Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

The agreed three-day deadline had arrived.

Lin Yu sat at home, staring at the two [Land of Certain Death Player Entry Tickets] in his hand, and let out a breath.

Although he had already set the groundwork for both identities, "Zhu Ming" and "May May."

But for Lin Yu, those were merely preparations before the performance.

It was like preparing costumes and makeup, setting up the stage and scenery, and plastering promotional posters.

"What will truly allow me to get what I want from this bet depends on today's performance."

According to the messages Li Hua and Comedian had sent via [Social]...

The two organizations had already negotiated the order for the five matches.

First match: [Nicholas] VS [Prisoner], determining the ownership of [High Mountain]'s [Item]!

Second match: [Snowy Owl] VS [Mountaineer], determining the ownership of [Snowy Owl]'s [Item]!

Third match: [Robin] VS [Chef God], determining the ownership of [Seagull]'s [Item]!

Fourth match: [Designer] VS [May May], determining the ownership of [Siren's Blessing]!

Fifth match: [Zhu Ming] VS [A-Yin], determining the ownership of the "Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Silk Demon Lord"!

Additionally, whichever side won three out of five matches would also gain ownership of Li Hua's [Naga's Guidance].

So...

Lin Yu took out the [Land of Certain Death Player Entry Ticket] that [Order] had given him, focused his mind, and concentrated his consciousness onto it.

Then, Lin Yu felt the familiar sensation of "weightlessness" and "dizziness."

A moment later, Lin Yu opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a spacious room with no windows and only two metal doors.

Inside, there were tables, chairs, a bed, and a transparent refrigerator filled with food and drinks.

Lin Yu realized he had already arrived at the "Land of Certain Death"!

Although this was his first time here, Lin Yu was not flustered because he had confirmed the details of the Land of Certain Death with Shen Bingmiao beforehand.

This place was the "Player Lounge" of the Land of Certain Death.

Unless a player was dragged up from the "Eternal Cage," any player or native of any realm choosing to conduct a bet in the Land of Certain Death would have an independent "Player Lounge" before the match started. The furnishings and specifications would vary depending on the individual, catering to the needs of different races and beings.

As for those two doors, one led to the spectator stands, and the other led to the arena—until the start of the player's match, the door leading to the arena would remain temporarily locked.

Players were free to choose whether to stay in the lounge or go to the spectator stands to watch other matches.

This was why Lin Yu dared to let both of his identities participate—because after finishing one match, he could switch to the other identity without anyone noticing any flaw.

Even if [Zhu Ming] and [May May]'s matches were back-to-back, there was still ample preparation time in between for Lin Yu to set everything up.

So, Lin Yu directly pushed open the door leading to the spectator stands.

After walking through a corridor filled with white light for a short while, Lin Yu reached the exit to the spectator stands—and for the first time, he saw the Land of Certain Death from the perspective of a live audience.

Grayish-white, neat, massive stone bricks formed an incredibly vast giant arena. Around the arena, dark red chains and pitch-black iron pillars outlined the edges, separating it from the spectator stands.

The spectator stands were also built from grayish-white stone bricks, forming a tiered structure surrounding the arena, extending layer by layer backward.

Lin Yu took out the [Land of Certain Death Player Entry Ticket] that [Order] had given him, focused his mind, and concentrated his consciousness onto it.

Lin Yu turned around and saw [Nicholas].

This chubby, white-bearded uncle, wearing thick red clothing, let out a "ho-ho-ho" laugh when he saw Lin Yu.

"Ho-ho-ho, I thought I'd be the first to arrive, but it turns out you young man beat me to it."

Although Nicholas and Lin Yu came from different rooms, the two entered the spectator stands through the same passage.

After all, Lin Yu had noticed that the entire arena had only eight spectator passages—but there were certainly more than eight player lounges.

And within the passage, there was no visible path leading to other rooms. Clearly, in this "god's" domain, within a Divine Kingdom fully controlled by a deity, not everything could be explained by common sense.

"I just arrived a little early to scout the venue beforehand," Lin Yu said modestly, then sat down with Nicholas in a higher spot.

There was still some time before the first match began. The two were indeed the earliest to arrive; the entire spectator stands were empty except for them.

Nicholas looked around and chuckled deeply: "Ho-ho-ho, it looks like this bet of ours is going to have quite a few spectators!"

"What makes you say that?" Lin Yu was somewhat surprised.

He knew that, besides the players, some members of [Order], [Night Watchmen], and [Free Alliance] would probably be present for this bet.

After all, besides the [Land of Certain Death Player Entry Ticket], there were also things like [Land of Certain Death Spectator Entry Tickets].

Lin Yu knew that the bet between [Order] and [Free Alliance] seemed to have been spread on a small scale within certain circles under the deliberate guidance of [Order]'s higher-ups.

But why Nicholas was so certain there would be many spectators was something Lin Yu didn't understand.

"Because using a [Land of Certain Death Spectator Entry Ticket] often comes with a reserved 'seat,'" Nicholas pointed to numerous seats in the spectator stands that were emitting faint light, "Those are the reserved 'seats.'"

Lin Yu looked around; at least a hundred seats had already been reserved.

"It seems that besides the three organizations involved in the match sending people to watch and cheer, plenty of other experts also want to see the bet between [Order] and [Free Alliance]. Ho-ho-ho... fine, let them enjoy the show," Nicholas said confidently, and Lin Yu nodded in agreement.

"Quite a few spectators, huh..."

For him, this was actually a great thing!

After all, the more people who could appreciate his outstanding performance today, the better!

As Lin Yu was thinking this, more and more people began entering the spectator stands of the Land of Certain Death.

[Prisoner] Old Zhou from [Free Alliance], like Nicholas, was competing in the first match and arrived early as well.

Then, as one of the instigators of this bet, [Comedian] also came to the reserved seats, even though he wasn't competing.

Next, everyone from [Free Alliance] except "Zhu Ming"—those who had been at Li Nian's villa, including [Undertaker] Xiaoyun and [Magician] Qianhuan—arrived one after another.

As for "Zhu Ming"... Lin Yu had taken leave with a reasonable excuse.

And beside Lin Yu and Nicholas...

[Gambler] Li Hua arrived and took his seat, accompanied by [Good Night], [Paper Kite], and [Loquat Candy].

"What about the two from [Night Watchmen]?" Lin Yu looked at Li Hua and asked curiously.

The one who answered was [Loquat Candy], who looked a bit weak.

"I just removed the 'curse' from Snowy Owl, so she should be resting in her lounge for a while."

"As for Robin... I think she just wants to spend some more time alone in her lounge."