Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

Chapter 1246: Chapter 1127: Isn’t it Just About Coalitions and Alliances!?_1 Chapter 1246: Chapter 1127: Isn’t it Just About Coalitions and Alliances!?_1 “I am truly African, I was born and raised in Eiduste.”

“?”

Everyone looked confused.

Clearly, nobody at the scene had ever heard of this place.

The world’s understanding of Africa is so limited that even Cloud Dream’s real-time translation couldn’t decipher the name.

Eika was furious, “You’re lying!

You’re clearly from Florida!”

“I am truly African.” The black brother explained, “My home name is Uvuvwevwevwe Onyetenyevwe Ugwemubwem Osas.”

“???” Eika was completely stunned.

Not only him, the players who were originally watching their infighting were also shocked.

At the beginning, everyone thought that the Black brother was just a time-server, trying to cut ties with the American Players.

After all, judging by the current situation, once Eika was out, all the American Players would be eliminated one by one.

To survive, they must cut ties as soon as possible.

However, his ability to fluently utter a name that was ridiculously long and filled with various breathing and whistling syllables, almost like a tongue twister, greatly increased his persuasiveness!

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Although nobody could understand the name and Cloud Dream’s translation system only gave a series of approximate alphabets.

Many people didn’t even catch anything apart from “Wu wa wa wu ai, oh sas”.

Eika was still not convinced, “I don’t believe it!

You’re making it up!

If you dare, repeat it!”

The black brother sighed helplessly, then repeated emotionlessly: “Uvuvwevwevwe Onyetenyevwe Ugwemubwem Osas.”

He repeated the name accurately, even the tone and rhythm were completely consistent with the previous time, which greatly enhanced the credibility of his words!

Even Eika was unable to refute it.

—He was still unwilling to believe in this outrageous name, but he couldn’t find a reason to refute it.

But soon, he didn’t have to worry.

With the flickering red light, a strong current passed through his body, sending him to his death.

Before his death, he only left one word as his last words:

“FUCK!!”

“OK!

Let’s continue!” Yi glanced at Eika’s body and calmly continued to steer the conversation.

He had successfully taken the leading position in this match.

Next, developments unfolded exactly as Qi Ye had predicted, it turned into a unique game of “Werewolf” —

The other players started voting out the American Players one by one, while the American Players, inspired by the black brother, tried their best to prove that they were not Americans.

If only Asian players and American Players were present, this would have been problematic.

After all, from a Western perspective, all Asians look similar, and from an Asian perspective, Westerners also seem pretty similar.

But among Asians themselves, they can make reasonable assumptions about each other’s nationality through some characteristics and accents.

The same goes for Westerners.

So this heated debate about “hiding identity”, “exposing identity”, “presenting evidence”, “public questioning” became very intense.

In particular, every time a vote was cast, there was only a three-minute gap, which greatly intensified the debate.

At the same time, it made the voting results very unclear — the conclusions are not always correct, and it’s easy to change due to impulsive moment and shifts in perception about a person.

In this emotionally charged “democratic” voting, Eika and his fans were the first to be voted out and electrocuted, followed by the white brother who had American elements in his attire.

In the middle, because several black brothers accidentally revealed their identities, all the black people began to be affected.

The black brother tried to fight back: “This is racial discrimination!”

Hearing this, the European players hesitated for a moment.

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But the Russian players stated: “We don’t do that here!”

Yi was even more righteous, “You’re talking to us Asians about racial discrimination??!”

Middle Eastern players: “Infidel!”

Yi paused for a moment and subtly looked at the Middle Eastern player.

Qi Ye also sighed silently in his heart:

After national conflicts and racial discrimination, is religion also getting involved?

Will it really be okay to continue like this?

The American Players and Black players were voted out one after another.

Even the impressively named “Wu wa wa wu ai…Oh sas”, was reluctantly voted out.

Next was the guy who called everyone infidels.

Then came the one with the turban.

Next was the third brother.

Then the Europeans…

…

Yi was always at the forefront of the debate.

Qi Ye, however, stayed inconspicuously hidden in the crowd.

But he never missed any vote.

He was always paying attention to the ratio of various tags in the field, occasionally saying a sentence or two to slightly guide the direction of the discussion.

But he never said too much, regardless of whether his opinion was accepted or rebutted, he wouldn’t say more.

In fact, what he wanted was not to guide the overall “wind direction”, but just to show a sense of participation.

Otherwise, at the last stage, having no presence might be disadvantageous.

Everyone has become familiar with the process, so everything was progressing very quickly.

The Daxia players reach an unspoken understanding without prior communication, using the most simple and crude technique of forming alliances and scheming – even those who hadn’t fully understood the situation, subconsciously went along with this tactic, eliminating the competing players from other countries one by one.

In the end, only Daxia players were left in the field.

Adding up, there were still 18 people left.

In a match of 100 players, this was not enough to gain a decisive advantage.

But after a chaotic war of words and intriguing moves, the Daxia players had astonishingly cleared all their competitors.

However, now they were a bit torn —

“Who are we voting for next?”

Sex?

North or south?

Or provinces?

A few fans looked at Yi.

Others also looked at Yi, who had been active on the front lines all along.

But a cold sweat trickled down Yi’s forehead.

When facing outsiders, he couldn’t care less no matter how he messed up, after all his base was still in Daxia, and the game mechanism required players to attack each other, so he was under no pressure.

But if it’s just his own people…

He wouldn’t dare to take the lead in this, would he?

It could kill him!

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred —

“Ding!”

An arrow pointing at Yi suddenly turned red without warning.

Since everyone was looking at Yi, naturally all their arrows were pointing at him, but without voting, the arrows were colorless.

The sudden change to red indicated that someone had voted for him.

“?”

Yi looked at the brother who had claimed to be his fan from the start.

But the next moment —

“Ding!” “Ding!” “Ding!” …

The arrows pointing at Yi turned red one after another.

In just a few seconds, Yi had been unanimously chosen as the next unlucky lad.

“???”

Yi was shocked, “You guys are casting aside the grindstone after the grinding!

This is immoral!”

The fan brother promptly responded, “I have no morals!!”

“You…

” Yi was at a loss for words.

A moment later, as the red light flashed, he fell heavily with an electrocuted body.

Before his death, laughter echoed in his ears.