Everyone present fell into a deathly silence.
Eleven living people, gone…
No one knew what they had encountered, nor where they had gone. They simply vanished with the turning of the chairs.
Li Li's face was ashen. The pink hearts in front of him had decreased by one, leaving only two.
Bai Youwei was speechless. He had just scoffed at the question, and in the blink of an eye, he'd answered incorrectly, a truly dedicated effort in self-sabotage.
Tan Xiao laughed heartily from the side: "I guessed right! Hahahahahahaha hic!"
Tan Xiao received a small pink heart.
Yan Qingwen glanced at everyone's points and frowned, asking, "Li Li, which one did you choose?"
"D," Li Li replied sullenly. "Rainbow colors, right? Orange, yellow, red, green, blue, indigo, violet."
Zhu Shu kindly told him, "Li Li, it's red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet."
Li Li's expression was bitter: "How could this be… I felt like orange, yellow, red, green, blue, indigo, violet flowed better…"
Tan Xiao, smug with his new heart, made a heart shape with his hands over his own heart counter and gestured towards Zhu Shu, sending a playful burst of affection.
Zhu Shu couldn't help but laugh.
"You little punk! Do you think I'm dead?!" Li Li erupted in anger from across the room. "Before you try to flirt, go home and look in the mirror! Don't embarrass yourself in public!"
"Damn!" Tan Xiao glared and cursed. "What the hell does my flirting have to do with you?! Are you a gossip? Gossipy Li!"
"Say that again, I dare you!"
"I said it, so what? Four-eyed frog! Come and hit me if you have the guts!"
Li Li wasn't good at cursing, much less at making threats. He trembled with rage, pointing at Tan Xiao: "I'll see how long you can be so arrogant! The next question will send you to your grave!"
Tan Xiao took out his jigsaw puzzle and flaunted it: "You can't send me anywhere~ oh no, you can't send me anywhere~"
Li Li: "You brain-dead poser!!!"
"Have you two had enough?!?!"
A furious roar suddenly erupted from the other side. It was Fei Ge.
He sat in his metal chair, his face livid, eyes bloodshot, and the veins in his neck bulging.
"Bastards! Shut the hell up!!! My brothers are dead, and you're still in the mood to argue here!!! Get out! All of you get out of here. Ahhhhhhh!!!"
Fei Ge roared hoarsely, then large tears welled up in his eyes, and he covered his face and wept uncontrollably: "Damn it! They're all dead! My brothers are all dead! My brothers…"
Everyone fell silent.
All that could be heard was the sorrowful cries of a strong man.
Regardless of any previous grudges, being strapped to this turntable meant they shared the same fate. If one perished, the others were in danger.
Everyone felt heavy-hearted.
Eleven people were dead.
This was something even Bai Youwei hadn't anticipated.
Because she truly believed this question was extremely simple!
However, when it came to general knowledge, who could be certain? Everyone had their blind spots. Perhaps the next question, which might seem incredibly simple to others, would only leave her perplexed.
Bai Youwei spoke softly, "Your brothers died, so you want to cry. We narrowly escaped death, so we want to laugh. They had an argument, so they are angry. Human joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are inherently different. Even if you see a trace of sadness on our faces now, it actually has little to do with your brothers… Those emotions, ultimately, stem from thinking about ourselves."
Her voice was gentle, casual, and sounded particularly cold-blooded in the oppressive atmosphere.
As if she was born with a heart of stone.
Fei Ge resentfully raised his head and stared hard at Bai Youwei, with pure malice!
As if pouring all his hatred onto Bai Youwei alone!
—Hatred for the game! Hatred for the world! Hatred for himself! All the hatred!
Bai Youwei looked at him with an expressionless face: "You cried so painfully just now, was it only for your brothers? Didn't you cry for yourself even a little?"
"…" Fei Ge didn't speak, only his eyes grew redder.
The Overseer announced: "The game, continues—"