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161-11 Lucky
Mo Bei used both hands to pull himself up, and as his body extended halfway, he immediately placed his right leg on top, then rolled to safety.
Mo Bei immediately stood up, noticing that the connection between the two floors had been filled in. He looked up at the passerby and saw that He was withdrawing his right palm. He then said, "I found out, didn't I? You were secretly trying to do something bad, and you even wanted to lock me up there."
Seeing that the passerby ignored him, he looked around boredly. He noticed that the pillar was 0.5 meters further from the connection point than before, and there were doors in three directions, each displaying three numbers. In the very center were two large characters: "Lucky." This was the fourth consciousness of the Seven Consciousnesses Hall: Luck!
Mo Bei initially judged that these doors required a choice, so he hesitated between the three, unable to make up his mind. Seeing his indecisiveness, the passerby slowly spoke: "This is a lucky challenge. Please choose one of the three doors to enter; the result is random." Mo Bei breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully saying, "Thank goodness there's no time limit!" The passerby smiled slightly and slowly said, "Thinking time: 1 minute; selection time: 30 seconds." Mo Bei inwardly scoffed, only daring to mutter to himself, "It would be better to limit it to 1 minute and 30 seconds." The passerby, naturally able to read his mind, said, "Total time: 1 minute. If you disobey, it will be shortened by 50%." Mo Bei stopped his wild thoughts upon hearing this.
Mo Bei tried to find the truly correct door from among the three doors and the surrounding environment. But what Mo Bei didn't know was that the number on the correct door was just randomly picked by the passerby. Did you think that stinky passerby could actually come up with some kind of intellectual puzzle? At most, he'd just use some cheat codes… Hey passerby, what are you looking at? I'll hit you!
Unable to refuse, the passerby said, "30." This startled Mo Bei, throwing the countdown into disarray. Mo Bei protested, "Isn't it 46 seconds?!" Actually, there were still 48 seconds left, and during their casual conversation, 46 seconds remained. However, only Mo Bei could question the passerby's authority! Mo Bei suddenly felt immense pressure and looked at the passerby, who simply vanished. Was Mo Bei truly left to rely solely on luck? Feeling immense pressure, he decided... to maintain low cortisol levels!
Take me back, back home~
Đường về cũng chẳng có xa~
Đưa em về qua ba ngã năm~
Năm ngã ba là nhà~
The passerby, seeing Mo Bei dangling there, felt his vision go black again (though his eyes were naturally black, and even shimmering): Of all the Mo Bei he'd mentored, he'd never seen one so...inhuman (the customer quickly realized he couldn't say that)...utterly devoid of spirit! He'd never seen such an inhuman Mo Bei! This was simply the worst protagonist he'd ever mentored.
"Mo Bei doesn't have much time left," the passerby said slowly. "10 seconds left."
The platform began to shrink outwards from the origin. Mo Bei watched the shrinking platform, peering down from the edge: the two houses from before were gone, only endless void. Mo Bei reached down, wondering, "Why can't I grab anything? Shouldn't there be something?" Though he was thinking this, his hand continued to reach. The passerby's intention to provoke Mo Bei into making a choice had ironically become Mo Bei's treasure hunt.
As soon as the passerby pointed to the "treasure pool" in the middle, the area of the pool rapidly expanded. Mo Bei, who was still crouching and trying to grab the treasure, was startled and hurriedly crawled towards the door marked "7". The passerby saw this and nodded in satisfaction. He had indeed chosen the correct door, and then his eyes widened in surprise...
Mo Bei stood on tiptoe, perched on a small protrusion by the door—the only place he could stand. He gripped the door tightly with his arms outstretched. Seeing the passerby look over, he grinned broadly, "Is this some kind of crazy Maggie game?" The passerby was stunned by this move. Sure enough, the newbie always beats the pro.
A passerby gave him a push from a distance, and Mo Bei was shoved through the door, still desperately shouting, "If you want to kill me, then don't give me hope. Give me hope and then destroy me with your own hands." However, if the universe wants to kill you, it won't even give you hope.
Mo Bei found that nothing seemed amiss and happily walked into the corridor leading to the room.
Mo Bei entered the second room, and the passage behind him suddenly closed, startling him. He rushed forward and banged on the closed passage. The next second, three doors appeared on the wall corresponding to the pillars at the 3, 6, and 9 o'clock positions, one of which was right in front of Mo Bei.
Mo Bei was so frightened that he quickly retreated, and at that moment, the passerby's voice drifted over from afar again: "Please choose the most handsome person."
Mo Bei retreated to the middle and looked at the door that had appeared. Above it were the names: Passerby, Yan Yu, and She Jingbing. Mo Bei was very dissatisfied: "Why isn't my handsome self on this list! This is a fake list!" Passerby, puzzled, thought, "Do you even know your own name?" and began counting down: "10...9..." He then moved the door forward a few steps, leaving Mo Bei stuck there again.
Mo Bei was brainstorming when he hurriedly said, "Wait a minute (Passerby stops expanding outwards into the void)! I need to pee..." Passerby was puzzled: "There's no way I need to pee here! I should have just made your common sense a level, hurry up and choose!" The void started expanding outwards again, and Mo Bei spoke again: "Where do you live?" Passerby casually replied: "First Starry Sky." Mo Bei glanced at the three doors: "There aren't any. So what's your name?" Passerby then realized he hadn't said his name and said: "Passerby." Mo Bei looked around after hearing this: "Oh, avoid this one." The customer was furious and sped up the expansion. Mo Bei, seeing this, cried out: "Oh dear, you can't take this." He then hurriedly walked into Passerby's door.
Mo Bei muttered in the passageway, "He's already got that kind of ugly face, and you call him handsome? Even if I didn't know what the other two looked like, I still wouldn't choose you. If it weren't for wanting to live..." Upon hearing this, the passerby conjured up an image of himself as incredibly handsome and awesome.
Mo Bei entered the next room, and the passerby asked, "Which one is the most spiritually gifted?" A door appeared, displaying images of Qian Xingdou, Mo Teyl, and She Jingbing. The passerby added, "Mo Bei is definitely the least spiritually gifted." This was clearly taking advantage of Mo Bei's lack of knowledge.
Mo Bei pondered, "Since that Shejing Ice appeared twice, let's choose Shejing Ice." The customer, upon hearing this, also thought, "After all, the origins of Qianxingdou and Shejing Ice are extremely similar, but Qianxingdou has a higher weight..." Then he tossed his hand away, "Forget it, let him live. He's amused me today."
Mo Bei happily walked towards She Jingbing, and with a flick of her hand, She Jingbing transformed into a thousand stars.
Mo Bei walked to the next room, and a passerby asked, "Who is the villain?" Three names appeared on the door...
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