When Xiao Zhou came to his senses again, he found himself in a completely dark space.

He quickly realized that he was already in a copy of a nightmare that had been dead for life.

Xiao Zhou's nerves became completely tense, guarding against any possible murder mechanisms around him that could chop people into pieces of meat.

But no…he was in a completely dark space.

The death row prisoners of Fengdu Prison were also thrown into this dark space one after another.

Half of the death row prisoners who were forced to participate in this nightmare copy were greeting the prison guards' families in anger, and their screams and scoldings resounded throughout the space.

But Xiao Zhou knew that these death row prisoners who still had the strength to scold had either never experienced the nightmare copy or had experienced it too few times.

The death row prisoners who have truly experienced the horror of the nightmare copy were as frightened and alert as Xiao Zhou, and were afraid of the darkness that could not be seen around him, and then kept thinking about ways to escape here alive!

What to do? Do you want to commit suicide? It’s right here!

Xiao Zhou was seriously considering suicide. Compared to falling into the meat grinder again and being grinded into meat paste, he would rather bite his tongue and commit suicide by biting himself!

A small number of death row prisoners held the same thoughts as him, but before they could take action, a low voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Welcome to the dream I have built."

Xiao Zhou and a group of death row prisoners all looked at the location where the sound was emitted.

Two ghost fires lit up in the darkness, and a figure wearing a ghost-like mask walked out of it.

"Congratulations to you, you will be the first lucky guys in the world to participate in the Battle Royale game." Qiu Ren also gently clapped his hands while speaking.

The applause congratulations were particularly ridiculous in the ears of the death row prisoners and Xiao Zhou.

"What the hell is lucky! Boy, let me out quickly! Otherwise..."

A death row prisoner was about to question Qiu Ren, but when Qiu Ren looked at the death row prisoner with his ghost fire pupils, he instantly closed his mouth.

The mask Qiu Ren wore on his face now was a mask from Nuo Opera.

Nuo opera is one of the oldest dances in the Celestial Empire. It was originally intended to calm the gods and sacrifice to ghosts and to repay gods and fulfill their wishes.

This also led to many masks in Nuo Opera that were terrifying, like ghosts and gods.

Under the pressure of the Lord of Nightmare Tachid, anyone who dares to question Qiu Ren will be overwhelmed by fear.

"Everyone is quiet? Then I will start explaining the rules of this death game, listen carefully...it will help you live longer in this death game."

Qiu Ren raised his right hand and a dining plate appeared on his right hand.

"In general, if you want to win in this death game, you only have one goal, that is 'Chicken Eat'."

When Qiu Ren said this, a fragrant roast chicken appeared on the plate, which was both colorful, fragrant and delicious, which aroused the appetite of everyone present.

"Big Eater Competition?"

"I'm good at this!"

Some slightly fat death row prisoners saw the plate of roast chicken change instantly, as if saying, 'There is such a good thing?'

"Eating chicken is just a metaphor, a small proverb, a proverb that represents the final winner."

"Slang from the casino? Winner, chicken·dinner, translate it is good luck. Tonight, this is indeed something that only the final winner is qualified to say."

A death row prisoner with a gambler's appearance said after hearing the joke in Qiu Ren's words.

"That's right." Qiu Ren nodded in agreement, but he didn't expect that there was this joke in this world.

"We are not in the mood to joke with you now." The death row inmate said coldly, "Just say it, how many winners can there be in the final game of death?"

The corner of Qiu Ren's mouth under the mask curled up an unrecognizable curve, and finally raised his index finger at everyone.

"One, there is only one person who can eat chicken in the last place among you! Only those who live to the last are qualified to step on the bodies of others to win!"

"What a joke! Only one of the hundred people can survive?! Five of them could survive in the death tower before!" Another death row prisoner shouted out in a little collapse.

How many people can survive in the end is determined by Qiu Ren, the dream maker.

So Qiu Ren can completely increase the number of people who can survive in the end, to ten, twenty, or even more than half!

Therefore, in the eyes of this group of prisoners, Mid-Qiu Ren is simply to torture them and to die!

"Mr. Dreammaker, maybe we should add more people who survive the last one?" Zhao Yanqing asked at this moment.

But before Qiu Ren could answer, another death row prisoner with a hideous scar on his face retorted loudly.

"That's so boring! It's even more interesting if only one person can survive in the end, right?"

Interesting? Interesting?

Xiao Zhou really felt like he was going crazy when he heard what the death row inmate said.

Death in the nightmare copy is really possible to cause death!

Team Zhao is trying to make more people survive among them.

But what happened to this guy? Only one out of a hundred people...is still very interesting?

Forget about that dreammaker who doesn't need to participate in this death game. As one of a hundred people, why do you think you are the 'one percent'?'

Anyway, Xiao Zhou thought he would never live to the end!

So like Team Zhao, he wanted to win more surviving spots from Qiu Ren.

Ten people live in a hundred people, no! Twenty people live in a hundred people, fifty people can leave this dream safely!

Unfortunately, Qiu Ren didn't give him this opportunity because the battle royale game is about to begin.

"You are about to be airdropped by a transport plane to an isolated island. There are supplies everywhere on the isolated island that can easily kill people around you. Don't try to hide, because there will be a shortened poison circle on the isolated island. The poison circle will squeeze your survival range."

Qiu Ren said this and spread his hands, looking at the death row prisoners who were either fearful or angry, and said in turn.

"From now on, all the people around you are enemies except yourself! And your goal is to use the weapons you found to kill all living creatures within your sight! Plunder everything from them! Finally, step on the bodies of all the losers and become the only king in this battle royale game!"

After Qiu Ren finished speaking, he took off the ghost mask on his face, and turned into scarlet light to swallow all the death row prisoners.

In the end, the only sound they could hear was Qiu Ren's whisper that was so low that he was like a demon.
Chapter completed!