The white man ground his teeth in hatred, yet had no choice but to take the slip of paper and bow his head to Xufang He.

The bespectacled man was beside himself with excitement: “Doctor Xufang’s virtuous deeds are beyond measure! The God of Creation’s sword of justice strikes down evil, while the light of benevolence shines over all the land! We will be victorious! Victorious!!!”

His fervor was impossible for anyone else to relate to. As people looked at Xufang He now, they felt only coldness, unease, and a creeping dread…

The Black man had been the tallest and strongest among all of them, yet Xufang He had killed him in this inexplicable and unfathomable way.

“Divine punishment”—it was nothing more than an item, of course. But the terrifying part was precisely this:

They didn’t know what kind of item it was. They didn’t know how it took effect. They didn’t know how many more times it could take effect—or when it would take effect next!

Xufang He turned around with a smile still on his face and addressed the yellow eyes in a gentle, pleasant tone: “For this round of voting, there’s a slight change. In addition to the three numbers we originally settled on, we need to add one more, and then vote in a distribution of 3+3+3+2…”

3+3+3+2.

Bai Youwei’s brow furrowed slightly. Xufang He wanted to eliminate four people in a single round?

Sure enough, someone immediately voiced the question in her mind: “Are we eliminating 4 people at once? But 2 votes seems a bit uncertain…”

Before Xufang He could speak, the bespectacled man immediately snapped at the person in reproach: “If Doctor Xufang is doing this, of course he has his reasons! We should just follow the doctor’s instructions and carry them out!”

The person’s mouth twitched open slightly. They glanced at Xufang He with cautious eyes and said nothing more.

Most likely they were a little intimidated by him deep down.

Doctor Xufang smiled gently. “Two votes is indeed a little on the low side, but I have other arrangements in place. For now, just vote the way I described…”

Then Doctor Xufang told them how to vote—which specific number each person was to vote for.

Although his manner seemed easygoing and amiable, his desire for control was plainly very strong. He not only strictly designated each number, he was also very particular about the order in which people voted.

When it came to Bai Youwei’s turn, Xufang He said: “You—vote for Number 5.”

“All right.” Bai Youwei agreed without hesitation.

The stone sphere spun on the rooftop, impatiently urging them along: “Are you all done yet? Done yet? The time has come~ Third round of voting begins! Line up and come inside to vote~”

Everyone filed in one by one.

First the blue eyes, then the yellow eyes, then the red eyes.

Xufang He asked everyone with an affable smile: “Has everyone voted according to my instructions?”

The blue eyes silently seethed.

The yellow eyes murmured their assent.

One red eye came out of the voting booth; another red eye went in.

When Xufang He judged the numbers were about right, he raised his voice to call out to one of them: “Please wait a moment…”

The red eye who had been about to go in stopped, looking at Xufang He with puzzlement—and with no small measure of trepidation in their gaze.

Xufang He said: “Actually… I truly loathe the idea of people killing one another. Isn’t it so much better when everyone works together with one heart? Turning against each other only brings tragedy and regret. I sincerely hope you’ll be willing to accept my proposal—go in and vote for Number 25, and then let’s end this game as quickly as possible.”

The white man, upon hearing this, went completely pale with fury. Number 25 was him!

After the Black man’s death, he was the next unfortunate one?!

The short-haired woman couldn’t hold back any longer and stepped forward, snapping back: “Why should we listen to you?!”

“Why?” Xufang He looked at them with a genuinely puzzled expression. “Don’t you understand? I’m trying to save you! I can’t stand by and watch you become nesting grounds for insects. It’s just a single war slot—is that really worth more than your own life? Losing only means becoming a commoner. But if this keeps going, who knows what might happen next?”

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