Doomsday successor app

The man's shout echoed in the cave lake.

Song Ci followed the prestige and saw the player on the outermost pillar kneeling on the pillar and crying bitterly, and the other players also showed expressions of horror.

The difficulty of answering the questions in the next round rose sharply, and basically everyone fell to the bottom of the hole.Originally, they were all above Song Ci, but now they all fell to a lower position than Song Ci, and the blond Bug next to him was even two meters lower than him.

Song Ci, who was the first to fall, became the second highest player among the six players, and Gong Xiaoyu was still the first. He has not missed a single question since the beginning of the quiz, and he still maintains his original position without dropping once.

After Song Ci woke up, the boy was as scared as a bunny, and even dropped his cell phone in fright. Wenwen looked weak and looked like he couldn't survive the first level, but he was standing on the tallest pillar at this time.

The player who broke down and cried bitterly knelt on the pillar. His pillar was the lowest, only two meters away from the lake, and the sulfuric acid water surged under his feet.

If he gets three more questions wrong, he will surely die.

"You can't win! You are not a real encyclopedia. If you continue like this, there will always be topics you don't know. You will die! You will die soon!" He cried loudly, his thin body trembling, and shouted heart-piercingly Say out, "I'm not playing! I'm going home!"

The encyclopedia flew in front of him: "The only way to end the game is to tell me my true identity. But you guys didn't guess it at all, you are all hopeless idiots! It doesn't matter if the idiot is dead!"

It laughed lightly, and spit out an apple core from the book.

Falling into the water, even the cores of the apples became pulpy, and the wind lingered in the cave, stirring up the sour smell of flesh and blood in the lake, which pierced the nostrils with bursts of pain.

The encyclopedia opened a page, and continued: "Okay, don't lose your temper, question No. 20, mosquitoes—"

"and many more!"

A player raised his hand in panic.

"I, I figured it out! I know what your identity is!"

The encyclopedia stopped, and the mouth on the page smiled strangely: "Did you really guess it? [-]% correct?"

The player swallowed hard, his legs were shaking.

It didn't sound like a sure thing at all, but he said, "I-I guessed it!"

The encyclopedia flew over with great interest, and the deadly quiz game stopped.

The rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they start guessing their identities, the book will stop asking questions, and they can also be freed from answering questions.

In fact, the player who collapsed was right. If they continue to answer questions, they will always encounter questions they don’t know, and then fall into the sulfuric acid pool.

Instead of soaking in the sulfuric acid pool, it is better to guess the identity. Even if you are wrong, you will only deduct one hour, at least you can get a rest time.

"Hehe, quickly tell me what my identity is, even I have forgotten about it." Encyclopedia gnawed on the apple with great interest.

The player breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the encyclopedia: "I guess you should be a celebrity. The reason is very simple. Since we are asked to guess your identity, it means that we players can use some clues to know who you are. The players gathered here don’t know each other, and the characters we all know may only be the ones that are well-known to the public, such as celebrities in the past, entertainers in the present, and so on.”

Player analysis is spot on.

Encyclopedia bit the apple and asked curiously, "So, what is my identity?"

The player took a deep breath and stared at its apple: "I speculate based on your hobbies. You like apples and you live in books, so you are probably—a writer!"

The encyclopedia was so surprised that he even forgot to eat the apple. When the player saw something interesting, he quickly said: "Your book has English and German, so you should be a foreign writer. For example, there is a German writer who is obsessed with the smell of rotten apples." , and even put a bunch of rotten apples in the drawer when writing to stimulate the desire to create, his name is—”

Song Ci frowned. He didn't know if rotten apples could really stimulate the desire to create, but the name was wrong.

"—No, your name is Schiller!"

The player yelled at the book.

Meanwhile, the encyclopedia screams, "Rotten apples! You think I'm eating rotten apples?!"

It took a bite of the apple, and the fragrant apple juice splashed around.

The player fell silent immediately.

The system announcement sounded at the same time: "Player 16208 failed to answer the question, and 60 hours of balance will be deducted."

The player number 16208 suddenly turned pale: "6, 60 hours..."

Encyclopedia bit the apple viciously: "The punishment for guessing the wrong identity is a random deduction, and the next wrong answer, I wish you a direct negative number!"

No. 16208 knelt on the square pillar, and he lost 60 hours in an instant. If converted into cash, it would be more than 1 million. Some people may not earn this amount in their lifetime, but he lost it all because of a failure to answer a question.But compared to his life value, this is nothing to worry about. At this moment, he has less than [-] hour left to live!

He is only five meters away from the sulfuric acid lake, and no one will pass the level, only a dead end.

Everyone's backs felt cold.

Encyclopedia giggled: "Anyone else guess my identity?"

There was no sound on the lake.

Song Ci could tell from the faces of other people that they had no clue about the true identity of this encyclopedia, and they didn't even know whether they would die from sulfuric acid first or from insufficient balance.

Song Ci has Akabane to help him answer the questions, so he doesn't need to worry about sulfuric acid. If he exhausts the encyclopedia, his pillar won't fall down.

But, something is wrong.

He devoted his mind to replaying the game, and the feeling that something was wrong was getting stronger and stronger, as unpleasant as a spider's web falling on his body.

He asked Akabane with his mind: "That brain teaser that was dying of thirst in the desert is about people falling into a misunderstanding of thinking, so that they ignore the simplest correct answer, right?"

Akabane casually asked, "Why, you actually wanted to choose poisoned wine?"

Song Ci: "..."

He hadn't picked it yet, but he was close.

Song Ci glanced around. Among the remaining six players in this round, apart from Gong Xiaoyu who had never moved at the highest point, and the blonde bug, the remaining three had given up hope and couldn't even stand up. Got up, knelt down on the pillars, and stared at the horrible scene at the bottom of the lake.

They were all appalled by the terror beneath their feet, captured by the imminent death that had died of thirst in the desert.

Song Ci searched, and when he saw the wall of the cave, he suddenly understood.

The answer is so simple!

Akabane chuckled lightly: "Did you find out too, Xiaoci?"

Song Ci bit his lip. There was no time. He had to find a way to end the quiz and tell the others this information, so that they could all escape from the lake of sulfuric acid.

However, how to lead away from this book?

The encyclopedia was flying in the air: "The first round of the White Lake Friendly Quiz Contest is still going on! Question No. 20, mosquito—"

Song Ci subconsciously stopped it from continuing to ask questions, and proposed to guess its identity.

Suddenly, the book stopped by itself.

It paused in the air, looking at everyone one by one, and sticking out its nose from the pages of the book, sniffing at the players from time to time, not knowing what it was looking for.

The players looked at each other, not understanding what happened.

Song Ci felt very bad.

His premonition soon came true, and the book gradually changed from disbelief to anger. It slammed the pages shut with a loud bang, shouting, "Damn it! I just realized now that one of you There's a spy!"

The sound echoed in the cave, deafening.

The page cracked an apple, and the juice splashed on Song Ci's face like blood foam.

It swallowed the rotten apple flesh, as if it wanted to swallow everyone: "There are only 6 beating hearts here, but there are 7 souls! The spy, the spy sneaked in!"

"This matter must be reported to the Creator!"