Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

The hunter only said that if the man won the game, he would let him go.

But he did not say what punishment the man would face if he lost the game.

But the hunter only said one puzzling sentence, "Don't worry, you won't lose."

The man stared at the hunter closely. He wanted to find a trace of teasing on the hunter's face, but he found that the hunter had no intention of continuing to play tricks on him.

Did the hunter check the magazine when he wasn't paying attention?

If there is still a bullet in the gun and that bullet is in the sixth position, the hunter will still be shot and the man will win.

The man picked up the pistol as if resigned to his fate. He had a hunch that the shot would definitely go off.

He just wanted to end this game quickly. As for what the outcome would be, he no longer wanted to think about it.

He pulled the trigger, and in an instant, he felt the high temperature caused by the bullet's speed, as if his entire head was boiling.

What surprised him was that, apart from the magma-like temperature, he didn't feel any pain.

His vision quickly turned into blur, and then turned into darkness. The man's body hit the ground heavily, and he seemed to have no breath.

The hunter picked up the gun slowly and raised it to his temple. Suddenly he remembered that only half of his head was left.

In desperation, the hunter had no choice but to stick the muzzle of the gun to his neck.

The sixth shot was also fired.

The man seemed to hear a violent gunshot. He opened his eyes and saw that he was in a very narrow space.

"Where am I...am I already dead?" he thought, "could it be that everything just now was just my hallucination? Or...did I have a dream?"

The reality was crueler than his imagination. The next second, he heard a familiar sentence.

"Also, there is another person behind the door..."

The man's eyes suddenly opened wide. This time, he did not choose to run away.

The hunter quickly found where he was hiding and handed him the gun.

But he remembered that the pistol was clean, but now it was stained with blood.

"Kill me, kill me." The man begged desperately.

He heard the hunter say coldly: "Our game is not over yet, let's continue."

The man's face was ashen. When he raised his head, he saw that the hunter was becoming more and more mutilated. Before, he still had about a third of his face and neck, but now only the part below the collarbone was left.

The man could probably guess that the sixth shot also had bullets.

He grabbed the pistol and shot himself five times in the head. There was not a single bullet in the gun.

He couldn't believe it, and he pulled the trigger again like a maniac.

Bah!

He did not die, but returned once again to before he was discovered by the hunter.

The man finally understood why the hunter said he would definitely win this game.

Because, as long as he loses, he will go back to the beginning of the game and play the game again.

The number of bullets in the gun is variable each time. The first time is three, the second time is one, or there are all bullets, or there may be no bullets at all.

The price of losing is to endure the next round of pain and death.

He did not have the right to refuse the start of the game. Even if he did nothing, the hunter would thoughtfully put the gun into his hand, then hold his hand and continue with the next shot.