十天结束

Chapter 8 Showdown

Here's the translation:

This speech almost woke everyone up, including Qi Xia.

Yeah, the odds were indeed stacked heavily in favor of the "liar."

Qi Xia furrowed his brows. Why did he have such a high chance of winning?

Telling lies to a group of strangers, who didn't know him or understand him, any random lie would be hard to see through.

Could it be that using a fake name could really condemn eight lives?

Or...

Was the person who drew the "liar" card a chosen one, making this inherently an unfair game?

"No...," Qi Xia thought to himself, "If simply drawing the card means survival, it would be easier to just write 'live' and 'die' on the cards. Otherwise, what would be the point of this nearly hour-long game?"

A deep sense of unease spread within him.

Qi Xia kept replaying every word that Goat Head had said.

Could it be...

"Hey, it's your turn," Qiao Jiajin reached out and tapped Qi Xia.

Only then did he snap out of his thoughts, realizing everyone was looking at him with strange eyes.

There was no time to think anymore. Otherwise, he'd appear even more suspicious.

He steadied himself and reorganized his thoughts.

The words "My name is Li Ming, from Shandong" kept echoing in his mind...

But that answer couldn't be used at this moment. To find the "solution" to this game, he had to take a gamble.

Qi Xia opened his eyes and addressed everyone, "My name is Qi Xia, from Shandong, and I'm a professional swindler."

"A swindler?"

Upon hearing Qi Xia's first sentence, everyone exclaimed in surprise. After all, the character of a "swindler" appeared in many people's stories.

This "swindler" also linked everyone's stories together in a subtle way.

More ironically, they had to judge if what a "swindler" said was true.

"Before coming here, I was figuring out how to clean up the two million in my hands."

"In short, it took some effort, and I ended up with only one million four hundred thousand. This is the most cost-effective way I could think of."

"But on the way back with the money, there was suddenly an earthquake. As I reached the door, I saw my house shaking continuously."

"In theory, you shouldn't enter the house at such a time because there's a risk of collapse. But I was worried about the people inside and had to rush in."

"Sure enough, as soon as I entered the room, the porch collapsed, and I was pinned down, losing consciousness."

Qi Xia narrated this story calmly, in a few short sentences, and everyone watched him warily.

He knew he was doing something risky, but it was the only way to test if his idea was correct.

If Goat Head spoke now, it would confirm his suspicions.

Just as Qi Xia thought, Goat Head approached slowly and said to everyone, "Well done, everyone has finished telling their stories. Now, there will be twenty minutes of free discussion. After twenty minutes, each person needs to write down a name on the paper in front of them."