Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 141 Question and Answer Challenge
Late night, 11:30.

General Colt had finished a call, but Li Qing and his companions were still stuck on the highway outside Rome.

The traffic jam lasted for a long time, Giorno and others who had been taking a nap woke up.

Their mental and physical strength had already been fully replenished, but they hadn't eaten all night on the march, and they couldn't help but feel a little hungry.

In the end, they decided to stop at the service area on the side of the road, take a rest and set off on their way.

Although it was late at night, the service area did not seem deserted at all.

Countless car owners who fled north from the disaster area in Naples gathered on this highway, which added a lot of popularity that was not usually there.

When Li Qing and others casually walked into a McDonald's to eat, there were already many diners sitting inside.

Most of them are drivers who did not eat in time due to traffic jams, and they inevitably devoured their meals and looked very inelegant.

There is one person who is different:
The man was about [-] years old, wearing a decent suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and eating without making a sound, he looked very civilized.

Of course, this alone cannot attract Li Qing's attention.

What made Li Qing inadvertently cast his eyes was actually a large book in front of the man.

He just sat alone by the window, carefully flipping through the books in front of him, while leisurely tasting the food on the table.

This temperament, this attitude, seems to make the reader detached from the hustle and bustle around him, and has a refined temperament detached from things.

Seeing such a scene, Li Qing couldn't help sighing in his heart:
"You're really good at pretending!"

"McDonald's is so noisy, you must be a ghost if you can read a book here."

He couldn't help but speculate badly about the purpose of the man reading in the fast food restaurant, and the man seemed to have noticed him.

The two strangers looked at each other for a while, and each looked back with a smile.

Li Qing didn't pay any more attention to him, and just followed Qiao Luno and others to sit down at the dining table next to him.

Buccarati came up to order alone, while the rest sat at the table and discussed the journey to Pisa:
"It took me a night to get to Rome, isn't it too slow to drive?"

"How about we get off the expressway and change planes and trains?"

Naranja suggested with some anxiety.

"The news said that because of the paralysis of the line caused by the earthquake, the trains in the entire south-central Italy have been suspended."

"As for the plane. Not to mention whether there is a suitable flight now"

Li Qing recalled the means of transportation that died in the line of duty today, and found that he couldn't quite count them for a while.

"just forget it."

"The car is slower, but at least it is safe."

Giorno understood Li Qing's thoughts, and he said to help:

"After passing through the transportation hub of Rome, the road after that will be much easier."

"There are only more than 400 kilometers left from Rome to Pisa. As long as there is no traffic jam, our car can drive smoothly to 120 kilometers."

"That's it!"

Naranja's anxiety eased slightly.

Unable to restrain himself, he raised his fingers and counted the remaining distance:
"400 kilometers, speed 120 kilometers per hour, divide 400 by 120"

"It should be easier to calculate by erasing the odds."

"Divide 400 by 1004 hours to arrive!"

It took Naranja half a minute to come up with an answer with difficulty.

He knew that he was not good at mathematics, but in order to better assist Bucciarati, Naranja was still looking for opportunities to exercise his ability in this area.

The companions here all knew about his habits, so even if they heard such a wrong answer, they didn't react too aggressively.

However, there was a piercing laughter from the side:

"Hahahaha!"

"Is there anyone who can't do elementary school students' problems like dividing 400 by 120?"

It was the middle-aged man who was reading a book in his seat who laughed.

Just as Li Qing maliciously guessed, this guy really wasn't reading seriously.

Hearing Naranja give such a fallacious answer, he even closed the book and couldn't help laughing out loud:

"400 divided by 120 equals 4 ha ha ha."

"This kind of guy is not even as good as a primary school student, what use is his brain!"

"What did you say?"

Fugo glared at the guy very violently:
He also often got angry and cursed when teaching Naranga mathematics.

But it's one thing to be scolded by one's brother, and quite another to be viciously humiliated by a stranger.

Hearing the middle-aged man mocking his friend's IQ so blatantly, Fugo immediately slapped the table angrily:

"Try saying one more sentence?!"

"Ha ha."

The middle-aged man was not at all intimidated by Fugo's violent side.

He stared at Naranja and Fugo with a sneer, and said without flinching:

"You want to force me to submit?"

"Even if it does, can this change the fact that you are idiots?"

"Neanderthals tens of thousands of years ago were physically stronger than Homo sapiens, with bigger fists than Homo sapiens, but what happened later?"

"Aren't they extinct by Homo sapiens with better brains because they can't master knowledge!"

The middle-aged man pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, his tone full of disdain.

His eyes seemed to be condescendingly looking down at a group of pigs huddled together in a pile of dirty dung, full of disgust:

“I can’t even master the most basic knowledge”

"I think you should not live in this world and pollute the next generation of human beings with your inferior genes!"

"Bastard!"

Fugo rushed forward, almost hitting the guy in the face with his fist.

Fortunately, after all, Apache, who was calm after all, held him by the side, otherwise the meal would not be good.

And the middle-aged man was so frightened that he hugged his head and trembled tremblingly, but after recovering, he was still very stubborn:

"Barbarians know how to use knives and guns."

"No matter how big the fist is, I won't give in in my heart. If you want me to bow my head and change my words, beat me in 'knowledge' if you have the ability!"

"Beat you with knowledge?"

Fuge immediately calmed down a lot.

As a child prodigy who was admitted to university at the age of 13, and a genius with the ability of photographic memory, he couldn't help being a little interested in this proposal.

Thinking about it, Fuge looked at the middle-aged man's eyes and couldn't help but a little more playful:
"Compare your wisdom with me? Hehe. Tell me, how do you want to play!"

"It's simple."

The middle-aged man tidied up his slightly messy collar, then said solemnly:

"It's better than who has more knowledge."

"Everyone asks each other questions, one person asks, one person answers."

"If whoever can't answer the opponent's question first, and can't ask questions that can stump the opponent, whoever loses.".
"Of course, you must know the answers to the questions you ask others."

The rules are very simple, but it is a very ordinary quiz game.

Anyway, the meal hasn't been served yet, and being idle is idle, Fuge simply played with this self-righteous man with a foul mouth to the end:

"Okay, let's play this quiz!"

"but."

Fuge asked very rigorously:
"You can ask any question? There is no limit to the subject matter, any category?"

"That's right, there are no restrictions on themes and categories."

The middle-aged man also held back his energy:

"The only requirement is that the questions you ask must fall within the narrow category of 'knowledge'."

"Astronomy and geography, physical chemistry, economic history...all of these are fine."

"But if you ask me to answer when your mother's birthday is and what kind of food your father likes to eat, then it's making trouble for no reason."

"Tch, I won't use such a boring trick!"

Fugo snorted disdainfully:
"Don't think I can win at a young age."

"I, Fugo, will defeat you with knowledge today!"

"it is good!"

"If you can really ask me a question that I can't answer, then I will kneel on the ground and admit my mistake to you and your friends."

"And if you lose. Hehe"

The middle-aged man excitedly pressed down the tome on the table with his hands, and fixed his gaze on Fugo's face:
"So, do you dare to formally accept the challenge?"

"Hello."

Li Qing always felt that something was wrong.

He took Fugo's arm and reminded softly:

"We are still being hunted down by people, there is no need to have grudges with people inexplicably."

"Let him have a bad mouth, let's just ignore him."

"fine!"

Fuge waved his hand impatiently, he had already been aroused by the middle-aged man:
"Since he thinks that his intelligence is superior to others, and that stupid people are not qualified to live in the world, then I will defeat him in the field he is best at!"

"Besides... just play a quiz game, nothing will happen."

With that said, Fugo replied solemnly:
"Four-eyed uncle, I accept your challenge!"

"it is good."

"Challenge established—"

The middle-aged man made a long ending with a smile, and the tome in front of him suddenly floated into the air.

It floated in front of Fuge, and the pages of the book moved automatically without wind, and even shone with a dazzling light.

"This, this is it."

Fuge's complexion suddenly collapsed: "Stand-in?!"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man, the old god, sat back on the seat and said with a meaningful smile:
"Dear Challenger, let's get to know each other again:"

"Technology, Adam Cheever."

With that said, the man named Adam pointed to the book floating in front of him again:
"This is my double, and its name is Quora. "

　Kavin can't take it anymore, just fast forward to the stand-in battle (/ω＼)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)