Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

Iris sorted out her main tasks: grab the prize, control the game to end when the prize is in her hands, and it would be best if she could complete the S-level task as well.

While Iris was deep in thought, the witch reached out and touched the wound on her abdomen. Her hand was stained with blood. She frowned and wiped her hand with a handkerchief, straightened her skirt, clapped her hands and said:

"Okay, now I'm going to play a game with you all - is there anyone who doesn't want to participate? If so, raise your hand."

No one raised their hand.

The witch snapped her fingers happily, and everyone's eyes blurred. The building where the rest room was located disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the garden scene in front of them also fell apart. When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a neat and clean room.

The room was very spacious, and with the witches, a total of ninety people standing here, it didn't seem crowded at all. The lower two-thirds of the snow-white wall was covered with sky blue wallpaper, and the remaining space above was covered with yellow star stickers, each star was the size of an adult's palm.

There was a wooden door on one side of the room, which was closed at the moment. On the opposite side was a tall floor-to-ceiling window with green curtains hung neatly on both sides, revealing the azure sky and leisurely clouds outside the window.

In front of everyone were tables with building blocks on them, and many people could tell at a glance what game this was.

"Is this... a wooden stick?"

On the table were scattered rectangular wooden strips of the same shape, each with a piece of text on it. The witch spoke at this time:

"Well, there are ten people in a group. Four groups play truth or dare, and five groups play dare. Each group has a table. Each group will stack all the wooden sticks on the table horizontally and vertically. Then everyone will take turns to draw a wooden stick and do what is written on it. The wooden sticks for the truth or dare group have questions that need to be answered truthfully, and the wooden sticks for the dare group have requirements that must be followed. If you fail to complete the truth or dare requirements within three minutes after drawing a wooden stick, you will be eliminated.

"Oh, by the way, whoever collapses the tower of blocks when drawing sticks will be eliminated. Anyone who interferes when others are drawing sticks will also be eliminated."

Levin Auceptin started by asking: "How long will this game last? Will there be a next game? What is the next game? Is there a limit on the number of people who can play in the next round?"

Miss Witch was bombarded with questions but she was not angry. She answered patiently:

"Once the tower collapses, the game ends for that group. There is another game, with no limit on the number of people."

Levin suddenly had an idea:

"What if someone just said they didn't want to participate in the game?"

Miss Witch glanced at him and said coldly, "Eliminate."

Iris looked down at the wooden strips on the table, but she didn't dare to pick them up and look through them. However, none of the wooden strips on the table had any words on them, so she asked:

"Will the text only be displayed after the game starts?"

Miss Witch folded her arms:

"To be precise, the text will only be displayed after the stick is completely pulled out - and if someone fails to pull out the stick completely when it is their turn, causing the game to stop, they will also be eliminated."

Someone asked tentatively:

"What are truth and dare?"

Miss Witch didn't answer.

So far, the people who were ready to kill everyone not only didn't see the shadow of the prize, but also had to be forced to play with building blocks. Each one was more silent than the other, but in an orderly manner, and they were automatically divided into groups soon.

There were exactly nine groups of ninety people. Iris and Miss Witch were in the same group. They were in the group that told the truth. Ernest and Olivia were both there, and she didn't know the remaining six people.

After the groups were divided, numbers from one to ten appeared randomly in front of the group members. Miss Witch said boredly: "This is the order in which you draw the sticks. Everyone must follow the order, otherwise - you will be eliminated."

The witch pulled out a wooden stick from the top of the building block tower as if demonstrating, and turned it over to reveal the words on it:

“What’s your favorite drink?”

Miss Witch said without hesitation: "Yogurt."

As soon as the words fell, the drawn stick disappeared, and Miss Witch said: "This is the sign that the truth or dare game is completed. After the stick is drawn, everyone has three minutes to complete the requirements. Those who have not completed it after three minutes will be eliminated."

"So, it doesn't matter if you lie the first time, as long as you tell the truth within the time limit?"

someone asked.

Miss Witch nodded: "The same goes for the big adventure."

Then, a bottle of plain yogurt appeared next to each person, and the witch said:

"I almost forgot to prepare drinks for the guests."

Contestants: “…”

Seeing that no one was making a move, the witch took the lead in opening the straw and taking a few sips of yogurt, then said, "You are not allowed to hurt other guests during the game. Go on."

Olivia was the second one to come. She tapped the wooden bar on the upper side with the provided hammer, then slowly pushed the bar out with the other end of the hammer. With her other hand, she pinched the end of the bar and carefully pulled it out.

She displayed the text in front of everyone:

"What's your biggest secret?"

Olivia, who had been so elegant and calm just now, stared at the words on the wooden strip without moving, and did not respond even after the countdown lasted for more than twenty seconds.

Iris: It’s terrible. It’s stuck in the second round.

She put her chin in her hands, propped her elbows on the table, and looked up at Olivia curiously, as if expecting her answer.

Ernest leaned back in his chair and tapped the table with his fingers. Although his expression was not obvious, Iris could see the blatant relief in his movements.

The witch looked at Olivia, then at Iris. After a while, she also imitated Iris, resting her chin on her hands and looking up at Olivia.

The remaining few people looked at each other, smelled something unusual, but remained silent.

One minute and thirty seconds passed, and Ernest spoke calmly:

"Ms. Novello, please pay attention to the time."

Iris smiled and continued:

"Senior, do you have any secrets that you don't want me to know?"

Olivia lowered her eyelashes. Her braids were undone, and her long silver-white hair fell naturally on her sides, casting shadows on both sides of her cheeks.

Slowly, she raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes fell on Iris, her tone was gentle and melodious, her smile was calm but contained sarcasm:

"My biggest secret is that I'm a liar."

The wooden strips on the table quickly disappeared, and Ernest said with regret:

"Is this considered a secret? I thought it was a well-known fact."

The barrage has exploded:

[Did I hear something incredible?]

[Ah, will we be silenced?]

[Don't worry, I can tell you that it's nothing special.]

[Ooooooooooooooooo, Olivia-senpai, don’t say that about yourself.]

[Can anyone analyze what she might mean?]

[Still analyzing? Who else do you think is watching the live broadcast besides the spectators? ]

[Who else? Her little fans? ]

[Forget it, just shut up]

Olivia sat down expressionlessly:

"I wish you good luck."

Iris turned to Ernest and said:

"What she meant was, I hope you'll get a hard-to-answer question sometime soon."

Olivia narrowed her eyes at her: "Who are you?"

Iris's expression froze, as if she was stunned. After a while, she said with tears in her eyes:

"You...you don't want me anymore?"

Olivia laughed and replied, "Yes."

Before Iris could squeeze out real tears, the black-haired boy sitting next to her couldn't help but twitch his lips and said:

"I'm next."

The man successfully pulled out the stick and read out the question:

"Your greatest weakness is..."

The black-haired boy remained silent. He turned the wooden stick over, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Iris thought this question was easy to answer. The vital parts of the human body are nothing more than the neck, heart, etc. Just pick one and it should be...

"heart."

The black-haired boy answered without hesitation.

But the stick did not disappear, so the man continued:

"Neck...eyes...chest..."

The wooden strip remained as it was. The black-haired boy looked grim, and after a long while he managed to utter two words:

"Left hand."

The people on the field looked at the wooden bar on the table disappearing with different expressions, and many inquiring eyes fell on the man's left hand.

The black-haired boy sat down quickly, his face turning as dark as his hair.

Iris and the others remained politely silent, just as they had just done with Olivia.

The unusual weakness was revealed, which was like revealing the biggest secret. It showed how obsessed this person was with the final prize, and he would rather reveal the secret than continue the game.

She glanced at the other groups around her. Compared to the deathly silence of the truth or dare group, the dare group was really lively. Some people were openly hugging the people around them, and kept begging them in the face of their stiff expressions:

"Brother, please cooperate with me and I will transfer the money to you..."

Then, in the face of the other person's even more ugly expression, he hurriedly said:

"That's not what I meant! I meant, I can make it up to you—"

The person being held stood up suddenly, struggled hard to break free and moved away from that person.

"Dude, I haven't held you for thirty seconds yet—Dude, don't run away! Dude!! Brother!!!"

The two of them were playing a game of chasing each other in the room. The one who drew the stick was obviously not as agile as the one who was being hugged, and he couldn't catch up with the other person no matter what. After the three-minute countdown was over, he roared unwillingly:

"You will pay for your indifference today! I will definitely find a way to hug you--"

Before he could finish, he disappeared from the spot.

"Mad is perverted."

The man who was being hugged and chased returned to his seat with a gloomy face, and said angrily under the scrutiny of everyone:

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, you'll be the one being hugged next time!"

Everyone silently withdrew their gaze.

Those who dare to form a group with the witch are not ordinary people. Iris's group passed a few people smoothly, and then it was the turn of Ernest, who was in seventh place.

At this time, the building block tower was already shaky. Iris, who was ranked tenth, silently prayed that Ernest would collapse the building block tower in one fell swoop, but in the end her wish did not come true.

Ernest pulled out the wooden stick steadily, and the building block tower just shook a little but did not collapse in the end.

Before everyone could see the words clearly, he blocked the gazes from all directions with his hands, and looked down himself, his expression unchanged.

He showed the words on the wooden strip:

"Who would you most like to be killed by?"

【Stimulate】

[Have you watched the live broadcasts of other truth-telling groups?]

[Is this something I can watch?]

[Strange, these smart people are obviously good at taking action, why do they choose the truth group that is most likely to expose secrets? ]

[There are eighty-nine smart people and one smart NPC here. Who are you asking about? ]

[I am good at doing things, and so are others]

[The risks in the adventure group are also high. Sometimes, completing the mission depends on the cooperation of team members. If they don’t cooperate, it will be difficult.]

Ernest delayed even longer than Olivia, so long that Olivia's gloating expression could no longer be concealed, and so long that Iris was already wondering whether he would ask her to borrow her umbrella - the umbrella that could block the surveillance module of the space ball, which could also block the live broadcast room at this time. The live broadcast function itself relies on the all-round and no-dead-angle surveillance function of the space ball.

However, he could block people outside the stadium, but not people inside. After using the props, people around him could still hear what he said.

The three minutes were almost up, and even Miss Witch couldn't help but say, "If you don't have any, just tell the truth." The rules state that you should answer truthfully, so there is nothing wrong with such a reminder.

But Ernest remained silent. Olivia slowly raised her eyebrows. Iris stopped drinking her yogurt and just waited for his answer, wanting to hear how shocking it would be.

There are ten seconds left in the countdown.

[Oh my god, he really wants to be killed by someone]

[My family, I’m afraid that I won’t see the sun tomorrow after I finish posting the barrage]

[Can I really watch this for free? ? ]

[Hiss... looking forward to the answer]

[The countdown is almost over. If you don’t say it now, you’ll be eliminated.]

[The seeded players in the reward match won’t be eliminated just like that…]

[The Ramirez family must be furious. They can’t let the entire family be affected by his problem at this time. Everyone knows the rewards for the exchange competition… Those who understand will understand.]

[Why don’t you say urgent urgent urgent urgent urgent]

As everyone watched with bated breath, Ernest smiled playfully:

"jump over."

The countdown is over, the wooden strips are still there, and the Ernests are still there.

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