“Young man!” Brother Wang looked up at Qi Xia at this moment. “You still don’t know how to deal with that black bead above your head, right? As long as you help us draw lots fairly, I’ll tell you the method to deal with this black bead next. Deal?”

“Ha.” Qi Xia grinned. “That sounds incredibly tempting.”

“You should understand, right?” Brother Wang said again, “None of us can feel those two ‘Dao’ with scratches—only you can feel them. So you must be ‘fair.’ Only if you’re ‘fair’ will I tell you the method to save yourself. Understand?”

The man deliberately emphasized the word “fair” and winked at Qi Xia.

Qi Xia looked at him as if watching a clown and ultimately shook his head helplessly, saying softly, “Perhaps those who survive will be more miserable than those who die.”

“That’s not for you to consider. You just need to be responsible for being ‘fair.'” Brother Wang reached out and squeezed Qi Xia’s shoulder, then said, “Young man, be smart. I won’t shortchange you.”

“I’ll try to be smart.” Qi Xia nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Qi Xia had been persuaded by him, the man nodded with satisfaction, then turned back and asked, “Who among us should draw first? Should we play rock-paper-scissors?”

The six people ultimately decided to use rock-paper-scissors to determine the order of drawing lots. At this moment, Qi Xia also turned his head to look at Earth-Ox standing alone. Earth-Ox had been looking in his direction, her face expressionless throughout.

He had once seen Earth-Ox in the “Black Bear Hunt” game and felt that Earth-Ox’s physical-strength type games were relatively simple—even having an extremely strong brain was useless.

As long as one had sufficiently powerful physical strength, there was a very high probability of winning this game. For example, if the final two remaining people were Qiao Jiajin and Zhang Shan, it would be difficult for Earth-Ox to gain any advantage in this match.

Then Qi Xia swept his gaze over the six people standing before him and found that only the fat man wearing glasses could have a slight advantage in the tug-of-war game. The remaining few couldn’t gain any advantage.

They finally finished playing rock-paper-scissors and walked to Qi Xia one by one to grasp their life or death. Qi Xia also employed some methods, using verbal guidance and eye signals to make the survivors accurately become Brother Wang and the fat man.

“Hey! How could this happen?!” Brother Wang expressed confusion with poor acting skills. “I’ve already ‘echoed’! Yet I’m the one who survived?!”

The faces of the four people who drew death clearly became very ugly, but after all, it was decided by a stranger drawing lots, so no one could voice any objection.

“Ha…” Qi Xia slowly stood up, looking at the six men before him as if watching a group of monkeys. “Somewhat interesting.”

“Have you decided?” Earth-Ox asked at just the right moment. “If you don’t plan to accept the second challenge, I’ll have to ask you to leave my game venue now.”

Hearing Earth-Ox’s reminder, Brother Wang hurriedly turned back to strike while the iron was hot, saying, “Everyone! Since we’ve all drawn lots, this time we can only leave it to fate. You know me—normally I would absolutely never exchange teammates for ‘Dao,’ but this time is different. This is a full nine hundred sixty ‘Dao’! It’s really too many!”

Under the dual pressure from Earth-Ox and Brother Wang, the fat man with glasses also hurriedly chimed in, “Brother Wang is right. You can calculate for yourselves—how many times do we need to die to earn nine hundred sixty ‘Dao’? Although you appear to be dying, ultimately it’s only dying once! Calculate this account for yourselves! Do you want to keep dying, or die once?”

“But we two don’t have ‘echo’…” A tall, thin man pointed at himself and another middle-aged man and said, “Brother Wang… can you switch with me…?”

Through their detailed conversation, Qi Xia discovered that among the four people about to face death, two didn’t have “echo.” Death for them meant “final farewell.”

“Isn’t forgetting good?!” The fat man grabbed the tall, thin man and said, “The reason each of us resists death is because we fear the terror that death brings! As long as you forget you’ve died before, it’s equivalent to never having died!”

After he finished speaking, he turned back and pointed at Brother Wang. “Don’t think that just because Brother Wang has ‘echoed,’ he’s not afraid of death anymore. When he revives next time, he’ll still remember the fear before death and the pain during death. This is a torment for anyone! Facing the situation of imminent death, losing memory is actually your blessing!”

After hearing this, two of them felt it made some sense, while the other two “echoers” didn’t view death as so important. After everyone discussed for a long time, they decided to end their own lives with the knife.

But suicide and being killed were clearly two entirely different levels of difficulty. Several people kept passing the knife to each other, and no one had the means to strike themselves down.

Seeing the group gradually descend into chaos, Earth-Ox walked forward slowly and said softly, “I have a suggestion.”

Everyone turned to look at her.

“Since you’ve already decided which teammates will die, and everyone voluntarily participated in the drawing of lots, why don’t I help you do it?” After Earth-Ox finished speaking, she looked up at the sky. “If we delay any more time, I’ll become somewhat anxious. Do you agree?”

After hearing this, several people looked at each other, feeling this was also the best solution among the helpless options. At least Earth-Ox’s execution would be more professional, and the suffering they endured would be relatively brief.

After hearing everyone agree, Earth-Ox flashed forward and seized the dagger from one person’s hand. In just a few seconds, she cleanly and efficiently slashed each person’s neck. Before they even had time to fall, before their eyes even began to show fear, the wounds had already blossomed open.

Four rivers of blood gushed forth from everyone’s necks. They covered their throats and slowly knelt down on the ground amid the sound of “rain.”

Brother Wang and the fat man on the side swallowed their saliva after watching. Although this was all something discussed in advance, Earth-level “Zodiacs” killing people always made one feel chilled to the bone. They seemed to view human lives as ants—not hesitating before killing, not hesitating after killing.

Earth-Ox also took advantage of the momentum to walk to the side of the four fallen people. Her left and right hands each grasped the ankles of two people, then she transformed herself into a slingshot. Her waist and abdomen instantly exerted force, lifting the two people like small pebbles over her head and throwing them far away. This time she clearly used force throughout her entire body—two footprints of moderate depth appeared beneath Earth-Ox’s feet.