Immediately after Bray and his cellmates arrived, he could see that there were more than a dozen people here, numbering up to 23.
There were also three men who were dressed in guard clothes. This place they had entered looked like a stadium, but at the same time, it also looked like a place of torture, it reeked of blood, and Bray could sense the aura of death here.
As soon as Bray stepped inside, the guards turned to look at them. One of them spoke up, "Zeros, you are still as late as always, it seems you haven't learned from last time!"
Before Bray could respond, he felt a pang of pain coming from his right abdomen. The next moment, he collapsed onto the ground, wincing in pain so fast! He couldn't even react before the other party hit him.
He heard similar sounds coming from the side and realized that his cellmates were in similar situations.
"Still want to act arrogant?" The guard asked, he looked like a young man around the age of thirty, his height was average, and he emitted an air of arrogance.
At this moment, one of the young guards from behind spoke up. "Raphael, leave them be, now is not the time for that." Bray found the voice familiar, he managed to look up and see that the person in front of him who spoke up was Ray.
He cast a grateful glance towards him.
"Tsk," Raphael snickered, but still stepped to the side while saying, "Get up immediately, such a bunch of weaklings!"
Bray immediately struggled and got up without wasting much time, he didn't want to get another round of beating. He was lucky to have survived the first punch, but he didn't think he could survive another.
After a while, Raphael's eyes lit up as he spoke with excitement, "Everyone, I am sure you know what the event of the day is! I'm sure everyone is excited for the game OOL—Out of Luck."
Bray couldn't help but be curious as to what this Out of Luck game was about. He noticed at a glance that as soon as this game was mentioned, everyone shivered slightly, his cellmates weren't an exception.
"We have a new gentleman here," Raphael said, turning to Bray and glancing at him for a moment, "so I'll explain the rules of the game once again. As degenerates, you are all here to serve as fun for up, this is just part of the fun."
"As the name implies, Out Of Luck. Once someone runs out of luck today, they will be unfortunate and be unable to come out unscathed."
"To put it in simpler terms, in this box," a box appeared out of thin air and into his hand, "there are twenty-four lots. You guys number up to twenty-three."
"Inside there are twenty-three papers with numbers, and only one of them is blank. The person that ends up picking up the blank paper, hehe, would get tortured by us."
"Of course we wouldn't torture you for a long time; inside here is another set of lots." Raphael took out another box as he waved it around. "There are twenty-four hours, the amount of time that you will be tortured will be decided by the number you pick.
"As you know, on this planet, one day is seventy-two hours, and every lot drawn would equal three hours. If you end up drawing the number twenty-four, you will be tortured for the whole day," Raphael concluded with that.
"I hope you get it now, boy," he said to Bray.
Bray, at this moment, felt he was floating at the edge of the fiery pit. This place is hell, this is truly the place of torment. I knew nothing good could come out of this planet. What the hell does he mean by game?
Are people's lives some form of entertainment for you?
From the explanation, Bray could already guess what was going to happen, in two words. Something terrifying.
System, system, Is there any way you can help me get out of my current predicament?
As soon as Bray called out the system, time immediately froze as everyone was firmly in their spot. Bray couldn't help but wish there was a way he could run away from this planet as time was paused, unfortunately, he too couldn't move.
[Analyzing…]
[Details in the lot box have been detected.]
[Which number do you wish to look for?]
Hearing the reply, Bray couldn't help but breathe out in relief. Thankfully, the system was helpful in such a situation, he didn't know what he would have done otherwise.
System Is there a way I could use you while time is not paused?
[Turn off the system-time pause feature?]
[Yes/no]
Bray selected yes without wasting time, he wanted to use the system actively while interacting with the guards. As soon as the time flow returned to normal, Bray answered, "Yes, I understand."
He looked up at something that attracted his gaze. The power stats of the guards were also visible to him. Now he didn't have time to look at them; he just wanted to get it over with.
Raphael nodded and then said, "Zeros, you all are going to be the first to pick your lots; I wish you luck, or better yet, I hope you haven't run out of it yet, haha."
Bray, along with the others, went forward, the first person to select was Bruth. Although he had a large figure and a muscular body, Bray could see that his hand was shaking slightly as he leaned forward to pick a lot.
The guards beside them were muttering, Ray excluded, "Hey, these creatures are truly interesting, who do you think will be the one to luck out today?"
The eagle-eyed man smiled faintly. This was the third guard aside from Ray and Raphael; his name was Zach. "Still want to place a bet after losing the last time?"
"I didn't lose, of course, you just won by a slight margin."
"How can this game be won by a slight margin? You have to analyze and scribble out the one with the least luck."
"Alright, enough of the bragging, I'd say the new guy, see how skinny he is? He doesn't even look like he has much strength, his luck must be pretty bad."
"I don't think so," Raphael said, his eyes squinting as he cast a scrutinizing gaze on Bray.
At the same time, Bray, who was waiting for his turn to pick up the lot, saw a new panel of information appear in front of him.
[Analyzing gaze is cast upon you, Zach carrying is seeking to spy on details about you.]
[Decline?]
[Accept?]
[Manipulate result?]
F**k!
To be continued...