The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 731 -2 Jason the Weakest?_2

"Play by the rules!”

"Since you have already chosen to participate in ‘the Game’!”

"Then everything must follow the ‘game rules’!”

"If you think about violating ‘game rules’?”

The shadow drew out the tone.

Then—

...

Zzzt, zzzt.

Even with a physique five times greater than that of an ordinary person, at this moment, Jason also staggered and fell to the ground, convulsing with inertia, feeling as if something extra was in his heart.

It was constantly releasing electricity.

"Look, this is the consequence of violating the ‘game rules’.”

"One ‘Electric Shock Punishment’!”

"It’s just low powered.”

"As for high powered?”

"Believe me, you wouldn’t want to know what that is!”

"Of course, the game is fair. You have endured this ‘demonstration shock’, so we will compensate you!”

As the words fell, noises again came from the ceiling.

Creak, creak.

It sounded like the grinding of gears and a box slowly descended.

The box was made of wood, with a glass lid.

Inside the box lay Jason’s weapon: the Broad Blade Cleaver.

Click!

The lid of the box opened automatically, and the Broad Blade Cleaver was revealed.

Jason held back his eagerness to retrieve his weapon.

"This is your weapon, haven’t you forgotten?”

"Rest assured.”

"It’s a reward, not a trap.”

The shadow said mockingly.

And as Jason picked up the Broad Blade Cleaver, the other side unconsciously said, “A dog shocked with electricity always obeys so well—I’m less enthusiastic about this ‘newbie’.”

It seemed like the words were directed at someone nearby.

That was followed by booing.

Naturally, such booing was directed at Jason.

But Jason didn’t care.

He was examining his weapon.

It was intact.

Untampered with.

Jason let out a slight sigh of relief.

If anything had been wrong with the Broad Blade Cleaver, even if he smashed everything in sight, it would not be compensable.

"Alright.”

"I am somewhat disappointed in you, contestant Jason.”

"I don’t really want to interact with you; you don’t have the temperament of a ‘Brutalizer’ at all.”

"However, as the ‘introducer’, I still have to complete my task.”

"Do you have any questions?”

The shadow seemed impatient.

Jason still didn’t speak, only lifting his hands bound by the chains.

"After the game starts, these things will

Bang!

Roar, roar!

The shadow was still explaining, but before it could finish, a dull thud sounded, followed by roars.

Those sounds were not at all like what a human could make; they sounded more like a monster.

But, upon closer listening, the roars contained somewhat clear words.

"Kill you all!”

"Let me out!”

"Kill you all!”

In the midst of howling, similar phrases were interspersed.

Of course, there were also the sounds of electric shocks.

However, the sound of electric shocks did nothing to hinder the howling.

On the contrary, the more intense the electric shocks, the stronger the howls became.

"Hahaha!”

"Listen!”

"This is what a ‘Brutalizer’ should sound like.”

"Jason, you’re still lacking a bit.”

The dark figure first let out a grating, unpleasant laugh, and after commenting on Jason, continued with the previous topic.

"Once the game starts, you can break free from your restraints, and the door will open.”

"Then, you can go hunt those ‘survivors’.”

"However, based on your performance just now, I don’t have high hopes for you.”

As the other person spoke, an image resembling a test tube appeared next to the countdown timer.

At that moment, some liquid appeared within the test tube, materializing from nothing, and started to rise slowly.

The color changed from clear to reddish.

About a quarter of the way up, the liquid in the test tube turned pink, it stopped, and a number appeared next to it: 28.

"What a low score.”

"With these points, you’re doomed with no choice.”

The dark figure mocked.

Choice?

Did the earlier conversation determine whether to help a ‘Brutalizer’?

Jason’s frown deepened once again.

It wasn’t the prospect of helping a ‘Brutalizer’ that surprised him.

What surprised him was, who exactly was scoring the ‘Brutalizer’?

Was it a specific few?

Or perhaps a certain group of people?

Or… everyone?!

As this last speculation dawned on him, Jason squinted his eyes, scrutinizing the ‘television’ before him closely.

A 10-inch television was plainly visible.

There were no obvious cameras to be seen.

But if his last guess was right, Jason was certain that something like a camera must exist inside the TV.

Out of sight, numerous people were staring at him, making all sorts of comments.

"This ‘Brutalizer’ seems a bit dumb, might even be a mute.”

"Newcomers are always like this.”

"Even ‘Brutalizers’ get nervous.”

"Nervous?”

"That’s the quickest way to die.”

"Right, newcomers need to score at least 10 points to survive, I’m not optimistic about this guy named Jason.”

"What do I do? I’ve already placed a bet on him! It’s half my fortune!”

"Best of luck to you upstairs!”

"Half your fortune? Just bet a casual 100, 200 and that’s enough.”

"Upstairs, you’re the rich one, my entire fortune is only 50.”

"I bet 100,000 Points the newcomer ‘Brutalizer’ will fail, can I start popping champagne now?”

"The guy upstairs is truly a big spender!”

"Pop the champagne +1!”

"Against ‘Crazy Game!'”