Chapter 3156: You Are the Bad Guy
"Don't cover your eyes, don't seal your mouths, and don't tie your own hands and feet. Even if we are just drops of water, gathered together we can wash away the dam!"
"Everyone must actively participate in everything that happens. We need to make those people understand that this world does not belong to them!"
Xu Huo finished reading this brief "Ordinary Citizen Declaration" on the Message Collection Terminal. As its title suggested, the content was also very straightforward.
He projected the content above the hall, smiling as he said, "See that? They're praising your propaganda work for being thorough."
Mr. Mo dared not show anger, only forced a smile. What did it mean to incur public wrath? This was exactly that. Originally, not many people were divided into three classes, and not many players were divided into three classes either. When everyone was unaware, things could remain peaceful. But the player privileges in Zone 009 had been continuously updated and refined since the establishment of the District Government. Moreover, to distinguish them from ordinary people, they had deliberately created management regulations and published them. How could this not provoke resentment...
Mr. Mo was a politician. He knew very well that some things could not be said directly, nor could they be put into writing for others to see. But many players enjoyed this sense of superiority, so they couldn't wait to draw a clear line between themselves and ordinary people. Over time, problems would inevitably arise—not all players were intoxicated by it, and those who benefited would inevitably be troubled by it. The boomerang would sooner or later hit them or someone they cared about. He just hadn't expected this day to come so quickly.
He was not a player and had no additional channels for receiving information, nor did he understand the players' situation. But he knew that the players in Zone 009 had already started fighting, just like the great war when the District Government was established, with the victors eventually dividing up the district.
Mr. Mo's face turned somewhat ashen. After this war ended, he would certainly no longer be able to continue in his position. As an abandoned pawn, their future was bleak. They might even be driven out of the Capital Mansion along with their families, like those ordinary citizens, never daring to look players in the eye again...
The people in the hall clearly understood what might be happening outside. Besides fear and worry, they were filled with resentment—resentment that their current good life had been suddenly disrupted by an outsider. Losing power would be more piercing and bone-deep than directly taking their lives!
But at this moment, Xu Huo began to move again. He picked up the management regulations once more.
Everyone's eyelids twitched along with him. As participants in its creation, they knew all too well which harsh provisions were in there.
"Hmm, this one is also interesting. Ordinary people are not allowed to wear gemstones." Xu Huo flipped through the pages slowly and deliberately. "But it's too simple. I think some people shouldn't have ears to wear earrings, hands to wear watches, or necks to hang necklaces..."
Having said this, he looked up, his gaze coldly sweeping over everyone in the hall.
Many people froze on the spot, while others tremblingly began removing their jewelry, even wanting to tear off their buttons.
Watching this splendid scene, Xu Huo suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing enough, he said, "After all, there are so many people—how could I kill them all? How about this, we'll decide by drawing lots..."
Mr. Mo suddenly bent his knees and knelt down, pleadingly bowing and kowtowing to him.
"What's wrong?" Xu Huo asked softly. "Isn't this the handling method for 'law cannot punish the masses' specifically mentioned in your management manual? Drawing lots to decide, fair and just. The dead can't say anything either, can they?"
Dead people naturally couldn't say anything.
Mr. Mo didn't dare say it out loud, only begged, "The players here are basically the elites of Zone 009. They are more valuable alive than dead. They can go into instances to find good items and good devices to offer to you. And their families—some are eloquent, some are handsome and beautiful. They would certainly be willing to accompany you. Moreover, they can give birth to more talented players. Other districts in this game have already verified this—parents with good genes are more likely to have talented children... These people are important assets of the district. Killing them would be your loss..."
Xu Huo smiled slightly. "External possessions—how can they be considered a loss?"
Mr. Mo was speechless. After a moment, he said, "But good things are rightfully yours."
"Haha!" Xu Huo genuinely wanted to laugh this time. He praised him, "It seems there was a reason they chose you as Grand Archon."
"For me, there are no good things here. If there really are, they would be toys that can amuse me."
As he raised his hand, a small arrow the length of a palm hovered in the air, followed by words that sounded like a death sentence to everyone present: "Whoever it points to will come up and draw lots."
As the words fell, the small arrow quickly circled the hall. Three seconds later, it stopped above a middle-aged man. The fat, gluttonous man was so frightened he collapsed to the ground, but he was still dragged forward by players.
Xu Huo casually grabbed three grapes from the fruit plate and threw them on the ground, telling him to draw.
The middle-aged man's tears and snot all came down. He didn't know what the grapes represented, but he knew that catching one would certainly lead to a bad end. So he recklessly knelt and begged for mercy, but as soon as he uttered one word, blood flowed from his seven orifices and he fell.
"How could you forget the rules I set?" Xu Huo raised his finger, and the small arrow continued flying, then selected a second person—a young woman.
The woman, weak in hands and feet, was dragged over. She dared not beg for mercy. Lying on the ground, she tremblingly grabbed a grape. The next second, her throat split open, and blood sprayed out.
"Lucky you, you picked the necklace." Xu Huo clapped his hands, completely ignoring the person who had just died, and began selecting a third person.
Deep despair, accompanied by the smell of blood, filled the entire Government Hall.
Xu Huo did not stop the players present from sending messages outside. Whether uploading to the Message Collection Terminal or informing their companions, he allowed it.
Of course, the more they did, the more information spread. The schadenfreude toward the District Government gradually turned into hatred for players from other zones. More and more players began coming to the Capital Mansion, and players from other zones also came to join the fun.
But players from other zones also had to follow the rules.
After killing a few players from other zones who tried to ambush him while he was selecting people, those guys also behaved themselves.
As for the high-level players originally in the Capital Mansion, sorry, they were currently busy with internal strife and hadn't yet united to rescue the hostages in the Government Building. After all, no one wanted to be the bird that stuck its neck out. Besides, in the eyes of most players, how many people could Xu Huo kill? And the ones he killed weren't good people anyway. No one wanted to risk their lives for such people.
In this strange stalemate, a child broke free from their parents and rushed straight to Xu Huo, pointing at him and shouting, "You are the bad guy!"
The players present, including some nearby guests, all changed expression. They frantically tried to pull the child back, but the child still repeated, "You are the bad guy!"