Before Chen Junnan could finish cursing, the text on the screen had already disappeared.

“Fuck me…” Chen Junnan hastily reached out to slap the screen. “Hey! Wait a moment! Teacher, I haven’t finished reading the question!”

Earth-Snake, listening to Chen Junnan’s muffled cries from the central circular plaza, couldn’t help but smile knowingly.

Chen Junnan let out a deep sigh and began stroking his chin in contemplation.

Ordinary people wouldn’t know the answer to this bizarre question. Even if he could truly answer it, how was he supposed to pass it along?

“Damn it, who cares.” After pondering for a while, Chen Junnan suddenly smiled. “Anyway, I just need to give out a question and make everyone give the same answer as me.”

He decisively pressed “Yes,” then picked up the telephone and dialed the next room.

“Hello…?” That man answered the phone again.

“Hello, how are you?” Chen Junnan smiled.

“I, I’m fine…”

The two then fell silent for a moment.

The man answering the phone seemed to feel something wasn’t right: “Your, your question?”

“I already asked it.” Chen Junnan said. “I said ‘How are you?'”

“Huh?!” The man was clearly stunned. “What kind of question is that?!”

“Isn’t it a true-or-false question?” Chen Junnan somewhat embarrassedly touched his nose. “In any case, just pass it along. The question is ‘How are you?’ Alright, hanging up.”

After decisively hanging up the phone, Chen Junnan leaned back in the chair with his eyes closed to rest. He felt this game was somewhat bizarre.

If there was no distinction between right and wrong, what was the point of answering questions?

When even someone of his level could create questions, what was the point of creating questions at all?

After approximately a few more minutes, everyone had finished answering, and text lit up on the screen again.

“The final answer to this question is—Yes.”

“Clatter clatter—”

The enormous sound of chains from above rang out again. Chen Junnan looked up, constantly feeling that some massive thing was moving above his head.

“What the hell is that?” Chen Junnan stood up, stepped on the chair to knock on the ceiling, only to discover the ceiling was unexpectedly thin—it seemed to be only a layer of not particularly sturdy wooden boards.

This thin ceiling formed an extremely stark contrast with the completely soundproofed walls all around.

“This…” Chen Junnan slowly descended from the chair, narrowed his eyes, and pondered for a while.

But after a few seconds, he gave up.

“This is really hard…” Chen Junnan shook his head. “Using my brain is such a hassle. Hurry up and start the next round already.”

After sitting in the chair waiting for over ten seconds, the screen showed they had entered the next round, but Chen Junnan hadn’t received a question.

Whose turn was the question this time?

The first round was Yun Yao, the second round was himself. Looking at it this way, the participants should be taking turns clockwise to become the “first person.” If his guess was correct, now it was the man on his left who received the question.

This way, he would become the last person to receive the transmission.

Since questions were transmitted via telephone, even a simple “Have you eaten?” could potentially produce errors after so many transmissions.

After waiting approximately seven or eight minutes, the phone finally rang.

Although Chen Junnan had already prepared himself, he was still startled by the enormous ringtone.

“Ring ring ring—!!”

“Oh my…” Chen Junnan was frightened into a shiver and hastily picked up the phone. “Chen Junnan here, please speak.”

Yun Yao pondered for a while before speaking: “Chen Junnan, I don’t know if this question is correct… but what I heard is definitely this…”

“Go ahead.”

“The question is ‘Should you sit down?'”

“Hmm?” Chen Junnan was stunned. “Sit down?”

“Yes…” Yun Yao said hesitantly. “I suspect there might be a participant with a heavy accent earlier, causing the question to change…”

“Tsk—” Chen Junnan slowly exhaled.

Speaking of accents… the phrase “Should you sit down?” could have countless possibilities—far too difficult to guess.

Moreover… perhaps it wasn’t an “accent” problem at all, but rather someone like himself had deliberately changed the question.

“What did you choose?” Chen Junnan asked.

“Huh? Is this something we can talk about?” Yun Yao was startled.

“Can’t we talk about it?” Chen Junnan said doubtfully. “Did the game rules mention this?”

“This…” Yun Yao pondered for a while—it seemed there really was no such rule. “I chose ‘No.'”

“Oh?”

“Since I felt this question had been altered, it should have nothing to do with ‘chairs.’ Regardless of why the person before changed this question, they all seem to want us to choose ‘Yes,’ but I don’t know their motive, so to be safe, I still chose ‘No.'”

“I feel you made a very correct choice.” Chen Junnan nodded. “Then I’ll also choose ‘No’ to support you.”

The two hung up, and Chen Junnan sat in the chair pondering.

“Sit down…?”

Although he’d only experienced two questions before, the questions at least still had some logic, but this “Should you sit down?” had neither subject nor direction.

Exactly who should sit down?

Was it even “sit down” at all?

Chen Junnan knew he was the last person to answer this question. Once he made his choice, this round would be declared over, so he needed to be more cautious.

The previous two rounds had clearly ended so carelessly, yet Chen Junnan had an ominous premonition about this round.

“Damn it, Old Qi… help me out here.” Chen Junnan rubbed his forehead, thinking about the current situation using Qi Xia’s methods.

He imitated Qi Xia’s manner of stroking his chin, silently muttering to himself. According to the rules… first it’s like this, then like that, and finally it’s…

Ten seconds later, he gave up again.

“Beautiful. What kind of broken rules are these? Can’t figure them out at all… to hell with it.”

Chen Junnan shook his head and decisively pressed “No.”

No matter who wanted to sit down, he’d make them stand for now.

A few seconds later, the text on the screen flickered.

“The final answer to this question is—Yes.”

“Well now…” Chen Junnan smiled. “Looks like everyone is quite attached to their chairs…”

Before he could finish speaking, a thunderous “BOOM” rang out.

The entire room clearly shook. Chen Junnan and his chair directly toppled to the ground. The sensation was exactly like a brief, intense earthquake.

“What the hell?”

After climbing up, he surveyed his surroundings, feeling that some change had occurred.

Immediately after, the wall to his left was violently struck, and a dusty smell wafted out.

“Wait a moment…” He looked up in confusion, discovering that after this round of answering, no chain sounds had rung out.

In their place was this enormous boom.

“Could it be…”

Chen Junnan furrowed his brows, his heartbeat suddenly accelerating.

“To hell with ‘Should you sit down?’…” He cursed as he stood up, then knocked on the wall of the room to his left. “Who’s so calculating that they’ve already started making moves?”

The chain sounds were clearly triggering some mechanism. There was a massive object suspended above everyone’s heads, and the question just now had caused that massive object to fall.

The question wasn’t “Should you sit down?”

It should have been “Should it fall down?”