The Eighteen Levels Of Hell Lying Is Forbidden Here Chapter 617
Opening the door means the end![ … words ]
[ … words ]
For this result, Qiu Yinong was actually not surprised. However she had to utilize this opportunity to summarize Yue Guanshan’s strength.
“Cluck cluck cluck, congratulations to you two, each obtaining a Little Red Flower.” The Clown waved his Magic Wand, and two Little Red Flowers surfaced.
The two received the Little Red Flowers in front of them. The Clown then started turning the turntable again: “Cluck cluck cluck, then the next lucky number…”
On the stage and off the stage, everyone’s complexions varied.
Having just conducted two rounds, both ending with victory in this manner, it explained that the difficulty was not high.
Therefore, everyone hoped it would be their turn.
When the turntable slowly stopped…
The pointer pointed to…
Number: 19!
Hearing this, Qiu Yinong was startled. She remembered in the previous round, when drawing [20], the Clown also said [everyone has to participate]. But in reality, only she and Yue Guanshan were the true players; the rest were all fakes.
Before she had time to think much, the turntable started spinning crazily again, and the numbers on the chairs of the eighteen people off the stage were also crazily undergoing changes.
Randomly changing from 1-18.
Without waiting for the numbers on the chairs and the turntable to stop, Chen Ran lost consciousness.
…
This was a Secret Room.
In the Secret Room, there was only Han Fei alone.
Facing this kind of situation.
He unhurriedly lit a cigarette. Previously afraid of violating the rules, he didn’t even dare to smoke in the First Dungeon Chamber.
Taking a deep breath, only then did he start sizing up this Secret Room. The Secret Room was very simple…
Items or anything, there was absolutely nothing.
On the east wall there was a tightly closed door, with red characters written on the door:
[Pushing the door open means the end].
Aside from this, there was nothing else.
The entire Secret Room was just like a bright and spacious [Little Black Room].
Han Fei retracted his gaze.
Han Fei once again sized up this Secret Room, determining that there were no clues whatsoever.
Thinking of this point.
Han Fei walked to a wall, rhythmically striking the wall: I am Lin Xuan.
Here there might be doubts.
If Chen Ran was also in this Secret Room, but unable to hear the sound of striking the wall, then wouldn’t Han Fei’s method be wrong?
Changing the line of thought, both unable to see and unable to hear sounds, this was actually no different from the two of them not being in the same Secret Room.
For a long time, Han Fei didn’t receive a response.
Han Fei lowered his head, glancing at his waist; there was no Liar-Slayer.
With Han Fei deducing up to here, the logic of this Secret Room was pretty much sorted out clearly by him.
Next was… He once again looked towards these five words [Pushing the door open means the end].
Simply put, as far as common sense is concerned, these five words appearing in this Secret Room…
Had not a bit of meaning!
After all, Han Fei wasn’t the person uncovering this experiment of [Schrödinger’s Cat].
He was the cat locked inside the box, waiting to be uncovered by someone. Since it was waiting, then he shouldn’t have any clues or hints or such things here.
But hints yet appeared.
Han Fei repeatedly deliberated these five words, his complexion suddenly turning odd.
