Thriller Paradise Chapter 119: Death Questions and Answers (3)

"Of course...Since it is a special question with double scores, it will naturally be more difficult, please listen to the question..." Mr. You raised the question card and said, "Green Lantern... I think everyone knows it." He glanced at it. Glasses lens: "The source of their green light energy is'willpower'." He looked up at Feng Bujue and said: "In the universe, the green light represents willpower, so...what do the lights of other colors represent? Please name at least four, and the timing will begin!"

This kind of problem is impossible to trouble Feng Bujue. Even if it is not for collecting writing materials, he has read a lot out of interest. So at this moment he just reminisced a little, and then replied: "Well... I will tell you according to the color arrangement. Red light, anger; orange light, greed; yellow light, fear; green light, willpower; green light , Sympathy; blue light, hope; purple light, love. There is also a black light, which represents death."

The audience was silent. Mr. You looked at the answer in his hand, was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly said in a quick and firm tone: "Exactly right!"

The audience burst into applause second only to the beginning of the game.

"The number one player is really knowledgeable. After three questions, he has scored forty points. The other three players have zero points after two laps. The number one player is basically invincible." Mr. You The commentator said, he turned his head and looked at the guest seat: "What do the three guests think of the performance of player number one?"

After the camera was aimed at the guest seat, Ms. Arrogant actually spoke for the first time today. She only said two words: "Dead House." After speaking, she turned her head again and gave a cold snort.

The plague was paralyzed on the seat, supporting his cheek with his skinny hand. The skin on his hand was almost transparent, and the blood vessels under the skin could be seen. This posture made his appearance more haggard: " Speaking of...why is there no color that represents the plague..."

The cameraman (a translucent ghost) turned the lens to Hephaestus again. This guy’s comment is still inexplicable: "Cut...Isn’t it just lanterns and rings that collect free energy, that kind of thing? If you want to mass-produce, as long as the number of Cyclops' hard labor is enough..."

"Okay. Thanks to the three of you for your comments." Mr. You grabbed the conversation before the guy finished speaking, and sighed to Xiao: "Contestant number two, please listen to the tenth question." He burned. I read the previous question card and said to the next one: "Please spell it out in English accurately-Phenylketonuria. The timing begins."

As soon as the ticking sound effect sounded at the scene, Mr. You turned around and interacted with the audience: "As everyone knows. In English, medical terminology is a very troublesome piece. Those long and hard to remember..."

"a, PKU for short." Xiao sighed back, and continued. He spelled the entire word letter by letter.

Mr. You was stunned for a few seconds, and he used the hand holding the microphone to prop up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, opening his small eyes. I carefully confirmed the answer on the question card: "Um... correct!"

Xiao Tan's score was increased to ten, and applause from the audience followed.

"It seems that this question just asks the professional field of the second player, or is he particularly good at English?" Mr. You commented.

"This is actually quite simple..." Before Xiao Tan's words were finished, Mr. You raised his voice on his own, and said: "Then...Next..."

Mr. You turned to Siyu again: "Contestant No. 3, now only you and Contestant No. 4 have zero points. This question is very important."

"Oh." Xiyu answered indifferently, looking at the attitude. It seems to be saying "no big deal".

"Please listen to the question..." Mr. You took the new question card in front of his eyes, took a look, and said, "Please tell me. What does the chemical formula appear on the screen? The timing begins!" He said. , The small screen on the siyu console, and the big screen on the scene. There is a same chemical formula: 6.

"Glucose." Saiyu thought for a moment, then replied.

"Correct!" Mr. You said.

The audience cheered again.

"It seems that our players are very good. Will the suspense remain until the last lap? Or will it be ended in the next question?" Mr. You turned to the direction of sadness.

"Hey! Is this implying that I will become negative 10% after answering this question?" Meiling glared at Fatty You, "Even if it really became a negative 10%, I will still have a negative 10% in the next lap. Chance."

"Hehe...I will say this because..." Fatty You raised the next question card in his hand: "This twelfth question is another special question."

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Please listen to the question!" Mr. You said to the question card: "Please name three players who won the title of European Footballer in the twentieth century. Full names are not required, but... the nationalities of the three It cannot be repeated. The timing begins!"

Sorrow pouted again, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"This question about the sports world may be very simple for male players. I think if the No. 1 or No. 2 player draws, the 20 points will be the same as the one given away. Unfortunately, it’s us. Of female players were asked this question." Mr. You said, reminding: "There are 30 seconds left."

"Beckenbauer, Platini." Sadness actually said two.

"So far... correct." Mr. You said: "It is very interesting...The two mentioned by player number four are not only excellent players, but also served as officials later."

"Ronaldo!" Mei Ling seemed to remember the name suddenly, and then said.

"Fourth player, may I ask...Why do you think that a Brazilian has won the European Footballer?" Mr. You asked with a smile on his face.

"Huh? Is this a Brazilian?" Meiling asked back.

"Uh...why would you answer this name if you don't know him?" Mr. You said.

"Because I remember a lot of football players are called by this name, so I think... maybe one of them will be better than that." Bei Ling replied.

"Um..." Mr. You said: "Well, anyway, the answer to this question... is correct!"

The applause of the audience rang out, and Meiling's score suddenly reached twenty.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, and all audiences regardless of gender..." Mr. You said emotionally: "This is the first round, and there are four final questions left. Let's Take a look at the scores of the four players."

"The number one player leads by forty points. The number two player is ten points. It still looks quite nervous. The calm player number three is also ten points. And the fourth player is lucky to play on special problems, So far it has been twenty minutes." Following Mr. You's explanation, the camera was given to four people one by one.

"Then...If nothing happens, the players who enter the arena will be among the three players, number two, number three, and number four." Mr. You started to stir up the atmosphere and said loudly: "Now. Please everyone. Hold your breath and enter the last four questions of the first round!"

He turned to Feng Bujue and picked up the question card: "This question..." He paused on purpose: "It's not a special question."

"You mean, it doesn't matter if I get the wrong answer, right?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Yes, but I want to remind you. The player with the first score at the end of each round will get a mysterious advantage." Mr. You made a "one" with the hand holding the card. Gestures, and the tone of speech is very suggestive.

"Advantages..." Feng Bujue thought thoughtfully: "Anyway... you can ask first."

"Please listen to the question!" Mr. You said: "Excuse me...'It has meaning. Will is immortal. Knowing the mystery and power of will? God is a great will, with its specific characteristics. All things are everywhere. If a mortal has no weakness of weakness, he will never surrender to angels, nor succumb to death.'" He paused after saying this: "Who said the above? The time starts!"

"Huh...it's the last lap, this question is very insidious..." Feng Bujue sneered. Seeing his attitude, he seemed confident: "At the beginning of the article "Lizia". The author quoted This passage by Joseph Grenville serves to cater to the central idea of ​​the full text."

"Then your answer is Joseph..." Mr. You just said.

Feng Bujue interrupted: "But!" He pointed at Fatty You with his finger: "But...the author of "Likea" is Allan Poe, this drunkard cannot be trusted." He smiled and said: "Glenville is a famous theist. And Poe took a fancy to this point... In fact, Poe himself wrote the passage just now, and he made up these few lines. Then he marked one. Dash, write Granville's name, so that others think they are quoting the works of ancestors, but in fact...this is Poe's handwriting."

Mr. You said: "So...your answer?"

"No doubt. Poe." Feng Bujue said.

"Exactly right!" Mr. You waved his hand, burning the question card. The audience burst into applause and cheers again.

"Huh..." Mr. You sighed: "The number one player answered all four questions in the first round correctly, including a special question. The current fifty points are enough to get him first. Now." He turned to Xiao Tan: "Then what will happen to the fate of the second player?"

Xiao Tan is already in a cold sweat, and smiles dryly: "He...hehe...I'm ready to go to that arena..."

"Really...oooooooo..." Mr. You smiled and said: "But the questions in the last lap are really difficult, so... please listen to the questions!" He looked at the question card and said: "We are all I know... There is a fictional character called King Haibian (k-Ass). When he took off his superhero outfit, his identity was a student. May I ask, what is the name of this student?" Mr. You put down the question card, Looking at the little sigh: "Time starts!"

Xiao Tan became stupid after hearing the questions. He was a person who couldn't hide things in his heart. You could tell from the expression on his face... he didn't know the answer at all.

"Hmm..." Xiao Tan has watched the entire series of this movie, even more than once, but she didn't remember what the protagonist was called.

"There are still thirty seconds." While reminding him, Mr. You said coldly to the audience: "Ah, I can see the expression of player number one. He knows the answer. It's a pity that this question It’s not for him to answer."

The sound effects of Dita Dita continue, and Xiao Tan has no clue at all.

"Fifteen seconds left." Mr. You reported again.

"Well, I don't know." Xiao Tan couldn't bear the tension anymore, and he gave up before the time was over.

There was a boo in the audience.

"It's a pity that the score of player number two has returned to zero again, and it is currently the lowest score." Mr. You said, and then he came to the rainy console: "player number three, as long as you answer this question correctly, you It's safe, and as long as contestant No. 4 does not encounter the special question again, then even if she answers wrong, the result will not change. It can be said that...this fifteenth question will most likely determine the result of the first round. "

"Oh." Rainy's reaction was exactly the same as in the previous lap.

Mr. You's mouth twitched twice. He said for a long time, but the other party was still completely unmoved. He could only pick up the answer sheet and ask: "Well... Excuse me. The legendary... , The second hall, the fifth hall and the tenth hall, which three kings are they? Timing......"

Siyu gave the answer before the other party finished speaking: "King Chujiang, King Yama, and King Zhuan."

Mr. You burned the question card: "Correct!"

There was applause in the audience, at the same time. The cameraman also very shrewdly pointed the lens at the second position and sighed, and captured a bitter face.

Mr. You returned to the middle of the stage, facing the sad side. Looking at the last question card in his hand, he said: "This sixteenth question..." He deliberately paused for ten seconds: "Unexpectedly..." This guy seemed to have to pause every time two words popped out of his mouth. Click: "It turned out to be another special question!"

The audience fell silent for a moment.

"Now contestant No. 4, the score for Grief and Smiley is 20 points." Mr. You said: "If she answers this question wrong, the score will return to zero." His tone swelled and faltered: "Suspense. ... left to the last moment."

"Hey, fat man, if he and I become zero points, then who will enter the arena?" Suddenly, Bei Ling asked.

"Uh...Fatty..." Mr. You looked sad: "Okay. It seems to be calling me..."

He doesn't want to admit it. There is only a ghost photographer in the middle of the stage. Putting the photographer on the scale, it is estimated that it weighs about 21 grams.

"Huh huh...If there is a situation where two people are tied for the first place. Then there will be an over-the-match answer." Mr. You cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment: "And if there are two people at the end of the same score Circumstances, the two players will enter the arena together."

"Oh?" Sadly smiled slyly: "Heh... then I will just abstain from this question."

The audience was in an uproar, and Mr. You laughed without speaking.

Feng Bujue on the other side looked at Bei Ling. Thumbs up to her, one is to praise her for the correct strategy, and the other is to praise her for her loyalty.

Xiao Tan is simply grateful, no matter what the arena is, if two people go together, he feels much more at ease.

"I give up without even listening to the content of the topic... It seems that I don't need to ask you if you are sure." Mr. You smiled meaningfully: "Then... Please, two of you, arena!"

As soon as his voice fell, the seats of Xiao Tan and Wei Ling revolved and sank down. After descending into the dark space below the floor, the two of them were once again pulled away from the original by an invisible traction. Bit, came to the two slides again, and moved forward at high speed towards the unknown territory.

The scene of the big screen was switched at the right time, and an empty desert appeared in the lens. Not long after, on the tens of thousands of miles of yellow sand, Xiao Tan fell from the sky and fell on all fours. A few seconds later, the sad spirit also descended from the sky, his feet steadily stepped on Xiao Tan's stomach, and landed safely.

"Who will be the first executioner to appear in the arena today?" Mr. You said, "Although the four of us are not high-level existences, but... the lives of any class are dying When struggling on the edge, the kind of appreciation is unparalleled." He used a high-pitched tone to mobilize the emotions of the audience: "Who or what is it that will take on this **** task of one enemy two? "He leaned a few steps closer, staring at the camera lens, and the live music became weird and nervous.

Suddenly, Mr. You's expression changed, and he spoke quickly: "Before this, everyone who is watching our program, please note that you can still send text messages or log in to us through the interactive method at the bottom of the screen. Participate in the event of guessing the final winner on your website, and you will have the opportunity to get an exquisite gift worth 1,000 ghost coins provided by the scare box! Make a deal to scare the box! Win prizes and watch the death quiz! Thank you for your support!"

"Hey! What kind of advertisement should be inserted at the most critical time!" Feng Bujue shouted.

"Hehe...It seems that our number one player is a bit anxious." Mr. You smiled: "However, before I announce the first executioner in the arena, let our three guests comment on the players. Our first-round performance, by the way, their predictions about the executioners."

The camera was again arrogant~IndoMTL.com~ She arrogantly looked down at Fatty You in the distance and said: "If I comment, can you go to a corner to commit suicide?"

"Why did you make such a request... Has the contempt for me reached this level." Mr. You replied, wiping his sweat, "Uh...I'm afraid not."

"Huh..." So the arrogant stopped talking.

Next, the lens was directly given to Hephaestus. It seems that the cameraman has already seen through and should let the more reliable plague speak last.

"Will the executioner be a cyclops?" Hephaestus's comment was really cheating.

"If yes, you can find a corner to commit suicide!" Fatty You shouted.

Finally, the camera caught the plague, and he slowly spoke to Mr. You: "The performance in the first round basically shows their respective areas of knowledge. It is worth mentioning that the number one player is very comprehensive. As for the executioner... there is nothing predictable or unpredictable, ah, ah, ah... I am a knight, I already know what is in the desert, so... it's up to you the host to announce it."