Thriller Paradise Chapter 117: Death Questions and Answers (1)

[Crazy, Level 15]

[Sigh in vain, level 15]

[It's raining, level 15]

[Sorrowful Laughing Bone, Level 14]

【Please select the game mode the team wants to join. 】

[You have selected the team survival mode (normal), please confirm. 】

[It has been confirmed that the random value of the team size has been generated: four people. 】

[Your team has entered the queue. 】

[Matching is complete, neural connections are being coordinated, and the script is being generated...]

[Loading starts, please wait a moment. 】

It seems that their four-man team was very "lucky" to randomly get a four-man script this time. However, something abnormal happened during the script generation stage... The words "Welcome to Thriller Paradise" did not sound.

Furthermore, the four people were not teleported first, and then watch the opening CG from the first-person perspective, as in the beginning of the usual team survival mode. They just felt the elevator move a certain distance, and then they heard the system voice prompt for the next step.

【Loading is complete, you are currently in team survival mode (normal). 】

[This mode provides an introduction to the script, and there is a chance that side/hidden missions and special worldviews will appear. 】

[Scenario clearance reward: randomly draw a learnable skill card. 】

[The introduction to the script will be played soon, and the game will start immediately after the playback is complete. 】

The next second, nothing happened, there was no introduction.

"What's the matter?" The four of them were all thinking about the same question in their elevators.

Suddenly. They all felt that their feet were empty, and then they fell.

The floor of the elevator opened without warning, and no one had time to react to the sudden change, but fortunately, this was not the “open door kill” setting that happened at the beginning of the script. The players just fell about two meters. Height, and then fell onto a slide. An invisible traction pulled their bodies. Let them slide forward along the slides under each of them.

The design of this slide is similar to that of the water park, but there is no water. Instead, it relies on gravity and repulsion to pull objects on the slide to move at a fast speed.

The four of them all moved forward involuntarily in the dark environment. They didn't know the location of their teammates. I can't see anything, I'm just traveling on my own path at super high speed.

In a short while, this inexplicable opening ended, and they reached the end of their respective slides.

Feng Bujue was dragged by that invisible force and fell onto a chair with a large backrest, and then the chair spun up on its own. When it finally turned and stopped, Feng Bujue Rise into a seemingly open space. The surrounding light is very dim. He couldn't see too far away, he could only vaguely see the scene within ten meters.

Looking around, Feng Bujue found that Xiao Tan, Siyu, and Beiling were sitting on three such back chairs just like himself, each with a high operating platform in front of them. Individuals hold each side, and in the center is a circular open space about ten meters in diameter. The floor is made of large tiles, which are in black and white patterns like a chess board.

Just as they were at a loss, in the darkness. Suddenly a very provocative, deep and powerful voice sounded: "Ladies and gentlemen, and other audiences regardless of gender, welcome everyone to the'death question and answer' scene. Please invite the host, MR-- Yo!"

A column of light penetrated the dim environment and projected onto a channel connected to the central circular stage. At the end of the road was a huge skull-shaped door. At this time, the door opened and a large amount of white mist poured out. I don't know if this is dry ice or real clouds. In the next second, dozens of dazzling colored lights swept past. Accompanied by Jiangnan style music, a fat man jumped out of the door on horseback dancing steps. In the surrounding darkness, there was also a loud cheers.

This MR is especially bald, wearing a tuxedo tailored for him, wearing small round sunglasses, and a tall black top hat on top of his bald head. He has a naive face. Although he is fat, he appears flexible when jumping. He moved to the center of the stage like a large penguin. At the moment when the music stopped abruptly, he even put on an imitation sculpture "thought"者”的se……

"Hey...what is this...does it mean that horse-riding dance can fight for another 30 years..." Feng Bujue said.

"Welcome everyone! This is..." Mr. You raised the microphone in his hand and stretched it into the air.

At this moment, the surrounding lights suddenly lit up, and Feng Bujue finally saw everything clearly. This space is very similar to the recording site of a large variety show. The ceiling is full of light brackets, and the cables connecting the audio can be seen everywhere. The four players are all sitting facing the circular stage in the middle. The console in front of them has a bendable microphone, a coaster-sized answer button and four small buttons representing D. There is also a display screen. .

Thousands of demons and ghosts are sitting in the direction their backs are facing, that is, in the surrounding stands. They have almost everything, including ghosts, monsters, orcs, little goblins, vampires, werewolves. , Frankenstein, etc... Here, humans may be regarded as alien.

"Dead! Die! Question! Answer!" Without the directing of the live director, the audience still responded enthusiastically, neatly and resoundingly to the interaction sent by the host.

"Ohhhhhhhh..." Mr. You laughed like an Anxi coach, then snapped his fingers, and a cane appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Mr. You held the microphone in one hand and raised the cane in the other and said, "So... let me introduce the four contestants who are here today." He dexterously rotated the cane in one hand a few times. , And then, Chaofeng Bujue pointed out: "Number one, don't you feel crazy." He followed the same pattern and introduced one by one: "Number two, sigh in vain. Number three, like rain and lied. Number four, sad and smiling bones. "

"The prize for today's winner is..." Mr. You took out a white plastic medicine bottle from his pocket with the hand holding the microphone. There was no label or text on the bottle, "A bottle of 20 tablets of P-500 (panacea)." He held it up and showed it, and then put it down like magic, and the medicine bottle disappeared. "Of course, if they all die in the game. The prizes will be accumulated to the next period."

Feng Bujue was not idle during this period of time. He resorted to [Decisive Victory] to see who the SS in this script was, but what he saw was the data of the fat host in front of him. .

The data displayed by skills are as follows:

[Name: Mr. You]

[Race: Demigod]

[Level: beyond measurable value]

[Height: 160 cm]

[Weight: 103 kg]

[How to fight:? ? ? 】

[Weaknesses:? ? ? 】

[Have skills:? ? ? 】

[Dangerous level: extremely fatal. 】

At this moment, Mr. You just said: "Okay. Let's listen to each player's pre-match declaration! First of all, number one, Mr. Crazy."

"Uh...I think it's best to play according to the rules of this game." Feng Bujue said, winking wildly at his teammates.

Because they knew each other's details before entering the script, the other three naturally knew what Feng Bujue's title skill was for. When they heard this, they understood in their hearts...Don't resist. If you violate the rules of this script, it must be a dead end.

In fact, even if Feng Bujue didn’t say this, everyone wouldn’t act rashly. Even if they didn’t know if the amiable fat man in front of them was tough, they had to worry about the strength of the crowd around them, so many powerful monsters, just rush. When the number of a company is reduced, it can properly destroy all four of them.

"It seems like a meaningless nonsense." Mr. You laughed, and the audience burst into laughter. Then he pointed to a small sigh and said, "Contestant number two."

"Huh? Me?" Xiao sighed for a moment: "That...is it possible. Exit now or something?"

"Good question, the answer is..." Mr. You paused and smiled: "No."

The audience burst into laughter again, and Xiao Tan also twitched his mouth and laughed twice.

"Then... Contestant number three." Mr. You said to Siyu.

"There is nothing special to say." Siyu replied coldly.

"This beauty is so cool." Mr. You shrugged, and then he turned to Beiling and said: "Contestant number four."

"Can I ask what the prize is for?" Bei Ling's performance at this time was still very pragmatic.

Mr. You raised his eyebrows and replied with a friendly and credible expression: "Cure all diseases."

"Oh. Then can I ask..." Bei Ling wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Mr. You.

"Okay! Everyone, before the first round begins, let us introduce today's three special guests..." Mr. You pointed to the row of seats in front of the stand, and the lights came on in good time. there.

On the far left of the row is a blond white woman. Wearing a black suit, crossed his arms around his towering chest. She looked like she was about thirty years old, and she was beautiful, but the expression on her face was full of disdain and contempt.

"The first one is the'arrogant' lady from the seven deadly sins." Mr. You introduced.

"Huh..." When the camera was aimed at her, arrogance just snorted, don't go too far.

But the audience's response was very enthusiastic, with cheers and whistles one after another.

In the seat next to Arrogance, there is a young man who looks at his 20s, who is also in a black suit. He was in a ponytail, his face was bloodless, his eyes were dizzy, and he was almost lying on his seat.

"Second, Master'Plague', one of the Four Horsemen." Mr. You said.

The light was cast on the plague. He covered his eyes with his hand, as if the light could hurt his weak body. He coughed twice and said, "Cough...cough cough... Comfortable..."

"I always say that every time I see you, it's okay, you are much better than the kid with kidney deficiency." Mr. You continued.

The audience burst into laughter again.

The light was immediately given to the last guest. Sitting there was a middle-aged man with a strong face and energetic eyes. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and jeans. The muscles on his arms were like sculptures. The general lines are sharp.

"Next is the third place, Mr. Hephaestus, the **** of fire." Mr. You also added: "At the same time, he is the sponsor of our program prizes."

"Actually, I only came here because I was bored with those cyclops in the mine all day." Hephaestus said.

The audience gave sporadic applause, but some of the stands were seated by cyclops. They booed a considerable degree of dissatisfaction.

"Okay, everyone, next, our show will officially begin..." Mr. You suddenly moved for a moment, came to a camera, turned his face into a big close-up, and used amazing Speaking to the camera: "This show is exclusively sponsored by Fright Box. You will have a chance to get a gift worth 1,000 ghost coins provided by Fright Box by sending text messages to participate in the winner's guess. You can also log on to the website at the bottom of the screen to participate in our live broadcast Interaction. Make a deal to scare the box! Win prizes and watch the death quiz! Thank you for your continued attention!"

"No wonder this script does not have a brief introduction, nor does it say'Welcome to Thriller Paradise'." Feng Bujue ignored You Fatty, who was advertising with his voice, and said in his heart: "It turns out that there are hosts throughout the process. Come to explain the rules..."

Feng Bujue took a look at the surrounding monsters~IndoMTL.com~ all of them didn’t look like nasty characters, and that Mr. You should have the ability to kill him to scum in a second. It seems that the possibility of using force in this script is very low. Under this condition, there is no degree of freedom at all. At this stage, we don’t know what the rules of this "death question and answer" are. But judging from the name and Mr. You’s just now, it is obviously possible to hang during the game, but if you want to clear the customs , It seems that it can only participate in this way to the end.

"First round, the question must be answered!" Mr. You threw the cane into the air, and with a soft bang, the cane disappeared without a trace. Then, he took out a stack of cards from the inner pocket of his shirt. The cards were the size of an envelope and had a hard texture. The back was printed with death questions and answers. As for the front content, only the host could see it.

"The rule of this round is that I will ask four contestants one by one in numerical order. The answer time for each question is forty-five seconds. Those who answer correctly will add 10 points, and those who answer incorrectly or overtime will be deducted 10 points. There are a total of 16 questions. Question, the one with the lowest score at the end of the round will enter the arena." Mr. You finished reading the rules and immediately turned to Feng Bujue, "Then, please listen to the first question!"

Feng Bujue didn't have time to ponder the meaning of this "battle arena", so he had to concentrate and start listening to the topic.

"This is a historical question." Mr. You's tone was sophisticated and frustrated, and the rhythm was well mastered: "Excuse me..."