Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

This degree is hard to grasp; it needs to be done over and over again.

The final wave of despair will then carry them away.

If you don’t show up,

I’ll give them a chance to shoot, then crush their arms, but I won’t kill them.

Guess what I’ll do next?"

Brian suddenly thought of the emotional fluctuations of those victims.

He said slowly, "You’ll let them think they’re certainly going to die and make them vote to execute one person. The others can survive. Then when they think they’ve dodged a bullet, you’ll switch up the game and end up executing everyone."

"Exactly!"

Sudan looked at Brian with surprise and feverish enthusiasm, "I’ve never met someone who understands me so well. I like you a lot, Brian. That’s a nice name. How about trying to play the game with me? It’s quite thrilling!"

Brian:...