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Chapter 129

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A large chunk of Desert Tiger's head was knocked off by the Winchester, but the sniper rifle's bullet did not fly toward the head. Laughing Soul was aiming at the chest armor of Desert Tiger, which had been hit by Goshawk Breaks the Sky. The shot successfully drilled through the armor and hit his energy core.

There was no explosion, and the monster did not put up any last struggle. Like a home appliance that had its power cut off, it lost its ability to move and stopped responding.

Before Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul could relax, something else happened. The sun in the sky that blocked their eyes suddenly started to move at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fast movement of the light caused the shadow on the ground to elongate, and the temperature dropped. They lifted their heads to look and saw that the 'sky' above them had been opened. The blue sky was like the lid of a shoe box, and the sun was like a light bulb that was placed inside the lid. But at that moment, the lid was being pulled off …

Outside the 'sky', at an extremely high spot, one could see the ceiling with a black and white checkered pattern. The light that came from an unknown source became like an artificial light source inside the room. It did not take long for a large, honest face to appear. It blocked out the sky and looked down at the two people on the sand.

This scene was preposterous, but it also explained many things.

A more accurate description would be … this coliseum was a rectangular box. The bottom was flat, and it was covered with a layer of sand. The four walls and the ceiling were disguised as cardboard that looked no different from the real blue sky. Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul were like two ants placed inside the box, and Desert Tiger was just the size of a mini toy.

But now, the person outside the box, Mr. Yoo, had lifted the top of the box, so the ants inside the box could see the ceiling and the light from outside …

When Desert Tiger was killed, the big screen in the studio ended the live broadcast. Naturally, Mr. Yoo was still standing on the stage; he had not left. Of course, as a demigod, it was not that difficult for him to appear in two different places at the same time.

Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul saw the scene above them, and they were so shocked that they could not speak. Mr. Yoo merely smiled at them. Then he used his chubby hands to pick up two toy phone booths and placed them in the 'desert'. He used a volume that Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul could accept to say, "Just go in." Then, he picked up the lid and replaced the 'sky'.

The two inside the box looked at each other, and it was Xiao Tan who spoke first. "No wonder Brother Jue warned us not to mess around. The monsters in this scenario are not only numerous, but they are overpowered!"

Laughing Soul patted the sand off her face, put away her weapons, and replied, "There are too many strange things about this scenario. Until now, we haven't even received the main mission."

"Eh? That's right. If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten about it. "Xiao Tan replied.

"Anyway, let's do as he says." Laughing Soul had already walked to the phone booth that was closest to her. "We should be able to return to the recording studio after we enter it. Phew … It's so hot here."

Xiao Tan put away his weapons and walked into the other phone booth.

Both of them were mentally prepared this time, so when they felt the ground beneath their feet suddenly disappear, they did not panic. They just naturally fell into the pitch-black environment. Then, they were pulled by the invisible force and returned to their seats along the slide. They spun and rose up, and once again arrived at the Death Quiz venue.

"Welcome back!" Mr. Yoo cheered excitedly.

The audience cheered as well.

"Eh? Was that you as well? "Xiao Tan asked.

"Of course it was me. If I want to, I can appear in many places at the same time. That is not difficult. However, the process of me bringing the two of you back will not be broadcasted here. " As Mr. Yoo answered, he wandered to the camera. "Dear viewers, if you are interested in my behind-the-scenes work, please send a message to the number at the bottom of the screen or log on to our website to participate in the livestream. At the last year of every sixty years, the show will pick out six hundred lucky viewers to receive a limited edition video of our show. It will record some behind-the-scenes footage that you will not be able to see during the livestream!"

After that, Mr. Yoo turned back to the VIP seats and returned to the topic. "Alright, regarding the performance of Participants No. 2 and No. 4 in the coliseum earlier, I wonder what the three VIP guests have to say about them?"

The camera panned to Pride, and she said directly, "All men should die."

"Hmm, well said." Laughing Soul mimicked Pride's posture. She crossed her arms before her chest and nodded seriously.

"Hey! What have I done? "Xiao Tan shouted.

"There is not much to say about their ability. However, on two questions, Brother No. 2 made the worst choice. " Pestilence's comments were always objective and logical. "First, you shouldn't have crushed that glass bottle with your bare hands. Second, in reality, the last shot that you fired at Desert Tiger's head was useless. Even if you blew his head off, it would only have destroyed his information collection system. The real killer was the two shots from Participant No. 4. The first shot shattered the armor, and the second shot pierced through his heart. "

As soon as Pestilence finished speaking, Hephaestus, who was next to him, said, "I say, little brother, breaking the bottle is a very dangerous act. At this moment, the time dust has seeped into the wound on your palm …" Hephaestus reminded him seriously. "The 'time' that belongs to your left hand has been overdrawn. If you don't treat it, your hand will soon turn into dust."

"Huh? That serious? "Even though Xiao Tan was confused, he felt like … this was something very scary.

"It doesn't matter."

At this moment, the entire audience, including You Xian and the three guests, all turned to look at the person who said those three words.

Feng Bujue continued in a matter-of-fact tone. "Consume one SCP-500, and it will be cured."

"Hue hue hue … No wonder you're Participant No. 1. You came up with the solution so quickly." Mr. Yoo laughed. "Now … let us enter the second round of Death Quiz!"

The DJ played a short but powerful background music, and the lights returned to the center of the stage. The audience cheered and jumped for joy. It was a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Alright, some of the audience, please calm down. Do not spit fire around you or in the air. The guy from D3, yes, it's you. Spit out the cumin monster next to you. Don't think I can't see you! Yes, thank you! " Mr. Yoo maintained the order and then turned to Feng Bujue. "First, Participant No. 1, do you still remember what I said … the participant with the highest score in the first round will gain a mysterious advantage?"

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