I’m Flirting with a Man in the Supernatural World

At the last moment, a question flashed through Chu Huai's mind - did the sacrifice really refer to the female corpse?

The word "female corpse" was not mentioned from the beginning to the end in the **** words. He just subconsciously equated the female corpse with the sacrifice, but is this really the case?

Is the sacrifice a female corpse, or... him? After all, what is said in the blood is... a person who has committed a lot of crimes.

Could it be that in the plot setting of the game, he killed this woman himself?

Most likely.

So he was the "sinful one" who was part of the sacrifice.

The reason why it is said that he is only part of the sacrifice, not all, is also well-founded.

He tends to believe that the horror world will maintain the fairness of the competition, after all, the competition process is completely open to the residents.

Based on this premise, if he and Lou Ming were the sacrifices, unfairness would arise.

He and Lou Ming have different weights.

So what is the sacrifice is about to come out - human flesh.

Both the female corpse and him were sacrificial offerings.

So the combined weight of him and the female corpse is the combined weight of Lou Ming and his corpse, which maintains the fairness of the game - the weight of the sacrifices on both sides is the same.

And Song Chen called Lou Ming "mechanical legs", does that mean... Lou Ming has no legs?

If Lou Ming only had his upper body...

Mechanical prosthetics definitely cannot be used as sacrifices, so Lou Ming's real weight will be lighter than his own, and the corpse he gets must be heavier than his own.

Chu Huai never underestimated the enemy, and his subsequent series of assumptions were all based on the fact that Lou Ming knew that the sacrifice was human flesh.

It is very difficult to estimate Lou Ming's weight by himself, and Lou Ming also has a blind spot in estimating his weight—he still thinks he is Jin Tianyi.

And this blind spot is one's own advantage.

I am 20 catties lighter than Jin Tianyi.

This is the key.

This would cause Lou Ming to make a mistake in estimating the weight of his dead body.

Chu Huai figured out a way to win.

The first step in practicing this method is to give up the first round of the game.

…

Luo Ziyang stared wide-eyed, watching Chu Jiao on the screen stepping on the electronic scale with one foot.

Song Chen's expression froze, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he didn't catch it, and couldn't help being a little irritable.

A faint smile appeared on Jin Tianyi's face.

"Boss, how much does Jiaojiao weigh?" Luo Ziyang was confused and asked casually.

Chu Huai's body just blocked the counting board.

"Adding clothes should be a little more than 130 catties." Jin Tianyi was thoughtful.

"Although it's 1.8 meters tall, it's not light," Luo Ziyang muttered in a low voice, "Why is it so flat?"

Song Chen didn't expect Chu Jiao to be so heavy, and his expression was a little surprised.

"How much do you weigh?" Jin Tianyi looked at Luo Ziyang with a half-smile.

Luo Ziyang was uncertain: "It seems to be about 150 catties?"

It was only after he finished speaking that he understood Jin Tianyi's meaning, and clamored to retort: ​​"Although Jiaojiao is one centimeter taller than me, she is a woman! Men and women have different bone density!"

Jin Tianyi sneered secretly.

From Luo Ziyang's point of view, the result is decided anyway, Chu Jiao lost in the first round, and the next two rounds were even more useless, so he was not nervous, leaned over and bumped into Jin Tianyi's shoulder, and asked mysteriously: "Would you like to wear it?" What about the clothes? How much do you weigh?"

"Jiao is so skinny, won't you panic when you hold her?"

…

Chu Huai got off the scale.

I am 130 catties.

130 catties plus 120 catties, the total weight of sacrifices is 250 catties.

…

Fifty minutes passed quickly.

In the dark, Chu Huai's hearing was extremely keen.

When the skull under the black clock popped up to tell the time, there were very light footsteps and... the sound of swallowing saliva from the door.

The ghost walked into the next cell without any accident.

A few minutes later, the familiar stabbing pain came from the brain, and the words in blood appeared—the first round, 0 catties in the first cell, 10 catties in the second cell, and the second cell was favored by ghosts.

…

At this time, in the No. 2 cell, Lou Ming leaned against the wall with his arms folded, looking at the other ghost with his back facing him, who was gnawing on his arm bone, and felt absurd for a while.

He won?