Some people are born with obtuse angles

Chapter 3 Excuse me, what kind of rubbish am I?
"I understand now, all of you have special skills..."

After listening to everyone's introduction, No. [-] muttered to himself, holding his chin in thought.

After a while, he seemed to have figured it out. He slapped the table brazenly and said, "But who am I?! What kind of trash am I? Why am I in the same group as you guys? Can your matching system handle it?" Normal?!!!"

First there are million-level scammers; then there are ogres with more than 20 lives;
And only number two knows that he is just an ordinary student who couldn't be more ordinary!

Everyone: "..."

Although No. [-]'s reaction was somewhat funny, but when they thought about it seriously, they also had to face a fact.

The participants present are not simple characters, and this game may be more difficult than imagined.

"Hahaha, the number two challenger is humble."

After all, Mr. Mask is a professional host. He adjusted his demeanor, just like before, and solemnly introduced No. [-]: "You are the one-of-a-kind master of complaints, a warrior who doesn't care about worldly eyes, and the fugitive from Qingshan Mental Hospital." By."

"I'm super?"

Number two was about to collapse, holding his hands empty and protesting: "What the hell is the master of Tucao? What the hell is the fugitive? Can these be considered advantages?

I have never even killed a chicken!How to compete with these monsters on the same stage? ! "

Everyone: "..."

He asked Silian ferociously, confirming what Mr. Mask said.

This guy made a lot of jokes.

"Huh? But it's clearly stated in the file that you committed murder?"

Mr. Mask took out a small card and looked at the words on it suspiciously.

"They wanted to check my computer browsing history at that time! It was only in a hurry that I stopped the catastrophe!" No. [-] said angrily.

Mr. Mask: "..."

Everyone: "..."

This is a ruthless person, in order to protect his privacy, he even admitted the crime of murder.

"Sorry, I'm being superficial."

Mr. Mask thought for a while, then looked at Li Tianxiu and said, "But you don't need to be too anxious. Challenger No. [-] is also a student just like you."

"student?"

Number two looked at Li Tianxiu unexpectedly.

"That's right, he is still in college this year, with excellent grades, and was named one of the top ten outstanding youths in Hagi City. He is versatile. He is an underground racing driver in private, and is also a singer, painter, repairman, detective, and psychiatrist... ..."

"Ah, hello."

Li Tianxiu put his fingers together in greeting, and he greeted the others.

"Etc., etc……"

No. [-] was not calm anymore, and looked at Mr. Mask in shock: "This is a fucking student?"

The same people, why is there such a big difference between them?
"Yes." Mr. Mask affirmed.

"Okay, I don't care who they are, let's start!" Number Four couldn't help interrupting the conversation.

No matter how impressive the resumes of No. [-] and others are, they are just ordinary people who have never seen the world.

And he is a killing machine on the battlefield, he can crush them to death with one hand.

To him, the only two of them that could be considered a threat were number one and number three.

"At least give our Number Nine to..."

"Let me do it myself. I am a lawyer. Although I am well-known in the industry, I should not be at the same level as you." Number [-] sighed.

Excellence is also classified into grades, compared to overall quality. Among the nine people present, she may only be able to win against the con artist and psychopath.

"Very good! Let's get started then."

Mr. Mask opened his arms, and dazzling fireworks spewed out from the stage behind him.

The challengers looked serious, and their identities were ranked in order of numbers: Bishop, Psycho, Spy, Mercenary, Student, Actor (Dead), Ogre, Scammer, and Lawyer.

"Hey! Why am I crazy? Students, students!" Number Two protested.

However, there are two students, so it is not easy to distinguish.

"Then find me another characteristic!" Number two clenched his fists.

Well, let’s re-introduce now, the identities of the challengers are arranged in order of number: bishop, glasses, spy, mercenary...

Number Two: "Glasses..."

"Who are you talking to?"

Mr. Mask looked at him strangely.

"No, I didn't say anything." The glasses looked aside.

"Ok."

Mr. Mask frowned, and started to introduce again: "The challenge has officially started, the first level is a question and answer session, each question is ten points, a total of twenty questions.

Those with the lowest scores will be eliminated, and those with higher scores will be able to enjoy certain privileges in subsequent challenges. "

"Stop to the end?" No. [-] frowned.

"Why is it a question and answer?" Number Four was very dissatisfied.

So many ruthless people came here just to answer the question?
"Because that's how the game works."

Mr. Mask explained briefly, and then looked at the bishop: "The first round is a compulsory question, so let's start with the bishop number one. Are you ready?"

"Ask." The bishop said calmly.

God's teaching made him unable to bear the resurgence of sin, and now he is full of determination.

"Hahaha, take it easy, our first question is relatively simple."

Mr. Mask laughed, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and then asked a question: "You Truth believers should have read "He Is Watching You", right? May I ask the eighth line on page [-]?" What's the second word?"

"This tm is called simple?!" The glasses man was dumbfounded.

"In terms of general rationality, this is indeed a bit out of line." Li Tianxiu also frowned.

It is not difficult for a devout believer if he just memorizes the teachings.

But if you want to ask the page number, the difficulty is not at the same level.

Not to mention that judging from the name of this book, its status in the church is not the same as that of the Bible.

So in the eyes of the masked person, such a question is actually simple?
"Resistance."

The bishop replied with an unchanged face: "Those ignorant people who want to resist the supreme will will eventually be punished by the Lord."

"correct answer!"

Mr. Mask raised his hands, and the Bishop's scoreboard added ten points.

Colorful fireworks spewed out from the edge of the stage, and the dummies in the auditorium were also illuminated with various colors, and perfunctory canned laughter came out.

It's just that the challengers don't care how carefully the venue is designed, they only care about themselves.

Mercenary: "He actually knows the answer?"

Female lecturer: "This...isn't it normal difficulty?"

Lawyer: "This kind of memory is too scary..."

Glasses: "No, haven't you noticed? What kind of cult is he reading? A dictatorial declaration?"

The bishop's answer is correct, and the pressure on the rest is not insignificant.

But before they recovered from their horror, Mr. Mask started asking questions again.

"Number two, please listen to the question. If you are framed and sent to a mental hospital, how can you prove to the attending doctor that you are not mentally ill in the shortest possible time?"

(End of this chapter)