Chapter 5 The Most Difficult Pattern

"The second round of the game begins!"

The mysterious man's voice drew all the attention of players who were ready to rest.

They had thought that they would at least have some time to rest after the game was over.

But the reality was not as good as they thought.

And the mysterious man was not as kind as they thought.

After the mysterious man finished speaking, the scene in the eyes of the players became illusory again.

The platform, which had been in the void, turned into a desert in a flash.

At the same time, a small iron box the size of a palm appeared in front of everyone.

"The name of the second round of the game: Sugar-coated cake carving!"

"Game rule: all players will be randomly assigned with sugar cakes and a silver needle with different patterns. You need to dig out the patterns in the sugar cakes within ten minutes."

"This game is just an appetizer. The difficulty of the game will continue to increase. Good luck!"

"The game begins! Countdown: 9:59!"

After that, the mysterious man did not make any sound, and there was no extra hint like the last round. It was completely for the unlucky players to try mistakes themselves.

Many players looked down at the boxes, and then glanced at the boxes of other players.

"The pattern on my sugar cake is a circle. It's simple! Ha-ha!"

"I'm so envious of you! My pattern is an umbrella!"

"Bro, you're screwed."

"Even if you can dig it out, ten minutes may not be enough."

"Mine is not bad. It's a star. I don't think it's difficult."

"Damn! My partten is Hatsune Miku (a Japanese cartoon figure)!"

"..."

At first, many players were discussing the shape of their own patterns.

But when they found that some of the patterns were simple and some were complicated, they felt a little unfair.

Why the patterns of some people's were circles? With two stabs of silver needles, they could easily pass the test and obtain the reward!

Some irritable people wanted to protest.

But when they thought of the miserable death of those protesters when they watched the live broadcast before.

Now those who wanted to protest all chose to be silent. They dug up with the silver needles and quickly poked the sugar cakes.

It was better to pass the test as soon as possible.

After all, the game time was only ten minutes.

Every second they thought randomly, the god of death would be closer to them.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere was tense.

On the earth, many countries urgently asked the technical staff to connect the live streaming source of the game and provide the official live streaming with explanations in the national central channel.

Among them, Miss Lewis, the host of the official live broadcast of the Principality of Monaco, looked very nervous.

She fixed her eyes on Parker.

"Although the mysterious man said that this round of game was an appetizer, it seems to be not as simple as it seems."

"Through the live streaming, we can see that most of the people's sugar cakes have complicated patterns, and some of them are almost impossible to complete."

"There is a close-up of the live broadcast to Mr. Parker. Let's see what kind of pattern the person who is called the hope of the Principal of Monaco has obtained!"

"I hope it's circular or triangular. If it's not the case, it's better to have the star shape or the hexagonal."

Lewis's words echoed the thoughts of all the audience in the country.

Because the simpler the picture Parker got, the less likely their country would be punished.

When the live video slowly approached Parker, people saw what was happening there.

Lewis frowned, his eyes full of confusion, but he didn't forget to explain to the audience.

"Oh my God, Mr. Parker... He hasn't opened the box yet!"

"At least 30 seconds have passed... What on earth does Mr. Parker want to do?"

"But Mr. Parker looks calm. I'm sure he can make it."

"Dear audience, let's cheer for Mr. Parker, okay?"

Comments flew up from the official live room.

"What does Parker want to do? Others have already begun."

"Does he want to strike back like the last game?"

"Parker is gazing around. He must be observing the patterns assigned by others."

"Why do I feel... Is he staring at the girl's leg next door?"

"Bro, don't mess with Mr. Parker's innocence, okay?"

"..."

In Death Square.

Parker was looking at the strange message which can only be seen by him.

"The girl's legs are really good. If she works in the massage shop, I will definitely hire her for a month!"

Why was this prompt not serious... Parker was speechless.

He had indeed planned to observe the patterns assigned by the people around him first.

He wanted to see if the message could give him some useful information as the previous one.

But the result... These hints were so unique.

E.g:

"This three-hundred-pound fat man is still thinking about the half piece of cookies he didn't finish when he went to the bathroom. Isn't he afraid of having a relapse of hypertension on the spot?"

"This blonde girl was making out with a man before she came here? But... She was not good-looking! Why would someone want to have a one-night stand with her?"

"This man looks strong, but in fact, his muscles are just furnishings. Anyone who has learned fighting can beat him to the ground!"

...

It was... it was not related to the game at all! Why were these hints so boring?

Parker had no choice but to stop looking around and decided to pass the test on his own.

After all, it was just a pattern. As long as it was enough stable, it would be fine.

When Parker was about to open the small iron box, the audience of the live room of the official office of the Principal of Monaco was extremely nervous.

Many people prayed in their hearts that the patterns assigned to Parker wouldn't be too complicated!

"Parker... He is going to open his box!"

"Oh my God! It's Mona Lisa!"

"Mona Lisa!"

"How, how can it be completed?"

"I also paid special attention to it. Only several people out of the more than 700 players on the spot have obtained such a complicated pattern!"

"It can only be said that Parker is very unlucky. Why doesn't Lucky Goddess take good care of the hope of Monaco?"

"It took so long to open the box and finally got such a difficult pattern. It seems that Parker is going to be eliminated."

"Bah, bah, bah! What are you talking about? Parker will never let us down!"

"Come on, Parker! We all believe you!"

"..."

The audience of the live room was all in a low mood.

Even the host, Miss Lewis, was upset.

However, there were still some people who were optimistic, hoping to motivate everyone to cheer for Parker.