Chapter 306: The Giant Above

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

After all, this game could really kill people, and anyone might be the next victim.

The choice between life and death was hidden in the answers of "yes" or "no."

Ring ring—!!

Chen Jun-nan had been waiting for some time and quickly picked up the phone.

"Please go ahead."

"Um..." Yun Yao began, "Is the person next to you dead?"

"Yes," Chen Jun-nan nodded. "He's probably been smashed flat—now he's a jiang xiang type handsome guy."

"I just don't get it..." Yun Yao hesitated, "Why did he die?"

"I don't get it either," Chen Jun-nan said bluntly. "We'll probably need a few more rounds to see the pattern."

"Um..." On the other end, Yun Yao thought for a moment before saying, "Chen Jun-nan, is this question 'Let’s kill one more'?"

"Damn..." Chen Jun-nan felt something was off. "This old pervert isn't even pretending anymore?"

"I feel like a lot of people will choose 'yes'..." Yun Yao said dejectedly. "After all, the fewer people left alive, the more 'dao' each survivor gets."

The two held the phone in silence for a while.

"Big star..." Chen Jun-nan suddenly asked, "Do you think 'death' could be random?"

Yun Yao was startled and asked, "Are you saying that last time with 'Should it fall?', one person out of the twelve was randomly smashed to death? So each of us has a one-in-twelve chance of dying?"

"Yes," Chen Jun-nan nodded. "That would fit the logic of a 'gambling' game. Next time, the chance would be one in eleven, and as the numbers dwindle, our individual risk of death would increase, just like in 'Russian Roulette'."

Yun Yao thought Chen Jun-nan made some sense, but upon closer reflection, there were flaws: "But that sounds more like 'luck' and 'probability,' which fits 'Di Zhu' more than 'Di She'."

"You're right." Chen Jun-nan nodded and finally hung up the phone.

This new question was crucial—if more people chose "yes," it would prove that more wanted to kill. In other words, regardless of whether the game was "probability-based killing" or "strategy-based killing," they would do everything to eliminate their opponents.

He slowly reached out and pressed "no."

He hoped that this time, everyone would answer honestly, which would help him better judge the situation.

Chen Jun-nan thought for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed. It rang ten times with no answer, and on the eleventh ring, someone picked up.

"Hello?"

"How should I address you?" Chen Jun-nan asked.

The girl on the other end thought for a second and said, "No need to exchange names, right? What's the question?"

Seeing how unapproachable she was, Chen Jun-nan just shrugged and said, "The question is 'Let’s kill another one'? Something like that."

"This..." The girl was clearly stunned. "You haven't changed the question, have you?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Chen Jun-nan shook his head. "We're already at the end of this round, you and me. What's the point of me changing it? Our answers alone won't sway the whole game."

"That makes sense..." The girl replied hesitantly. "So, what did you choose?"

"I chose 'no,'" Chen Jun-nan answered truthfully.

"Okay... I get it." The girl hung up the phone.

This brief conversation clarified Chen Jun-nan's thoughts a bit.

What exactly was the question that Di She asked each time?

After all, he'd only seen the real "question" once, and even that one was hard to repeat: "What did Einstein publish... Canyon Showdown?"

Beyond that, all the questions he'd received came from Yun Yao.

So, what was the likelihood that Yun Yao was deceiving him?

This single-line phone contact was a cunning tactic—if he didn't know the person in the next room, it could easily create distrust.

But he knew Yun Yao well; in his mind, she was the "Di Hua" of the "Zhong Yan Zhi Di."

Her thoughts were always quite pure, downright ordinary when not activating "Hui Xiang."

So, only one possibility remained: when Yun Yao heard the question... it had already changed.

Before Chen Jun-nan could reach a conclusion, the screen lit up again.

"The final answer for this question is—'no.'"

A massive chain sound echoed once more, like a flock of wild geese passing overhead, eventually flying off to who knows where.

Chen Jun-nan tallied it up: they'd had five questions so far—three answers were "yes," and two were "no."

One participant had died.

In the room next door, Yun Yao slowly lifted her head and looked at her ceiling.

It seemed like something was coming; she could feel it.

This might be a woman's intuition—at that moment, she distinctly felt something hanging over her head.

Ice-cold, enormous.

"Is it here... the 'square' that kills?"

In his own room, Chen Jun-nan kept bouncing his leg nervously.

How could he stay calm?

The clues he had were far too few—what question had that old Di She asked?

If everyone got the question in turn, before he received the next direct one, there were still seven questions to go.

Could he hold out that long?

It wasn't long before the phone rang again.

Ring ring—!!

Chen Jun-nan answered and could clearly sense that Yun Yao's tone had changed.

"Chen Jun-nan... I might be about to die."

"What the heck..." Chen Jun-nan frowned and tried to reassure her. "We don't even know what's going on—how can you say you're about to die?"

"I can feel that thing..." Yun Yao looked up at the ceiling again. "It's right above me; I can even smell the bloody scent drifting down from the ceiling cracks..."

"Above you...?" Chen Jun-nan felt something was wrong.

That huge iron ball had just smashed the neighbor to his left, and now it was heading to his right.

Was it circling around him?

"And this time's question..." Yun Yao swallowed hard and said slowly, "This time's question is still 'Should it fall'?"

"Oh...?" Chen Jun-nan's eyes turned cold. "So, every two questions, it cycles back to 'fall'?"

"I feel like I'm about to die." Yun Yao slowly closed her eyes, her ears buzzing, feeling like she hadn't gained anything and was about to die pointlessly.

"I don't think so."

Chen Jun-nan's words instantly cleared the strange noise from Yun Yao's ears.

"What did you say?"

"After all, I've hung around with Lao Qi for years, so I've studied human nature quite a bit." Chen Jun-nan laughed. "The last question's answer brought that huge sound, scaring everyone. So, because of some random effects or whatever, in the short term, they'll want to see what happens if they choose 'no,' rather than making the same choice again."