Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 12: New Game Launch [Complete]

1390: Further Division

The small commotion caused by the Anonymous Thoughts Zone led the farmers to truly start their fieldwork only at around five a.m.

Even though they had entered this game less than 24 hours ago, every farmer had quickly adapted to this new form of life. The moment they opened their eyes was the moment for labor; otherwise, every minute wasted could potentially lead to future starvation.

Thinking about the days when they didn't have to work for over a dozen hours yet still had food to eat seemed so distant and unrealistic now.

"Sis, think about it." Ji Shanqing's voice still echoed in Lin Sanjiu's mind as she bowed her head to continue tilling the soil. "If we must keep him alive, then my plan can't be implemented."

She didn't expect the grand prize's reason for giving up on Han Suiping would be the same as the thoughts in the Anonymous Thoughts Zone: they simply couldn't sustain so many people. When she argued that they could always divide the three food balls fairly, the grand prize sighed.

"Sis." He was already showing signs of exhaustion before entering the game. After more than a day of intensive farming, his complexion was almost transparent, bearing some resemblance to the ghostly Yuan Xiangxi. "If we only give him three food balls per day, we indeed can afford it. But the problem is, by doing so, we are essentially solidifying the rules of this game."

"I don't understand," Lin Sanjiu whispered.

"The way to pass this game is to find the exit. Our search throughout the day yesterday has proved that the exit is not simply hidden in some corner. Thus, we need to focus more on finding the exit."

At this point, Ji Shanqing looked around, saw the others busy with their work or resting, lowered his voice, and said, "But where have we spent most of our energy? We spent it on calculating output, taxes, who eats more and who eats less. As our intake decreases and our consumption increases, our energy will diminish. The less energy we have, the more we can only think about tomorrow's food. In other words, this current situation has been meticulously designed to make us only think about the present."

Even though only a day had passed, Lin Sanjiu could feel it, too. To maintain the basic survival needs, she had exhausted herself thinking only about how many food balls they needed to produce that day to ensure that everyone would not die the next day. Even the day after tomorrow seemed too exhausting for her to think about.

"We can only struggle on the line of survival every day. Naturally, we don't have any energy to do what we should do." Ji Shanqing shook his head. "Even one more food ball would move us away from the survival line, reducing our struggle time... Only by doing this can we do what's truly important, which is finding the exit. If we can't get out, Han Suiping will eventually die from not working, just wasting our food for nothing."

He was right, but Lin Sanjiu couldn't calm down.

"So, we have to sacrifice Han Suiping?" she retorted. "Exchange his life for our survival?"

Ji Shanqing knew she would not want to give up any companion's life, so he proposed a solution.

"I can analyze his data." Judging from the expression of the grand prize, he seemed to have difficulty understanding the emotional impact of these words on humans. "I will keep his data. After we get out, I will code him somewhere else. For him, it's just the difference between one second and the next. He won't feel anything."

What about the original Han Suiping?

"He would die in this room."

Then, would the Han Suiping coded outside this room still be himself?