"What to do, we will be crushed to death if we go on!" There was a shout.
It's like ants in hot pots.
"No, no, no, no gap!"
"No, I feel difficult to breathe. This damn place is not ventilated!"
"Made, give me a way. I'll go and find it!"
"You are old. You can get out of my way!"
"You hit me."
"No eyes. I stepped on my feet!"
The steel ceiling falls a little bit, is to watch oneself be pressed into meat cake.
The more they come back, the more fear they are, the more desperate they are, and finally they can get good reviews.
Time goes by, and almost every minute, the ceiling above you will drop a little bit.
Maybe it is ten centimeters, maybe half a meter or even a meter.
A quarter of an hour later, it was in the reach of everyone!
Some people cried out of fear and cried constantly. Why haven't you found it, hurry to find something like that.
But the more anxious it is, the harder it is to find it.
And with time and space compression, oxygen is becoming less and more useless.
Many people have appeared dizziness, chest is stuffy symptoms.
The audience was talking about it in the studio.
"How can't we find it yet, so many people eat dry food, one by one deceives people to come to the IQ boom, this will not know analysis?"
"You don't say upstairs, people are like this, a person can top Zhugeliang, ten people are a pile of mud."
"Yes, as soon as there are many people, instinctively want to rely on others, and everyone's ability has declined instead."
"It's less than two meters. A lot of meat mud is still about the same as going on."
"I can't help it..."
"Silly hanging upstairs!"
Bang Dang!
It's thirty centimeters down again.
Now, some tall people can only lower their heads.
As the ceiling continued to fall, the hearts of the fraudsters were more repressed.
Suddenly, a man shouted: "found! There are some different colors of iron here! "
But few of the his words were heard.
Because everyone is shouting meaninglessly.
But he also called out casually, opening the organ such things, he alone enough.
The palm pressed hard, and it really changed!
The man showed a thrill. He guessed it right. He could live now!
With the loud noise, the ceiling began to return.
All were stunned, stopped crying, desperate, cursed.
Then the feet trembled, and the floor was sinking.
A light screen reappears, and the image of Ye Chen is blurred on it.
"It's not bad. I passed the first level, but don't be proud. The more difficult things are waiting for you!"
Then the light screen disappeared.
At the same time, the steel floor under the feet also completely fell to the ground.
The thousand people, appeared in another huge room.
It's more than ten times bigger than before.
This time, it was a stone wall, and the walls were filled with some of the characters of the day.
The mechanical voice rang again: "there are a thousand questions on the surrounding walls, and everyone can answer them indefinitely. But note that if someone has written the answer, then whether it is correct or not, the question cannot be answered again. That is, if you can kill a person who has not answered the question, you can grab his question and continue to answer it, but if the person has written the answer, the question will be void. At the same time, the right person can leave the room and enter the next pass. The wrong person will stay here forever until he starves to death! "
"What!"
The crowd was in a great uproar.
Then they started to move.
Everyone has a title. It's just finished.
But if they answer wrong, they must snatch the questions of those who have not yet written the answers, otherwise It's just to stay here forever.
So, the so-called unlimited answer, in fact, is full of blood!
Hu vigorously seized a problem with less words to look at, picked up the chalk on the ground, quickly looked up, and at the same time, he was wary of other people.
To prevent theft.
"Ask: if Xiao Ming has passed 99 points in math and fails in Chinese, what kind of treatment will he receive?"
"Answer: A, be praised, B, be beaten, C, not reward, no punishment."
Hu is a big one. What is the problem?
Then think quickly, and say, the child should be praised when he has finished the exam, but one of them fails, then he should be punished In such a comprehensive wayHu Dali immediately chose C.
And then wait for the results to come out.
However, a line of small words appeared under the title.
"Congratulations, wrong answer! The answer is ab, first prize and then penalty! "
Poof!
Hu Dali vomit blood, this topic also too pit! It's a multiple choice question!
Then his face turned pale. What to do? He had already answered wrong. Would he be trapped here?
Inadvertently, he saw that the people next to him had not answered the question.
An idea came up!
"Kill him, as long as I kill him, I can continue to answer the question! I still have a chance! "
Seeing that the man was going to write the answer with chalk, Hu Dali finally stopped hesitating.
With a punch!
"Leave me a question to die!"
The blow of a blow, the man directly hit the mask! Hu Dali's physique is strong, but the man he attacked is a gentle white-collar. What we do is also the mental work of commercial fraud. We can imagine the power contrast between the two.
A few punches to the head, the man has fallen to the ground and there is no movement.
People nearby saw Hu Dali's appearance, and his face suddenly changed.
It is his height and muscles, as well as his murderous ruthlessness, which makes people scared.
As if a fuse, Hu Dali's behavior completely aroused some evil thoughts in the hearts of people who failed to answer questions.
They rush to those who haven't written yet, trying to grab each other's questions.
If someone succeeds, the people next to him are afraid.
Some people failed, fell to the ground half dead, even directly lost their lives! ..
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