Wen Xishu said:
"Indeed, people will die, that child’s luck is obviously... not good."
Fang Tianhen continued:
"Boss, I know you are the boss, but I am a rough person, I don’t understand much. If opening a jar will kill people... and not opening a jar won’t kill anyone, then why do we need to open the jar?"
Wen Xishu pointed at the mural and said:
"You have all climbed the Deceit Tower before, do you think the Deceit Tower has a setting where just staying put for seven days would get you through?"
"Maybe there is, but unfortunately, this place definitely isn’t one of those. And the number 29, it feels off to me... I feel, that initially the number should be 30."
"In other words, before that brat, someone already opened a jar. Because it was opened, not broken, it didn’t make a sound."
"Besides, let me answer Brother Fang Tianhen’s question."
"First of all, there’s definitely more than one kind of thing in the jars. Have you considered that there might be food inside?"
"There might be various useful tools hidden inside?"
"If we don’t open the jars, in seven days, this place will turn into a living hell with people eating each other."
"Furthermore, if we choose to open the jars, then we have the power to choose. At least we hold the initiative. If we choose not to open the jars..."
"I guess, at a certain point, the 28 jars will open automatically. If they open by themselves, do you think automatic opening would be beneficial to us?"
"This place is called the Evil Seal Chamber, jars are everywhere here, there’s a high chance that some jars are hiding evil entities."
"If the jars open automatically... perhaps the jars hiding evil entities would open, then the game might end directly and all of us—"
"Would, all, die."
Everyone fell silent. Even Nissen understood this time.
If we don’t proactively open the 28 jars before the designated time... it means giving up the power of choice to the "rules".
Players proactively opening the jars, at least, have a sliver of hope... and might open a good item.
But if the rules open the jars, the rules certainly know which jars contain "evil entities".
A mural alone can make people want to kneel and lick it, if they really open up something evil...
Then, besides Wen Xishu, there might not be anyone who can withstand it.
Fang Tianhen had also thought of this result, he felt a bit scared:
"Damn it, isn’t this all your speculation, boss?"
Wen Xishu nodded:
"Yes, there’s no evidence. But my guess hitting the truth has a very high probability, that’s also why I have a 51 Anti-Magic Value."
Anti-Magic Value, this number shocked everyone again, even those like Yue Yun who had heard it once.
Wen Xishu’s Anti-Magic Value was like the glowing words "Master Chef" in some animation, able to save Wen Xishu a lot of trouble.
Wen Xishu said:
"You can choose not to believe me, you can choose not to open the jars now... wait until the evening and let the rules open them."
"But the cost of that, almost certainly, would be total annihilation for all of us."
"So, do you want to gamble?"
Wen Xishu looked at everyone.
Everyone looked at each other.
At this moment, someone stood outside the prayer room.
"I believe Ah Shu."
"I also believe in Younger Brother Wen. Let’s vote then. Hehe."
The graceful Ah Miao, and the iron-mouthed Zheng Zai, appeared at the door of the prayer room.
The two were absolutely certain of Wen Xishu’s divine skills.
Yue Yun said:
"I don’t quite believe that an orange whirlpool can be avoided just by surviving seven days. I trust Wen Xishu."
Nissen nodded:
"I also believe Wen."
Xiaojin was already standing behind Wen Xishu.
Ling Fu said:
"This is really impressive, boss, we completely overlooked this number, and couldn’t have thought of so much at once."
"I choose to believe in Mr. Wen Xishu’s words. Ah Chen, what about you?"
Ling Chen said:
"I listen to my brother."
Fang Tianhen said:
"Well... then I’ll definitely listen to everyone."
Lang Haidu sighed:
"But now the problem might be as Mr. Wen Xishu said... opening the jars has both good and bad sides."
"But no one has seen the good side yet..."
"Let me say something unpleasant, there are thousands of jars here... We have over 200 people."
"We don’t know what’s inside the jars. Moreover, the jars can be lifted by children, so obviously we can’t tell by weight."
"Then we can only rely on guesses. In other words, possibly 28 people next would all die."
"Of course, that’s if our luck is extremely bad..."
"We definitely can’t let any of us die before figuring out other rules, right? Then we have to do something very cruel."
At this moment, Yue Yun belatedly realized the fearsome nature of Wen Xishu.
Ling Fu’s expression was also somewhat unpleasant, feeling like a failed schemer.
Because not long ago, Yue Yun witnessed the conversation between Wen Xishu and Ling Fu.
Wen Xishu originally planned to gather the elderly and frail, but Ling Fu took them.
Ling Fu must have intended to use the elderly and frail for emotional appeal to avoid certain dangers.
But now...
There’s no doubt, making the elderly and frail open the jars is actually the most cost-effective action.
And now, the one to offend people is not Wen Xishu, but Ling Fu.
Wen Xishu didn’t think about it too much, he just said:
"To make others open the jars following a certain pattern is what we need to do next, it is indeed a very cruel thing."
"What we can do is to find the extra, favorable rules for us through the results of opening the jars as quickly as possible."
"As for sacrifice..."
Wen Xishu’s tone turned indifferent once again:
"To put it bluntly, every climb of the Deceit Tower, isn’t it always a situation of nine lives and one death? Isn’t it always like having one foot in the Yama Hall?"
"Sacrifice is inevitable, isn’t it?"
Xiaojin and the others looked at Wen Xishu, finally realizing the huge difference in mentality between them and Wen Xishu.
This is the kind of ruthlessness an apocalyptic leader should have.
Wen Xishu smiled gently and said:
"Alright, let’s decide the order and rules for opening the jars? Good luck to us, maybe we’ll find food?"