With a 'bang', the purple fog gradually dissipated.

The screen was restored to a clear resurgence, and the audience in the live broadcast room had no time to get excited, and soon started to hit the table helplessly.

The illusion was broken, and the environment around the body turned back into the wooden area.

The fishy smell of the sea surged up again, and those undescribable sounds finally dissipated completely. Xia Yihui's heart calmed down a little. He opened his eyes and saw a vast sea area in front of him.

Zhang Qingyu kept holding the gun, and it seemed that the shot he had just finished the peach-colored illusion.

Since Zhang Qingyu was able to face the scars deep in his heart, Xia Yihui certainly refused to admit defeat.

Even if the female referee targets him, she will be restricted by rules. Since this paradox title can be included in the question bank, there is no solution.

Xia Yi paused and said loudly: "Can you give a box mentioned in the title? This will make it easier for me to answer."

Many people on the cruise ship booed softly. Obviously, they believed that even if this box was given, Xia Yihui would not be able to deliver a complete answer.

The female referee had the same thought, and she sneered and waved casually.

A small wooden box emerged directly above the wooden board, which was tightly combined and no sound came out.

Xia Yihui approached the box and squatted down.

Seeing his movements, a trace of suspicion flashed in many people's eyes.

"What are you doing? The cat has been anesthetized and has passed by coma. Even if you get close to it, you won't hear the sound, right?"

"To be honest, after reading so many times, the title of this meeting called Xia Yihui is really the most difficult."

"What are the measures to do if you are not lucky? In my opinion, don't waste your energy. Hurry into the purple smoke and start the next round of answering questions. Maybe the next question will become a normal title."

The person on the head of the ship sighed and kept persuading Xia Yihui to give up, saying all the words were very discouraged. If a person with a weak mind was very likely to be trapped in the scam of wireless escape.

Xia Yihui glanced at the cruise ship deck.

Although the distance was so far, he boasted that he had amazing ear strength, but it was not such an amazing method. The interval was hundreds of meters, and the sound of these conversations was still poured into his ears without any leakage, like brainwashing.

The same is true for the math questions in the previous round of answering questions. At that time, his brain that lacked oxygen was not comprehensive in thinking about problems, and he could still understand it if he got a scam, but now he is not lacking in oxygen. It would be meaningless to use the same trick again for the second time.

Take out the knife from the space, and Xia Yihui cuts it roughly and directly along the wooden box grain.

Seeing his movements, the NC talked sound stopped, and the expression on his face was a little unfair.

The female referee's face changed and she exclaimed: "What are you doing?!"

"Didn't you ask the cat if it dies or lives?"

Xia Yihui narrowed his eyes and smiled. When his subordinates tried hard, the wooden box was broken open. He lifted a white cat that had no breath from inside, and said softly with a smile: "No matter whether the cat died or lived before, now... it has passed away."

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After a word, everyone carefully inspected the cat.

The white cat drooped, its lower abdomen was flat and there was no fluctuation at all. It looked like it was indeed dead.

Everyone on the deck of the ship began to whisper and exchange something. Obviously, they kept determining whether this answer could be considered as the answer was correct.

The female referee was very decisive. She smiled slightly and said, "You answered this question correctly, but... don't you feel that this cat is pitiful?"

After saying this, it seemed like it was being brought up by the rhythm. The ship crowd seemed to have found a catharsis point and started to insult.

"The referee is right. It's so cruel. Apply for the player to be disqualified from the competition!"

"The cat did nothing wrong, why did you just tell the poor kitten like this to know how to answer?"

"If the cat hadn't opened that little box, the cat could have survived..."

Unlike the one-sided style of the cruise ship deck, there are more barrage in the live broadcast room to cover Xia Yihui.

"I'm drunk too. I didn't see NC so excited when I killed someone. What does the deceased cat do like?"

"I just laughed at the one who said I was disqualified from the competition. Where did I get such a big face, I was speechless."

"I also raise cats. I feel a little complicated when I see the moment the cat dies. But if I face this situation, I can only say that human life is much more important than cat life. Moreover, Xia Xia does not represent him, he is also Zhang Dashen's 'Yu Ji'."

"It's the rhythm that the female referee leads! Look, she smiles now and looks 1551."

"Come on Xia Xia, keep moving forward, don't be affected by the NC."

Xia Yi looked at the barrage and curled his lips slightly, "Little fools, don't be angry, this is the female referee's psychological tactic, I won't be fooled."

When Xia Yihui's words were heard, everyone was fascinated by the doting tone in the words for a moment. After the response came, many people began to doubt.

Psychological tactics, what is psychological tactics?

Xia Yihui stuffed the cat back into the small wooden box, looked at the situation on Li Bai's side, and casually explained:

"It's the literal meaning. First, throw out a difficult problem that seems unsolvable, and let the NCs instill a concept in me: this question has no solution, so look at the next question."

"I was caught in the last round of answering questions. When the illusion was broken, I actually gave up the opportunity to answer questions. In this round, I calmed down and answered them steadily. The new psychological tactics began, saying that I was abused by cats."

"Duan game, if you really have to be serious, you will lose." Xia Yihui's smile on his lips was cold and he slowly spoke, "I don't even look at it, is this a real cat?"

The audience stopped one after another.

There are many younger children in the real world watching the live broadcast. They heard Xia Yihui's words clearly, but they were still full of suspicion and puzzled.

"I've clearly seen it clearly, that cat is a real cat!"

The younger ones are not open-minded, and the older ones have a lot of experience. They understand the subtext of Xia Yihui's words almost instantly, and then they are full of shock.

Without waiting for the elders to explain, Xia Yihui in the copy has already made an answer.

"After playing the game, I always easily get into the play too deeply. I am influenced by the emotions of the NC and am angry because of the injustice of the female referee. These are things that can affect my mood. All I need to do is to break all the illusions in front of me and firmly believe that I can return to the real world."

Unless the game is necessary, Xia Yihui rarely says such long sentences to analyze his mind. Rather than explaining these words to the barrage, it is better to say these words specifically for him to listen to.

nc is fake, female referee is fake, and cat is fake, and even the live broadcast audience may have calculated the copy to confuse the player's sight.

The only real one...

Xia Yi looked at Zhang Qingyu and curled his lips and smiled slightly.

"Are you ready? You're going to start a public execution again."

Zhang Qingyu pursed his lips and looked at him, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he finally nodded slowly.

There was a loud bang from the wooden board on the side. Before the sea monster got up, Li Bai quickly raised the note in his hand and read out the answer loudly.

A few seconds later, the female referee's voice came.

"The answer is correct, the score is 6:5 now~"

Xia Yihui did not stay for a long time, and walked side by side with Zhang Qingyu, and stepped into the thick purple mist again.

This time the illusion is built more grandly, and compared with the previous laboratory, it is simply not a heavyweight level.

This is a place similar to the corridor of the teaching building. The lights above the head make a sound of Ulaola. The corridor is full of blood and minced meat. There are two corpses in school uniforms that have begun to rot in the corner.

The air defense alarm was sounded, and a helicopter flew through the sky. The airdrop was filled with yellow smoke falling slowly and fell into the school playground.

As soon as I first entered the illusion, the purple smoke was not as thick as that, and the surrounding scenery could be seen very clearly.

Xia Yihui stared at the bulletin board on the wall for a while, and the paper on it was torn to pieces, and only half of the remaining one was left, which looked very shady.

The white and black words on the top are very clear.

[The research institute led troops to reconnaissance, the number of crawlers cannot be eliminated, and the number of survivors is unknown.]

[This place falls completely, and the organization approves the abandonment.]

[Rapporteur: Xia Yihui.]

Seeing his name, Xia Yihui sighed, and was rarely helpless: So why is Zhang Qingyu's obsession related to him? It sounds like he is really a scumbag...

I looked at the paper carefully again, and there was a small red seal printed at the end of the paper.

This red seal is familiar with every time. Every time he goes through the experiment, he always has to stamp the red seal at the end, so he can be sure that this piece of paper is indeed produced by the research institute and cannot be faked.

After thinking about it, Xia Yi turned around and asked Zhang Qingyu: "Do you still remember this place?"

Zhang Qingyu didn't reply. He stood beside the bed, his eyes kept looking at the airdrop that had just fallen outside.

In fact, Xia Yihui felt something was wrong as soon as he spoke.

The magic mirror imitates Zhang Qingyu's various obsessions, some things that easily make him fall and impressed him. It would be strange if Zhang Qingyu didn't know it.

As he walked to the window, the airdrop was quietly placed on the edge of the playground, with a thin layer of ice shrouded on the grass and trees, and the turf in some places was lifted up and traces of being excavated.

Xia Yima didn't say anything, just waited quietly.

In about a few seconds, a short little girl in a dirty and ragged school uniform staggered to the airdrop, bent over and searched randomly in the airdrop box.

Finally, she took out a compressed biscuit. She panickedly took apart the compressed biscuits, glanced around with vigilance, and stuffed the compressed biscuits into her mouth in three mouths.

In this city where you are in danger, it is not safe to hide where food is. Only by entering your stomach can you feel most at ease.

"Who is that?" Xia Yihui looked at Zhang Qingyu in confusion.

Zhang Qingyu's tone was quiet, "Not long after the mutant crisis broke out, we found experimental subject No. 57 in this school."

This is what Xia Yihui understood instantly.

He remembered the soft and weak little girl in his impression, and looked up at the dirty child on the playground like a mud monkey. To be honest, it was really difficult for Xia Yihui to get in touch with these two people.
To be continued...