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- Chapter 124 Death Questions and Answers (End)
"Correct!" Mr. You announced after a long time. The score on the console increased accordingly. Feng Bujue's score had reached 120 points. . .
The audience burst into cheers and applause, the sound engineer played a fast-paced soundtrack, and the lights flashed in time.
"Haha, Contestant No. 1 seems to be getting better." Mr. You said with a smile: "Thenthe next thing he has to face is the fourth question." He burned the question card for the third question and looked at it. He glanced at the new question, looked at the ground with a sly smile, and said, "This question is worth 120 points!"
The audience was in an uproar, Xiaotan and others were also shocked when they heard this.
"Contestant No. 1, the four of you" Mr. You looked around: "The fundamental purpose of the four is to survive, not to compete. In the second round, it doesn't matter who wins, the real key is to win. Who will that person choose to go to the arena?" Mr. You said: "The scores of contestants No. 2, 3 and 4 are zero, twenty and zero points respectively. It can be said that you now have a considerable advantage. As long as they all give up on the second question, you can guarantee your first place."
"You mean, there is no need for me to continue risking my score to zero, right?" Feng Bujue asked.
Mr. You replied: "Haha I'm just analyzing the situation for you. If you are the one responsible for making suggestions among the four, I think your teammates will be happy to cooperate."
"You mean teammates? Haha Since you knew from the beginning that our goal is to survive as a whole, not to compete for the first place." Feng Bujue's expression changed, and he threw an evil sneer at the other party, as if he was really It was as if he was possessed by joker, and his tone of voice also changed: "Then I want to ask is there any point in the arrangement that only the first place can get the prize? We are a team, does it make any difference who gets the prize?"
"Uhthat" Mr. You hesitated. It was not that he was confused by the question, but that he didn't want to answer.
"Also, as long as other players are prompted, points will be deducted from the player who answered the question. This rule is obviously designed for teamwork. If it is in a competitive game, the players will not prompt each other. There is no way. This kind of restriction is needed." Feng Bujue sneered: "Hmphcan I put forward such a hypothesis" He raised an arm and pointed at the title of the program displayed on the big screen, "Death Questions, this On the surface, the show is a game between four contestants competing for first place, but in fact, it is a team survival game.¡±
Feng Bujue simply sat upright, placed the microphone and said: "Every round, someone will enter the arena, but that may not lead to death. The arena is just a trial at the end of each round. There are people who fail to get the highest score. You may enter To put it simply, it doesn't matter if you can't answer the question. People with strong fighting ability can still enter the next round." Feng Bujue tilted his head, propped his elbows on the operating table, and stared at Mr. You's twinkling eyes. Uncertain eyes said: "So what we have experienced so far is just preparation and accumulation for the last round of this game. That may be the third or fifth round I don't know In short, The final round will be the real 'death question', and at that time" Feng Bujue leaned back on the chair again: "The 'scores' accumulated before will play a certain role in what I still have at the moment. Unknown, very important role.¡±
The scene was completely silent. Except for the monsters that made sounds at certain times, such as the hiccup monster, the audience was in solemn silence.
Mr. You held the microphone, and the lighting engineer shined a bright cylindrical light on him. He walked to the camera, and his face gradually showed excitement and smile: "Dear viewers, Contestant No. 1" Mr. You this time He spoke in a low voice, but because it was very quiet at the moment, everyone heard clearly: "He actually guessed the rule changes in the third round This" He suddenly raised his voice: "This is unprecedented! Let's We give him applause and cheers!¡±
The audience was excited, applauding, whistling, and howling, accompanied by howls of some werewolves.
Mr. You moved his short and fat body staggeringly back to Feng Bujue's console: "But it's a pity that I can't tell you the specific rules of the last round now."
"I think I know enough." Feng Bujue said: "Anyway, the fourth question, 120 points, I choose to answer."
"Please listen to the question!" Mr. You raised the question card and said: "Among the following four characters, who is the richest" He paused: "a, Tony Stark; b, Bruce Wayne; c, Uncle Scrooge; d, Forrest Gump."
Feng Bujue immediately pressed the c key, and Mr. You asked unhurriedly: "Your answer is Uncle Scrooge?"
"Of course, that duck is not on the same level as the other three guys."
"Answer" After an expected pause, Mr. You said: "Correct!" Feng Bujue's score reached 240 points, and the audience burst into applause.
Mr. You burned the fourth question card, glanced at the fifth question, and said, "Contestant No. 1, if I tell you now that the fifth question is very, very difficult to answer, will you give up?"
¡°Tell me the score of this question first.¡± Feng Bujue would naturally not be easily fooled by the other party.
"The value of this question is" Mr. You's expression suddenly became a little strange, "One thousand skill points."
Neither the audience nor the guests had much reaction, but after the four players heard this sentence, they all looked in disbelief.
"Whatskill value?" Feng Bujue asked tentatively.
"Nonsense, what are you talking about about skill value?" Mr. You spread his hands and smiled at the camera, and the audience also burst into laughter.
"I want to answer!" Feng Bujue said firmly: "Report the question." He just thought that in this script, the skill value was considered a normal concept.
"Humph" Mr. You sneered, picked up the question card and said: "So far, you have only received one fear rating in Thriller Paradise"
"What did you say?" Feng Bujue's eyes widened and he interrupted Mr. You almost instinctively.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Mr. You asked in a relaxed tone.
"What the hell is going on" Feng Bujue asked as he tried to stand up, but Mr. You waved his finger lightly, and an invisible force pushed him back to his seat.
"Who asked you to stand up?" Mr. You said in a tone like an adult lecturing a child: "Listen to me to finish the question."
At this moment, Xiaotan, Beiling and Xiyu all felt an indescribable sense of oppression. The atmosphere of the stage changed, becoming depressing and terrifying
Mr. You then read the question in his hand: "So far, you have only received one fear rating in Thriller Paradise. What is ita, full of courage; b, commendable courage; c, panic; d, trembling with fear."
Feng Bujue looked at Mr. You suspiciously, slowly stretched out his hand and pressed the button representing option a. Before Mr. You announced the answer, he heard the system prompt: [You have gained 1,000 skill points]
"Are you a derivative?" Feng Bujue asked in a lowered voice. His first reaction was this, but he was wrong.
"Do you suspect that I am a species with a lower dimension than you?" Mr. You said with a smile: "Hehehe don't make such a joke, okay?" He burned the question card and took out the next one: "No. Six questionsThe reward for correct answers is a pass to the 'other world' of the horror paradise." He said, moved his fingers, and a small black card appeared between his index and middle fingers, "Wrong answer If you do, your psychic weapon will disappear."
Feng Bujue¡¯s brain is running rapidly From the beginning of entering the script to now, the continuous accumulation of various abnormal phenomena seems to have caused a qualitative change in everything at this moment.
"That's enough." A strange voice sounded.
It was a man in a suit with brown hair. He suddenly appeared in the center of the stage, standing one meter behind Mr. You.
In an instant, Mr. You¡¯s expression froze, and the smile froze on his face. The three people at the guest table were just as if they were sitting in the office making jokes and suddenly saw the leader coming in. Their sitting postures and expressions all changed. The audience at the scene was stunned.
The blockbuster called fear has been piled up, just waiting for that little flame to detonate the whole place.
Simon stood behind Mr. You, looking down at the fat man's neck: "Are you going to talk with your back to me?"
"Hahahehedon't daredon't dare." Mr. You's sweat flowed down from his hat like a waterfall, and nervousness and fear were written directly on his face.
Simon turned his attention to the cameraman again. He didn't say a word, just a look. The translucent ghost let out an extremely painful wail. His whole body was covered with a layer of bright light, and then exploded like fireworks. , the soul is flying to pieces. The camera in front of him was naturally blown to pieces.
¡°Get out of here, you idiots.¡± Simon said this in the center of the stage with a medium volume and an unquestionable tone.
The demons and ghosts in the auditorium were like people who had seen a ghost, making all kinds of shouts like killing pigs, rolling and crawling towards each exit. For a while, smoke and dust billowed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Most of the door frames were broken, and some even broke through the wall and escaped to the ground.??Go.
In less than thirty seconds, there were only four players, Simon, Mr. You, and three guests in the guest seats left in the entire recording studio.
"Long time no see, brother Simon, hahaha" Hephaestus smiled and wanted to get closer.
Simon just replied calmly, "It's youhow is the goods I ordered?"
"Well you also know, Brother Simon, it is very troublesome to make weapons suitable for you. Besides, we have agreed to deliver them before the end of the 21st century"
"But I think you seem to be very free?" he interrupted.
"Understood! Understood! I will disappear immediately! Haha! Please do it yourself, haha" Hephaestus said this and really disappeared.
"I didn't expect you to come to such an occasion." Simon moved his eyes to the arrogant body again.
"Hmph" She snorted coldly, "You are lenient enough."
"This is also business for me." Simon replied: "If you have anything private to tell me"
"Huh!" Arrogant didn't hear what he had to say, and turned into a puff of black smoke and left.
"Why are you looking at me?" Next, Master Plague met Simon's gaze: "Isn't it okay if I just look at you and don't say anything?"
¡°You placed your bet,¡± Simon replied.
"Most of the senior staff have placed bets." Plague put on an innocent look.
¡°I¡¯m the referee.¡± Simon answered.
"That's because no one can beat you, but"
"There is a but?" Simon said in a deep voice.
"OkayI was wrong, I was wrong, okay, I'll just leave." Plague coughed twice and turned into black light and went away.
Simon¡¯s eyes returned to Mr. You again, ¡°Okay, please explain, what does this mean?¡±
"Uhbrother, can I ask, what is going on?" Feng Bujue waved to Simon and interjected with a sincere face.
Simon glanced at Feng Bujue, then snapped his fingers. A second later, the bottle of SCP-500 appeared in his hand. He threw the bottle to Feng Bujue and said, "You have passed the level."
Feng Bujue took the flying medicine bottle without looking at its properties, and immediately asked: "What on earth is going on? This script"
"Don't worry, I guarantee that this situation will never happen again, at least not in a short time" After Simon said this, all four players turned into white light and were forcibly teleported.
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In the landing space, Feng Bujue established team communication: "Have you all been teleported too?"
Xiao Tan then said: "Yes."
"What was the situation in the script just now?" The sad voice also appeared.
Xiyu's voice sounded: "It seems there was a conflict between the bosses in the script, and then they drove us away?"
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Feng Bujue said: "The man in the suit who suddenly appearedhis tone sounded like he was gm. Maybe we have encountered something big."
"What should we do?" Xiao Tan asked.
"What should I do? Didn't you get the reward for completing the level? If you ask the customer service, you probably won't know anything about it. You can't complain and sayit's too easy to clear the level after playing half of the game." Feng Bujue said.
¡°Didn¡¯t you realize that all the fear ratings I¡¯ve received so far are ¡®full of courage¡¯?¡± Xiyu suddenly asked.
"Captain, are you cheating?" Bei Ling continued.
"Ah well" Feng Bujue really didn't think about how to answer this question. He wasn't very familiar with these two girls. They were just friends he had met in the game. Could it be that he was suffering from an unknown brain disorder? Did you confess about your illness?
But then he thought about it, if he made up an excuse now, even if the excuse was temporarily valid, maybe they would find out the truth from Xiaotan After thinking about it for a while, Feng Bujue said: "No. Cheating, of course, is not playing games after being injected with sedative drugsI just won't feel scared."
As soon as these words came out, Xiyu and Beiling naturally wanted to continue questioning.
Feng Bujue rushed to them before they could ask the question: "But why is this happening? I'm sorry that I can't tell you, but don't ask Xiao Tan. Even if it's just a little bit of my knowledge, I hope you can keep this secret."
After a period of silent silence, Xiyu said: "Okay"??I won¡¯t mention this matter anymore. "
Hearing what she said, Sadling also added: "I have no objection. Don't worry, I also have a tight tongue."
"Wellthank you, why don't we just call it quits today." Feng Bujue said.
"Okay, I'm a little tired too, so I'm going to get off." Xiao Tan responded.
Xiyu and Beiling also expressed their intention to log off, so the four of them said goodbye to each other and left the game.
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Time goes back a little, a few minutes ago, the death question and answer recording scene.
Simon looked down at Mr. You and said, "Who allowed you to bring them to the death quiz? You are not going to continue this show, are you?"
"Wellit's just a virtual projection, they won't really die" Mr. You seemed to want to explain.
"What did you want to do just now?" Simon asked.
"It was Woody who committed the foul first! He allowed Feng Bujue to enter the Thunderbolt world at ten levels, and he easily acquired psychic weapons." Mr. You defended directly.
"You mean you are correcting the consequences of some violations for me." Simon asked.
Mr. You's face turned pale. He knew that there was an extremely dangerous trap hidden in this sentence. If he answered "yes", the implication was that he was exercising the power of referee. With Simon's character, as long as he gave He had a valid reason. He would dare to kill even a true god, let alone a demigod.
"No!" Mr. You said, "I never meant that."
"You first gave him 1,000 skill points, and then you were going to take away his psychic weapon. Do you think you can settle it this way?" Simon said: "Do you think Woody would do anything if he knew about your little cleverness? How to do it?"
"Uh" Mr. You was speechless for a moment.
Simon said coldly: "He will not hesitate to throw the guy you bet on to the territory of the first-level derivatives, knocking his strength back by about ten levels."
"Butbut" Mr. You wanted to say something else.
"There is nothing wrong with Feng Bujue getting a psychic weapon. With his strength, there is no need to wait until around level 30 to get it. This is my judgment as a referee." Simon said: "From now on, you guys The little tricks of these guys should stop here." He snorted coldly: "I have completed the correction of the system, the backdoor left by Woody no longer exists, and you can't even think of intervening again, even for a second."
Simon said, walking towards the fixed main camera on the stage. He stood in front of the camera, his eyes as cold as razor blades: "The gambling has only officially begun now. Whoever dares to put his hand on the table again, I will chop off his hand." It¡¯s over.¡± (To be continued. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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