with an incomparably noisy sound: "What's going on? Why are there children playing on the railroad?"

"There's also someone over there, what are they doing? Why are they daydreaming there, they should go save those children."

"Hurry, hurry, keep up, the train will be here soon."

"Oh my god, kids, get away from there, the train is coming, move away quickly."

"It's too far, they can't hear, quick, switch the track, let the train go onto the other track."

"No, there's also a child on the other track, doing that will kill that child."

"Is one child more important or these dozens of children more important? Stop babbling, save the more if you can!"

"Hey, you daydreamer, quick, pull the lever, switch the train track!"

[In a moment of crisis, seventeen mischievous children came to play, but sixteen of them isolated one, driving him onto another track.

By sheer coincidence, a train is swiftly approaching, and now many have noticed you, who is closest to the lever. Pulling the lever will only kill one child, while not pulling it will result in sixteen children dying.

Please make the most correct choice.]

The brilliant subtitles appeared before Baiyi's eyes; he glanced at the crowd rushing toward him, and not far from him was a lever, presenting a very difficult choice.

The game's rule stated that Extraordinary Power could not be used, meaning he couldn't utilize Spiritual Power or exceed human limits of speed to save everyone, as doing so would result in an automatic loss.

Pulling the lever would result in the lonely child dying, who shouldn't have died, but not pulling it would mean that sixteen lives would be lost due to inaction.

This seemed to be a choice without a correct answer, any choice would result in a loss.

Woo woo~

The train was closer, and the people were closer; suddenly, Baiyi stood up, pulled up his hood, and turned, walking unhurriedly toward the crowd.

"What are you doing? Pull the lever!"

"Don't go, you bastard, how can you do this? You're leaving them to die!"

"Shit, why can't I run faster, come on, hurry up..."

Woo woo~

The train was even closer, and the group of children finally noticed the train; they seemed stunned by fear, blankly watching the train approaching.

At this moment, Baiyi, hooded, casually brushed past a person at normal walking speed.

The crowd's accusations grew louder, but they didn't have time to stop and curse anything now.

The leading young man suddenly felt his speed increase a lot, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes because he was about to reach the lever.

The train was closer, emitting a rapid whistle; the children fell in fear, trembling all over, with no actions of fleeing.

The young man took a flying leap, and at the last critical moment, fiercely pulled the lever.

Click click click....

The sound of metal colliding rang out, the train tracks not far away suddenly switched to the other side, and the train sped past the sixteen children, the powerful winds whipping the children's hair, the panic in their eyes becoming all the more apparent.

On the other side, the lonely child sensed something, turned his head, and immediately saw a train racing towards him.

The child was stunned, blankly watching as his mind went blank.

Bang~

Buzz~

"Oh~ my god."

Blood and flesh flew, the train mercilessly ran over the child, staining the tracks with blood, and a once vibrant life vanished just like that.

"That was close, barely made it."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, a happy smile appearing on his face; at that moment, he felt like a hero, a hero who saved sixteen lives.

As he turned his head, he saw the panting crowd looking regretfully at the remains on the tracks.

Upon hearing his voice, a question emerged from the crowd: "What did that child do wrong?"

A trace of confusion appeared in the young man's eyes as he looked toward the crowd; the hooded speaker seemed to be the one who had been closest to the lever.

Just as he was about to say something, the young man spoke again: "They're all just kids playing on the tracks, why should sixteen be valued over one? Those sixteen were meant to die, that was fate, and this child did nothing wrong, yet you killed him."

The young man became more puzzled: "Wasn't it what you all said...."

"What did we say? You killed that child, don't you know? Think of the child's parents and how devastated they must be now; he didn't need to die, but you personally killed him, you're the murderer!"

Baiyi said, revealing a smile.

This game was a trap; human nature has its bright and dark sides, and a devil's game isn't about choosing to be a hero or promoting the good in human nature.

The devil wants your life, but in all these supposed choices, there's only one choice that's not wrong.

And that's letting someone else make the choice for you.

As long as the decision isn't yours, you're not at fault, and you can hide behind the crowd, criticizing the savior's choice.

If he chooses to save one, criticize him for disregarding life and not seeing the bigger picture; if he chooses to save sixteen, criticize him for being a murderer.

This is also the only way to win, the one lifeline in the devil's rules.

In short, those who stand behind the crowd, won't lose!