This time, the phone call came significantly later than before, as if everyone was carefully weighing their answers.

After all, this game truly killed people—anyone could be next.

And the choice between “life and death” was hidden within the answers of “yes and no.”

“Ring ring ring—!!”

Chen Junnan had been waiting for quite some time and reached out to grab the phone.

“Go ahead.”

“Um…” Yun Yao asked, “Did the person next to you die?”

“Yeah.” Chen Junnan nodded. “Most likely got squashed flat. He’s now a sauce-flavored handsome guy.”

“I don’t quite understand…” Yun Yao said hesitantly. “Why was it him who died?”

“I don’t understand either.” Chen Junnan said frankly. “Probably need a few more rounds before we can see any clues.”

“Mm…” Yun Yao on the other end thought for a moment, then said, “Chen Junnan, this time the question is ‘Let’s kill one more, shall we?'”

“Damn it…” Chen Junnan felt something was off. “Is this old lecher not even pretending anymore?”

“I feel like many people will choose ‘yes’…” Yun Yao said despondently. “After all, the fewer people who survive, the more ‘Dao’ each person gets in the end.”

The two held their phones in silence for a while.

“Big star… do you think the ‘deaths’ might be random?” Chen Junnan suddenly asked.

Yun Yao was startled by this, then asked, “You mean that last question about ‘Should it fall,’ would cause one person out of twelve to be randomly crushed to death? That means each of our chances of dying is one in twelve?”

“Yeah.” Chen Junnan nodded. “This fits the logic of ‘gambling,’ doesn’t it? Next the death probability is one in eleven. As the number of people decreases, our death probability each time will increase, like ‘Russian roulette.'”

Yun Yao felt Chen Junnan’s reasoning made sense, but upon careful thought, there were some flaws: “But this belongs to the ‘luck’ and ‘probability’ category—it’s not like ‘Earth-Snake,’ it’s more like a ‘Earth-Pig’ game.”

“True.” Chen Junnan nodded, then hung up the phone.

This new question was very important. If more people chose “yes,” it would directly prove that more people wanted to kill.

In other words, whether this game was “probability killing” or “strategy killing,” they would definitely do their utmost to eliminate their opponents.

He slowly extended his hand and pressed “no.”

He hoped that everyone would tell the truth for this question—that way they could better judge the situation on the field.

Chen Junnan pondered for a moment, then picked up the phone and pressed the dial button. This time it also rang ten times with no one answering, then was picked up on the eleventh ring.

“Hello?” A girl spoke up.

“What should I call you?” Chen Junnan asked.

The girl on the other end thought for a moment, then said, “There’s no need to exchange names, is there? What’s the question?”

Seeing that the other party was impervious to persuasion, Chen Junnan could only purse his lips and say, “The question is ‘Let’s kill someone again, shall we?’ Something like that.”

“This…” The girl was clearly stunned after hearing it. “You didn’t change the question?”

“Don’t be ridiculous—we’re already at the end of this round.” Chen Junnan shook his head. “What would be the point of me changing the question? Just your answer and mine can’t influence the overall situation.”

“That’s true too…” The girl answered hesitantly. “Then what did you choose?”

“I chose ‘no.'” Chen Junnan answered honestly.

“Okay… I understand.” The girl hung up the phone.

This brief exchange made Chen Junnan’s thoughts somewhat clearer.

What exactly was the question Earth-Snake posed each time?

After all, he had only seen the real “question” once, and that question was so difficult he couldn’t even repeat it a second time.

“What did Einstein publish… Canyon Match-Match?”

Besides that, all the questions he received came from Yun Yao.

So what were the chances Yun Yao was deceiving him?

This single-line connection phone system was a very calculating tactic. If he didn’t know the person in the adjacent room, he could easily develop a crisis of trust.

But he knew Yun Yao too well. After all, in Chen Junnan’s mind, Yun Yao could be considered the “Ground Flower” of “The Land of Endings.”

This girl’s thoughts had always been quite pure—when not activating her “Echo,” she was as ordinary as could be.

Then only one possibility remained: when Yun Yao heard this question… it had already changed.

Before Chen Junnan could reach a conclusion, the screen lit up again.

“The final answer to this question is—’No.'”

The enormous sound of chains rippled out again, like a flock of geese passing overhead, finally flying off to who knows where.

Chen Junnan calculated—five questions had now been asked, with three answers being “yes” and two answers being “no.”

One participant had died.

In the adjacent room, Yun Yao slowly raised her head and looked at her ceiling.

Something seemed to have arrived—she could feel it.

This might be a woman’s intuition. At this very moment, she distinctly felt something suspended above her head.

Cold and massive.

“Has it come… the ‘cube’ that killed someone?”

In his room, Chen Junnan kept bouncing his leg restlessly.

How could he possibly calm down?

He knew far too few clues. What the hell question had that old lecher Earth-Snake asked?

If everyone took turns receiving questions, before he received the next “direct question,” there would be seven more questions.

Could they last until then?

Before long, the phone rang.

“Ring ring ring—!!”

Chen Junnan picked up the phone and clearly sensed that Yun Yao’s tone had changed.

“Chen Junnan… I’m probably going to die.” Yun Yao said in a low voice.

“What the hell…” Chen Junnan furrowed his brow and tried to comfort her, saying, “You don’t know anything about the situation—how can you say you’re going to die?”

“I can feel that thing…” Yun Yao looked up at the ceiling again. “It’s right above my head. I can even smell the bloody scent drifting down from the cracks in the ceiling…”

“Above your head…?” Chen Junnan felt something wasn’t right.

That big iron ball had just crushed his neighbor on the left to death, then immediately ran to his right side.

Was it circling around to crush him?

“And this time’s question…” Yun Yao swallowed, then said slowly, “This time’s question is still ‘Should we sit down?'”

“Oh…?” Chen Junnan’s eyes turned cold. “So every other question, it comes back to ‘fall’?”

“I feel like I’m about to die any moment.” Yun Yao slowly closed her eyes, only feeling a buzzing in her ears. She hadn’t gained anything and was about to die in confusion.

“I don’t think that’s necessarily true.”

With one sentence, Chen Junnan instantly swept away the strange sounds in Yun Yao’s ears.

“What did you say?”

“After all, I’ve been with Old Qi for so many years—I have quite a bit of research into human nature.” Chen Junnan laughed. “The answer to the question just now brought a loud noise that startled everyone, so due to some random bullshit effect or another, in the short term they’re more interested in seeing what the result of choosing ‘no’ is, rather than making the same choice consecutively.”