The three of them began to cry bitterly and beg.
"Ah! I don't want to die yet!"
"Death Inquisitor, please let me go! I will never do bad things again!"
"Let me go!"
At this moment, Jack's cold and hoarse voice sounded again.
"Time's up. The voting is over."
"I have to say that you have worked very hard to survive, but unfortunately, because of your selfishness and cruelty, you lost two people. In the end, those who chose not to kill received 57.64 million people voted for 'not to kill' while those 94.64 million votes were cast for 'kill.' It seems that the number of people who want you to die is even more than Mr. President's supporters. Unfortunately, you lost. You lost the chance to get the medical kit, and you also lost the last chance to live. Your last game is hell."
Just as Jack finished his last word...
