Comprehensive manga: daily UP master

Chapter 71 The World Turns Like a Kaleidoscope
The wheel was still turning.

In order not to let other system holders know that the clown gave Gu Tong a special case, the clown and Gu Tong were alone in a room.

"Then the second round of questions." The clown robot pressed the handle of the roulette, and the pointer rotated at a high speed. Gu Tong felt his brain was a little dazed, and finally the pointer stopped at the third plate.

The question on this board is - Which country in the world do you live in that has the lowest average height for people.

Gu Tong thought for a moment, "Indonesia?"

He had the impression that he had read related articles, and he was deeply impressed by the content of the articles at that time.

The clown robot grinned and grinned, "It must not be luck, so the third round of questions."

It pressed the handle of the roulette again, and the pointer rotated at a high speed, and finally the pointer stopped at the fifth plate.

The question on the board is - the name of the author who created "The Interpretation of Dreams".

Gu Tong raised his eyebrows. He had read this book, and the complicated text in it made him want to vomit, so he was deeply impressed by the author's name: "Sigmund Freud."

"Oh, it seems that you still have some strength," the clown robot covered its mouth, "then the fourth round of questions."

It pressed the handle of the roulette wheel again, and the pointer rotated at high speed. Finally, the pointer pointed at the eighth plate.

The question on the board is - which country will host the Olympics for the first time?
Gu Tong was stunned in place, he was a little restless, he pinched his chin and thought for a long time before saying, "France?"

He knows very little about the Olympics, simply because he's not interested.

If Chu Zihang was here, he would be able to answer these questions easily, but the person standing here is Gu Tong, and he is not a perfect person.

"Oh, my God, what a pity, the answer is Greece!!!" The clown robot laughed wildly as if it was about to explode.

The mechanical parts on its face were twitching constantly, and the clockwork on its head was spinning at high speed.

It turned the roulette to the other side abruptly, revealing the other side of the roulette, the black death roulette full of means of punishment, "Then it begins."

It pressed the handle of the roulette wheel, and the pointer rotated at high speed, accompanied by jazz music playing in this classical room. Finally, the pointer stopped at plate No. 13 - Hanging.

Gu Tong didn't even react, his body was already placed in a meat grinder.

However, in fact, this completely transcends the definition of hanging.

In the next moment, there was no time for him to howl, and his body was smashed into pieces of meat.

Frenzied blood spattered on the face of the clown robot. It wiped the blood on its face with its mechanical claws, tilted its head and muttered:

"Oh, it's too bloody, it's a little bit inappropriate, no, I mean, I mean, it's too good, it's a pleasure, isn't it, a despised coward living in a cramped apartment The shrinking turtle inside should be punished like this, everyone thinks so, right?"

The fragments of Gu Tong's body were quickly reassembled. He lay on the ground and vomited violently, as if he wanted to vomit out his internal organs violently.

The chaotic and disorderly humming sounded in his mind, as if countless moths were screaming hysterically in his ears, constantly tearing his eardrums apart.

Every nerve was trembling violently, every cell was howling violently, and the whole body seemed to not belong to him, becoming strange and frightening.

The clown robot asked with a smile: "How was it? Isn't it unforgettable? The pleasure of that moment."

"The next round, there are two more rounds"

It took Gu Tong a long time to get up from the ground. His whole body was trembling, the corners of his mouth were twitching and trembling, and his dark and empty pupils were looking directly at the clown machine.

Those extremely deep pupils seem to be able to drag people into it.

"It's really strange. A normal person would have had a mental breakdown by now." The clown turned the wheel to the front and grinned:
"Then as you wish, the next round."

The pointer of the roulette wheel was rotating at high speed, and Gu Tong felt that the world in front of him was in a trance, as if it had been split into seven or eight pieces. His retina was still slowly recovering, and his pupils were still blind for the time being.

When the pointer stopped, Gu Tong's eyes returned to normal.

He stared at the words on the board on the roulette with a dazed expression, and a slight light flickered in his pupils.

The clown robot stared at Gu Tong's face, "Mr. Gu Tong, the fifth round question is, what is the largest country in the world where you are currently?"

Gu Tong thought for two seconds with a somewhat blank look in his eyes. He tilted his head and replied: "Russia?"

The clown robot grinned and said: "Congratulations, you got the answer right, then the next round is the last round before you can complete your goal, I think you are a very interesting person, sir, how about we play a game, a special game. "

There was a faint light in Gu Tong's dark eyes: "What game?"

The clown robot took out a revolver from nowhere, and handed the revolver to Gu Tong, "Russian roulette, this is also a very interesting game, much more interesting than any quiz game."

At the same time, the huge roulette behind the clown robot has disappeared.

The tools of Russian roulette are revolvers and human lives.

The rules of Russian roulette are simple: put one or more bullets in the six chambers of the revolver, spin the wheel at will, and then close the wheel.

Participants in the game take turns pointing pistols at their heads and pulling the trigger. The one who gets shot is judged to be the loser, and the one who suffers from stage fright is also the loser. The one who persists until the end is the winner.

"I feel that you are very dissatisfied with me, sir. I will give you a chance, a chance to make my brain blossom." The clown robot covered his mouth and smiled strangely.

"It's interesting." Gu Tong took the revolver, his voice a little hoarse, "In fact, you don't intend to give me any choice."

"Because I gave you the privilege from the very beginning, otherwise you should have left with your broken arm in the first round of questions," the clown robot laughed:
"Is this difficult to understand, sir, you are like a lamb at the slaughter!"

"It's not difficult to understand." Gu Tong opened the magazine of the revolver and checked the number of bullets in it. There was only one bullet in the magazine.

Gu Tong turned his gaze to the ceiling, "Whoever turns the wheel, here are just the two of us."

"Of course it's up to the system." The clown robot smiled while covering its mouth.

Immediately, an invisible force rotated the barrel of the pistol in Gu Tong's hand any number of times, and finally closed the wheel of the pistol and moved upwards.

Click.

Gu Tong's mind kept replaying the sound of the pistol cylinder rotating.

It's a wonderful feeling.

The world is like that wheel.

It's spinning like a kaleidoscope.

Gu Tong clearly remembered the position of the bullet in the magazine with his brain that was about to be torn apart.

Gu Tong also deeply remembered how many times the power of the system turned the wheel.

Every torn nerve is reminding him to be calmer. He seems to be tearing his chest apart, but the wheels of his brain are still turning.

Gu Tong built a model in his mind, and the initial data was the position of the bullet in the bullet chute.

The bullet kept flipping along the bullet chute in Gu Tong's mind countless times, and finally settled on a fixed position.

Gu Tong looked at the bullet chute model that was gradually blurring in his mind and came to a conclusion.

The gun will go off when the trigger is pulled for the sixth time.

It will ring loudly, accompanied by bloody baptism.

"Oh, Mr. Gu Tong, don't you think that the world is as beautiful as a kaleidoscope," the clown smiled grinningly, and said with his arms outstretched, "It's also as beautiful as the wheel of a pistol."

Gu Tong handed the revolver in his hand to the clown, "Start with you?"

"Yes, of course, it has to start with me." The clown robot smiled calmly.

It took the revolver, pressed it against its mechanical brain, and pulled the trigger with its slender mechanical claws.

The first shot didn't go off.

This means that one of the remaining five shots will definitely be true.

The bullet slot can only hold six bullets. Pulling the trigger six times means one revolution. There is only one bullet in these six bullet slots.

Only one shot will go off, and that shot will determine the outcome.

"It's your turn." The clown handed the pistol to Gu Tong.

It knows that the pistol will fire on the sixth shot, so it will definitely choose to pull the first trigger by itself.

In this way, when the sixth shot was fired, it was Gu Tong's turn to take the pistol and pull the trigger to his head.

From the moment the game started, Gu Tong seemed destined to lose.

Gu Tong took the pistol, his vision was torn apart, his pupils were covered with scarlet, and then he put the revolver on his head, staring at the clown machine and asked:

"Do you know that there is a saying in our place called Feng Shui turns?"

The clown robot grinned, "I'm not very interested in the knowledge of your world."

"You'll be interested." Gu Tong grinned the corners of his mouth like a clown machine, and pulled the trigger without thinking. There was no gunshot or blood splashing in the quiet and narrow space.

This is the second shot, there is no gunshot, there is only a jamming sound.

The clown smiled strangely, waiting for Gu Tong to return the pistol to it.

But Gu Tong didn't hand the pistol to the clown, but pulled the trigger on his head again.

This was the third shot, and the gun still didn't go off, but the clown's face changed.

Gu Tong still did not return the revolver to the clown robot, but aimed at his forehead and pulled the trigger for the third time.

The gun still didn't go off.

The clown's expression froze completely.

This is the fourth shot.

Gu Tong grinned and pulled the trigger for the fourth time. The gun still didn't fire, but it was deafening enough.

This is the fifth shot.

By this point, the revolver's magazine had turned nearly a full turn, and the last remaining round was undoubtedly loaded.

"This is impossible."

The clown robot's voice was trembling, and it looked at Gu Tong in disbelief.

The clockwork on top of its head stopped rotating, and the red light in its eyes flickered, "You pulled the trigger four times in a row."

"I also took a round of risks for you, you should really kneel down and thank me," Gu Tong happily handed the revolver in his hand to the clown, and lowered his voice as if nothing had happened:
"Now. It's your turn."

Dead silence, deathly silence.

Gu Tong stared at the clown with his dark eyes, he tilted his head, his eyes were like a cold dead pit.

"What's wrong? I'm waiting for you"

"Don't just back off now. When you bastard cut off my arm and chopped me into minced meat, I never saw you hesitate like this." Gu Tong pointed the pistol at the clown On his forehead, he read softly:

"peng."

Parts of the Joker's face twitched, but the gun didn't actually go off.

Gu Tong covered his face and smiled, he smiled purely, like an aggressive child, "Sure enough, it's only interesting if you shoot yourself, isn't it?"

The clown's mechanical voice trembled: "You knew from the beginning that the gun would go off on the sixth shot?"

"Ah, do I look so smart?" Gu Tong shrugged.

The clown said in disbelief: "Then you still give me the first shot, you want me to think I have won"

"Maybe?" Gu Tong raised his eyebrows.

The red light in the eyes of the clown robot was extremely dim, "After that, you pulled the trigger four times in a row, breaking the original sequence."

If the original order was followed one by one, Gu Tong would definitely take over the sixth shot.

"And there is no rule that you can't shoot yourself in the head a few more times." Gu Tong caressed the revolver in his hand.

"You won, sir," the clown robot took the pistol with a stiff mechanical claw:
"Maybe I awakened a monster."

It put the pistol on its forehead and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out in the narrow space, tearing apart all the silence and uneasiness. The clown's head was completely pierced by the bullet, and the parts carrying electric current sputtered in all directions.

When Gu Tong came to his senses, his eyes were already pitch black, and a system notification sound came from his ears.

[Congratulations, you have successfully survived six rounds of questions in this dimensional question and answer field, breaking your highest record in history. The current highest record is: the sixth round of questions, a total of sixteen rounds of questions, please continue to work hard]

[You have received a reward: 5000 dimensional coins, dimensional coins can be used to bid for items in the dimensional auction, please spend carefully]

[You have completed system task nine: Enter the dimensional question and answer room once, and survive six rounds of questions in the dimensional question and answer room]

[The reward for completing System Task [-] is: Unlock access to the Dimensional Auction, and get a ticket to the Dimensional Auction]

(End of this chapter)