Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly

Chapter 139: Compromise (3)

(The coach sneered, turned away, and picked up his phone to instruct someone to take action.)

(You seize the opportunity to steal the phone and call the police.)

(After making the call, the coach returns, and you quickly put the phone back in its place.)

(Coach: You little brat, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, huh? I've already instructed my men to act. They're by the river now, and if you win this game, I'll immediately throw your parents into the river.)

(You enter the competition area without a word.)

(None of your teammates reports your act of calling the police.)

(You return to the game.)

(Mid-laner: Did you call the cops?)

(You: Yes.)

(Mid-laner: Then I might get caught too. I'm involved in gambling.)

(Support: Are you going to play seriously?)

(You: Yes. Just try to delay the game. They will target me for sure.)

(Jungler: Are you sure you can handle it?)

(You: Trust me.)

(In this match, you are relentlessly targeted by the opponents, feeling immense pressure. You use your skills to constantly give yourself psychological suggestions.)

(You successfully prolong the game to fifty minutes.)

(Finally, the police arrive.)

(You demolish the enemy's base.)

(The police regretfully inform you that they couldn't save your parents.)

(The voice of the invigilator echoed in your ears.)

(Invigilator: Pointless sacrifice, Rationality: 5 points, Emotionality: 5 points.)

(You terminate the deduction!)

Gu Yi opened his eyes, his mind a mess.

Following this path, he couldn't even secure the baseline score of 12 points. Was this exam pushing him to bow down to evil?

Gu Yi recalled the exam requirements again. The subject was named "Stress Test."

Could it be that the requirement of this exam was...

"Gu Yi, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing and you're not getting ready to go to the arena?"

"Just give me a moment."

Gu Yi closed his eyes once more.

(The deduction begins!)

(You discuss with your teammates.)

(You decide to compromise.)

(You play the fixed match and successfully receive the prize money prepared by the coach.)

(The voice of the invigilator resonates in your ears.)

(Invigilator: Wise compromise, Rationality: 6 points, Emotionality: 6 points.)

(You terminate the deduction!)

Gu Yi was stunned. He went through another deduction in his mind, this time even successfully saving his parents, inspiring his teammates, and winning the match, but failing to bring the coach to justice.

Yet, the final score was only ten points!

But...

Why?

Why does compromising directly grant a passing score so easily?

Gu Yi suddenly remembered the clearance condition written at the beginning of the dungeon, for the normal level, the condition was "pursue death." Could it be that the correct answer for this "Stress Test" was actually "choosing to compromise"?

In the first exam, choosing suicide also led to a high score.

This exam, from start to finish, seemed to promote the idea of surrendering.

Gu Yi clenched his fists tightly.

"I'm really stupid, only realizing now that something is amiss!"

Unusual clearance conditions.

Historical records filled with despair.

Roommate's remarks about giving up.

An exam content that propagates surrender.

All of these were subtly suggesting that giving up resistance would solve all problems.

"Are we just going to compromise like this?"

"What did you say?"

His four teammates stopped in their tracks.

"Is compromising the only path we have?"

Gu Yi slowly raised his head, his brows furrowed.

...

At the Dark Moon Circus.

"Move over, make some room for me."

"Go away."

"I don't want to sit next to that Pikachu, it's always so staticky."

The agents were sitting in front of a large screen watching the live broadcast, but Gu Yi's family members were still lying in the Scranton Stabilization Anchor at Dark Moon Circus.

Despite the uncertainty of the dungeon's host possibly having more tricks up their sleeve, the leader of Dark Moon Circus still advised Qu Kangping to keep his family in the stabilization anchor for safety.

With not much else to do in the Dark Moon Circus, the agents were left to watch the livestreams of the weird world.

At that moment, Gu Yi was lost in thought in the resting room. The agents, seeking more action, switched channels to watch Chris's broadcast.

After hearing a load of nonsense from his coach, Chris hid in the toilet and released all twenty of his evil spirits.

However, the spirits, upon approaching the coach, cowered in fear, not daring to get close to him.

The barrage was engaged in a heated discussion:

"What's going on?"

"That coach is a big thug with the blood of many on his hands, even spirits fear the wicked."

"Haha, looks like Chris's abilities don’t work on the coach."

Chris, not expecting this outcome, lingered in the toilet before resolutely returning to the competition arena.

With the spirits ineffective against the coach, he used them on his teammates instead.

He created illusions and intimidated each teammate who was thinking of surrendering, forcing them to play seriously.

Surprisingly, his teammates, driven by fear, actually won the first game.

Back in the resting room, the coach lashed out at everyone.

"You little brats, what are you trying to do? Can't you even throw a match properly? I want you to lose 0:3, got it?"

Chris, nonchalantly pointing at the team captain AD, said, "It was this guy who said we should play seriously."

Faced with Chris's blame-shifting, the captain accepted the responsibility, as he had indeed been the one insisting on playing genuinely.

The coach, sneering at the captain, threatened: "You're stubborn, huh? Believe it or not, I can have your family killed right now."

"You wouldn't dare!"

The captain stood up and punched the coach in the nose.

Everyone around was stunned.

The coach wiped his nosebleed and with a swift kick and several punches, knocked the team captain down.

"You little punk, do you know who's the boss around here?"

"Coach, let it be."

Chris quickly stood up, feigning concern, "Don't hit the captain anymore. We don't have any substitutes!"

"Hmph!"

The coach snorted coldly and left the locker room.

AD struggled to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You can't beat him."

"I know, don't need you to tell me." AD glanced at Chris, torn between gratitude and anger.

"Maybe we should just throw the matches? Our families are still in his hands."

"Fine, I get it."

In the following matches, Chris indeed threw the games as the coach had ordered.

Qu Kangping, puffing on a cigarette, said gleefully, "The wicked indeed grind the wicked. He used to be so arrogant in other exams, but here, even he has to bow his head."

"Team leader, this exam seems quite unusual."

"Indeed. I've seen the footage of other adventurer's completions. They all chose to compromise, and no one successfully resisted.

Even those who chose a 'die with honor' approach ended up with only 10 points.

That coach's combat prowess is also extraordinary; no adventurer has been able to kill him and escape unscathed."

"I'm not surprised by that at all," Qu Kangping said. "This dungeon constantly promotes suicide, giving up, compromise, and despair. Humanity can never triumph over the weird world. The rules of the exam are set by them; how can we expect them to adhere to our earthly moral standards?"

The group continued to watch as Chris played the role of a compliant player until the end of the second match. Then, he suddenly started to make some subtle moves.

When the coach went to the toilet, Chris followed closely behind. He released two spirits to block the door, creating illusions that made it seem as if the toilet was closed.

Pulling out his belt, Chris stood behind the coach with a cold smirk.