The remaining three prisoners were utterly horrified, their faces twisted in fear.
How could that bald guy be so fast?
None of them had even seen clearly what had just happened.
That show-off, the Chain Explosion Maniac, Sazha, had just ended his 149-year prison sentence and turned it into an instant death sentence.
"Gulp..."
"Shit... I don't want to compete anymore. Even if I have to rot in this prison, I don't want to compete!"
"Ahhh—ugh—these guys are the real killers! So damn cruel!!"
"If we don't compete, we'll all die here. I've had enough of this life."
"Wait!! Zha Hu, why don't you go up there? Use your spider tattoo to intimidate them. You're pretending to be from the Phantom Troupe anyway! Plus, you're good at playing dead!"
"Playing dead? Damn it, these demons will chop my head off even if I fake death! Why don't I give you the tattoo, and you go?"
...
The remaining three prisoners started discussing among themselves.
They were a towering serial killer, an ugly blue-skinned fraudster, and a petite gambler girl.
"Zha Hu! You go!! Or I'll kill you right now!!"
The serial killer glared with bloodshot eyes, locking his gaze on the blue-skinned man.
Terrified, Zha Hu shuddered. Although he looked fierce and muscular, he was actually quite weak.
He had been imprisoned for fraud in the first place.
Especially after seeing the two corpses of their dead companions, now cold and lifeless, Zha Hu felt a chilling sensation on his own neck.
"I—I'll be in this match! But I need to clarify the rules first. For this match, we'll see who has the slowest heartbeat! Whoever's heartbeat is slower within the allotted time wins!!"
This guy had learned his lesson and set the rules before stepping into the ring.
Because they were examiners designated by the prison authorities, even though they were also inmates, they had the right to set the competition rules.
Upon hearing this, Nail-Head Guy turned his neck stiffly like a robot.
But before he could take action...
Li Ke had already stepped forward. Hisoka gave Nail-Head Guy a look, and he stopped.
Hanzo and Pens couldn't help but look at Li Ke's back.
"My lord... please stay safe!"
Ponzu clenched her fists tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly.
On the stage...
"Hahaha! I actually drew the lucky lot. When this guy sees my ferocious face and the Phantom Troupe tattoo, he'll definitely be scared out of his wits."
"By then, his heartbeat will surely skyrocket."
The ugly man Zha Hu became excited. "Shhh... Calm down, calm down. Lower your heartbeat, lower your heartbeat..."
He was racking his brain about how to frighten the kid in front of him!
At least in his eyes, Li Ke was a naive and immature kid.
Aside from that girl, he seemed like the weakest and softest target.
"I'm definitely on a roll today, hahaha!"
Zha Hu laughed wildly.
"Yeah! Your luck is indeed good. I like your luck. Now, it's mine."
Li Ke also laughed.
Name: Fraudster Zha Hu
Attributes: [Shit Luck] (Blue) (Luck skyrockets after stepping in dog poop), [Intimidation] (Blue), [Cowardly] (Green), etc.
Luck-related attributes were extremely rare.
At least from what Li Ke had encountered on his journey, only two people had luck-related attributes.
One was the newbie assassin Dongba, eliminated in the first round, and the other was this ugly man in front of him.
Thus...
Unknowingly, Li Ke had drawn his fish-killing blade.
Then, in front of everyone's stunned eyes...
A brilliant web of blades descended.
Zha Hu's face still bore an excited smile, but his body froze in place.
"Hey!! Damn it!! Why isn't he moving?"
"Scare him and make his heartbeat spike!!"
The two teammates behind him were shouting incessantly.
But Li Ke had already turned around and walked away.
"...What's... going on?"
Pens had a baffled expression as she watched Li Ke return slowly.
Hanzo's eyes widened, showing disbelief.
Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of brilliance flashing within.
Even Nail-Head Guy's eyelids lifted a fraction.
The next second...
Crack!
It sounded like something had shattered.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the blue-skinned ugly man behind them collapsed like a stack of blocks into chunks of flesh!
Blood and organs splattered everywhere.
He was dead. Completely and utterly dead!!
"Ugh—ugh—"
Ponzu started vomiting again, almost emptying her stomach.
The two prisoners turned pale with fear.
The petite gambler girl dry-heaved, while the towering serial killer trembled uncontrollably.
[Ding! You have killed the fraudster Zha Hu. Looting attributes automatically.]
[Ding! Congratulations! You obtained [Shit Luck] (Blue). Detecting that you possess [Luck] (Blue), it has automatically merged into [Good Luck] (Deep Blue). Luck effect triggered: critical boost, automatically upgrading to [Strong Luck] (Purple).]
Attribute: [Strong Luck] (Purple)
Description: Even in your worst moments, this attribute can somewhat reverse your fortunes, forcibly boosting your luck.
The heavenly sound echoed in Li Ke's mind.
Hmm?
This time, the system's voice genuinely surprised him.
The fraudster he had killed deserved to die.
Every prisoner in this facility was an irredeemable criminal.
Killing them brought no sense of guilt.
What made Li Ke grumble was that the guy only dropped a single attribute.
But what astonished him was that he triggered a lucky critical hit.
The fused attribute directly underwent a lucky breakthrough.
From Deep Blue, it had turned Purple.
Amazing!!
What a relief!
Even if he didn't gain any more attributes in this test, just this one Purple-level [Strong Luck] was worth it.
It was a huge win!
[Strong Luck] could forcibly reverse bad luck during unlucky moments.
Perfect!!
Luck might seem intangible, but it was indispensable.
Especially for someone with great power.
Sometimes, a slight difference in luck could determine the outcome of a battle.
The so-called "chosen one" or "child of destiny" was essentially an extreme manifestation of luck.
If this attribute could be leveled up to Red, Black, or beyond, could it directly transform him into such a being?
A child of destiny? A son of fate?
Anyone plotting against him would face divine retribution—misfortune, disease, disaster, and more.
Now that would be truly terrifying.
Relief!
This wave was totally worth it!!
"Warning! Candidate 406 violated competition rules. This round is deemed a loss!"
The voice of the actual examiner came from a loudspeaker on the wall. It was the prison warden, snacking on chips while watching the candidates' live broadcast.
Since the competition was about heart rate, and Li Ke directly killed his opponent, the match was deemed a loss.
But who cares about losing?
Li Ke's goal was simply to increase the drop rate of attributes.
"All right, my match is done. The rest is up to you guys."
Li Ke smiled at Nail-Head Guy and Ponzu.