Despair Game

Chapter 2: Punishment

The entire class was stunned by He Peng's actions. Jumping from the fifth floor was not a trivial matter. I was the first to react and rushed out of the classroom. He Peng's distorted body lay in a pool of blood on the ground below.

The class teacher and school leaders quickly arrived at the scene and called the police.

When the police arrived, they only inspected He Peng's body and then left. Every move He Peng made was captured on camera, and no one was allowed near him. Therefore, this incident became a matter of communication between the school and parents. No one knew the specific outcome.

Just as we were still in shock, Little Devil posted a message in the group:

"He Peng's punishment is over. The second round of the game is incomplete. The next Lucky King will continue the previous game until it is completed. Let's continue grabbing red envelopes!"

After saying that, Little Devil sent another red envelope.

This time, instead of excitement, anger filled the air. Many classmates started cursing in the group:

"Damn, are you a lunatic? He Peng just died, don't you have any humanity?"

"Enough is enough!"

I saw Li Juan trembling in her seat, and she also sent a message: "I don't know who you are in the class or if we have any grudges, but just because you have money doesn't mean you can't show respect for the deceased."

Even Zhang Ya, who rarely acted seriously, said, "Let's disband. Stop playing, it's quite boring."

Everyone was expressing their opinions in the group, but no one left the group. The reason I didn't leave was that after everything was over, I still hoped to receive some red envelopes. I guessed that others had the same idea.

Little Devil still posted a smiling face and said, "Once the game starts, it cannot end. You all agreed to this before. Since you took my money, you have an obligation to complete the game. In addition, leaving the group or telling others about this game will also be punished. If no one grabs the red envelopes, I will choose who gets to play."

Wang Rui directly cursed and said, "Damn, who do you think you are? You can punish as you wish. He Peng's death was just an accident. Do you dare admit that you killed him?"

Little Devil replied almost instantly, "Yes, I killed him!"

Those words instantly shook me to the core. My intuition told me that he didn't seem to be joking.

Wang Rui was silenced by that statement.

Talk is cheap, but there were still timid classmates who claimed the red envelopes. Once someone took the lead, no one wanted to be left behind. The red envelopes were quickly grabbed again. I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that I wasn't the Lucky King this time.

The current Lucky King was named Sun Xin.

After class, I went to the restroom. When I came back, I saw a fight happening in the classroom. I squeezed through the crowd to take a look and asked Xiao Ming, who was watching, what was going on. Xiao Ming rolled his eyes and said, "This Sun Xin probably believed what Little Devil said in the group. He was afraid of punishment, so after class, he secretly groped Li Juan's chest when she wasn't paying attention. Hehe."

With tears in her eyes, Li Juan slapped Sun Xin again and gritted her teeth, saying, "You want to clear my name? Do you think I would let trash like you touch me? I'll beat you to death!"

Sun Xin, who had probably reached his limit, shook off Li Juan's hand and pointed at her, saying, "That's enough from you! You killed He Peng, and now you want to kill me? I don't want to die."

"What does He Peng's death have to do with me?"

Sun Xin raised his voice, "If it weren't for you stopping him from touching your chest, would he have jumped off the building?"

After being yelled at by Sun Xin, Li Juan was momentarily speechless. She angrily leaned on the desk and cried, but no one went to comfort her. She had a poor reputation among her classmates.

Some classmates laughed and enjoyed the spectacle, while others analyzed who this Little Devil could be and who was playing the role in our class.

At that moment, a new message arrived in the group, sent by Little Devil.

"Sun Xin has completed the game. The red envelope amount is upgraded to 300 yuan."

"The third round of the game begins: Lucky King has to French kiss Su for thirty seconds, with a time limit of one hour to complete."

After saying that, Little Devil quickly sent a red envelope.

Originally, everyone blindly grabbed the red envelopes, but when they saw the content of the third round, they couldn't help but sigh. This seemed never-ending.

I couldn't help but ask, "Little Devil, dare you reveal who you are? It's fine to play, but can't you have some boundaries?"

Other students started to join in and say, "Exactly, Su is my goddess."

"Can we stop playing these dirty games? It's really speechless."

But human nature is difficult to predict. Some people silently grabbed the red envelopes. Just like last time, as long as someone took the lead, the others followed quickly.

When I thought about Su being kissed later, I anxiously opened a red envelope. To my disappointment, the Lucky King turned out to be Wang Rui.

Although Wang Rui was a troublemaker, he was loyal. He directly cursed in the group using voice messages, "f**k you! Do you dare to let me see who you are? Do you think I've been messing around for nothing? Do you think I can be played with in this game? I dare you to see what I'll do to you!"

It was clear that Wang Rui was genuinely furious. He already had a quick temper, and his interactions with people outside of school made me believe that Little Devil would have a hard time dealing with him if exposed.

Su is the belle of our class, looking very sweet. She often wears a white shirt and white canvas shoes. I have liked her for a long time but never had the courage to confess. There are too many people pursuing her, and she rejects them all by saying she wants to focus on studying. How could someone like me, a loser, ever have a chance? I can only silently admire her from afar.

Su made an awkward expression and said, "Everyone, stop playing and focus on class."

Throughout the incident, the Little Devil never responded. It seemed like no one took it seriously, but I couldn't help but wonder. There's only one and a half class periods in an hour. If Wang Rui really didn't play the game, would he be punished?

In my mind, I silently hoped that He Peng's death was just a coincidence. If Wang Rui was fine after an hour, I would immediately leave the group.

As time went by, I started to feel more and more nervous for some reason. I noticed Su, who was sitting in front, occasionally looking back at Wang Rui. Wang Rui seemed restless, constantly looking around. I knew that even though everyone acted tough, deep down, they were all afraid, just like me.

During the middle of the math class, the Little Devil suddenly sent a message in the group:

"Five minutes left until the end of the third game."

I quickly looked around at my classmates, trying to see who was using their phone to send the message, but I couldn't find any clues at all.

Nobody responded. We were in class, and no one knew what would happen in five minutes.

Time flew by, and I stared at my phone. When the five minutes were up, the Little Devil sent a message right on time:

"Game time's up. Wang Rui didn't complete the game. Prepare for a chilling punishment."

Like the other students, I exclaimed in shock, and we all looked at Wang Rui. Would there really be a punishment in the end?

Wang Rui trembled indifferently and revealed a disdainful expression.

The math teacher slapped the desk forcefully and scolded loudly, "What are all of you looking at? Wang Rui! What mischief are you up to again? Stand up!"

Wang Rui innocently twisted his body to stand up, but he didn't forget to reply in the group chat with his phone: "f**k U" .

However, as soon as Wang Rui stood up, he seemed to trip over something under his feet. His whole body suddenly tilted forward, and on his desk, there was a pen standing upright with its tip pointing upward. I saw him insert that pen into the desk earlier.

I only heard him grunt once, and then he didn't move anymore.

"Oh, he's dead!"

The classmate sitting next to him screamed in fright and jumped up, running away. The math teacher hurriedly rushed over, dialing emergency services while checking Wang Rui's injuries.

I widened my eyes and saw through the gap that the entire pen was embedded in Wang Rui's chest, with a small section protruding from his back, stained with blood.

The class was in chaos. The math teacher barely managed to control his panic and tremblingly told everyone to gather on the playground, saying that the police would arrive soon to handle the situation.

Was this the chilling punishment they mentioned?

I felt my legs go weak. I was not only afraid of Wang Rui's gruesome death but also terrified by the words of the Little Devil. They seemed to be true!

One by one, the classmates walked towards the playground with heavy hearts, and I couldn't find anyone to talk to.

At that moment, another message came in the group chat, hitting me like a bolt from the blue.

The Little Devil first sent a smiling expression and then said:

"Punishment completed. Next, continue grabbing red envelopes. The Luck King will have to kiss Su for 30 seconds, within a time limit of one hour!"

Everyone stared at their phones, at a loss for what to do. Many female classmates started crying.

The Little Devil added another sentence:

"Oh, I forgot to mention, whoever doesn't grab a red envelope will take the place of the punished person and receive the punishment instead!"

I was just an ordinary student without much cleverness. I could only hope that all of this was just a game. The only thing I could do was carefully observe everyone in the class and find out who this Little Devil was.

A few girls with poor mental resilience were trembling and murmuring, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die," and then they opened the red envelopes.

Afterward, everyone began opening the red envelopes one after another. I saw Su standing alone on the side, seemingly with tears in her eyes. I wanted to walk over and comfort her, but her close friends rushed ahead of me.

I could only give up and pick up my phone to open the red envelope. 746 yuan!

Instantly, my scalp tingled, and I furrowed my brows and looked back at Su. She was also looking at me.

Someone next to me whispered, "The Luck King is Xiang Nan. Thankfully, it's not me. I don't want to play this deadly game!"

I sighed bitterly. This time, I became the Luck King. What should I do?