Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly

Chapter 150: Your Own Freedom (3)

Chapter 150: Your Own Freedom (3)

"Eat up quickly!"

The jailer hit Gu Yi hard on the head.

Gu Yi abruptly opened his eyes, nearly choking again on the swill and leftover food.

"Cough, cough..."

Suppressing his nausea, Gu Yi pretended to eat a couple of bites.

This deduction had set a new low.

The requirement for the exam was "to achieve your freedom during the test," and he had been striving for his freedom, but the outcomes weren't yielding higher scores.

After a moment of contemplation, Gu Yi decided to make a second attempt.

(The deduction begins!)

(You quietly eat your meal.)

(After lunch, you work together with everyone.)

(On the work site, a slave suddenly dies.)

(You are asked to help carry the body.)

(You assist the jailer in placing the body in the trash bin.)

(You are sent back to the quarry to work with everyone.)

(Two hours later, you are assigned to move items on the production line, transporting dream fragments.)

(After the transport, the jailers use instruments to check all the slaves, ensuring no one is hiding dream fragments.)

(After dinner, you and the other slaves are herded into the bathhouse for a bath.)

(You stay in the big bathtub with all the other slaves.)

(The slaves rarely showed smiles, but in the bathtub, they chatted, laughed, and even sang occasionally.)

(You suddenly feel a sense of comfort, almost wishing to stay there forever, not wanting to leave.)

(Instinctively realizing this thought is dangerous, you quickly use psychological suggestion on yourself to eliminate such ideas.)

(Bath time ends, and you leave the bathhouse.)

(You and the other slaves return to your cells to sleep.)

(Your exam time is over.)

(The voice of the Invigilator reaches your ears.)

(Invigilator: Temporary freedom, Emotionality: 6, Rationality: 6.)

(You end the deduction!)

"Damn it, it's really like that!"

Gu Yi opened his eyes, cursing under his breath.

Just like the previous exams, the scoring criteria were twisting the values of the examinees.

In this exam, the so-called "Your Own Freedom" was a false proposition. What they really wanted you to achieve was "the freedom," according to "their values."

Wapeng High School aimed to cultivate slaves who didn't know how to resist, cannon fodder who could sacrifice themselves and their loved ones for a goal.

Gu Yi's emotions intensified. He felt a sudden warmth in his right palm. Extending his hand in front of him, he saw the tattoo emitting a faint black light.

"Eat up quickly!"

"Yes, yes!"

Gu Yi nodded hurriedly, bowed his head down, and closed his eyes.

(The deduction begins!)

(You finish lunch and head to the quarry for work.)

(After receiving your tools, you work while focusing your consciousness on the palm of your right hand.)

(A wisp of black light emerges from your palm, forming a black orb about the size of half a basketball.)

(You extend the black orb towards the stones, and surprisingly, the stone fragments are absorbed by the orb.)

(You continue immersing your consciousness in the black orb.)

(You find yourself in a small, empty room, barely five square meters, where the stone fragments rest securely.)

(Not only that, but your fountain pen, exam admission ticket, lighter, and other plot-related props are also there.)

(When you shift your gaze to the walls of the room, you exit this space.)

(You feel a rush of excitement.)

(The black orb obtained in section B turns out to be a storage space; you can hide certain items inside this orb.)

(The sudden incident of a slave dying abruptly occurs as expected.)

(You take him to the trash bin.)

(You deliberately show your black orb in front of the jailer, but he seems unable to see it.)

(You realize that you can use the orb to store away your handcuffs and shackles, which is much more convenient than stealing the jailer’s keys.)

(You dutifully complete your work, and in the evening, while transporting dream fragments, you stealthily take some and hide them in the orb.)

(The jailer, during the inspection, fails to notice you hiding anything.)

(You excuse yourself to use the toilet.)

(The jailer leads you to the toilet, where the ground is covered in excrement. He stands at the door, unwilling to enter.)

(You suppress your disgust and squat in the toilet.)

(You immerse your consciousness into the black orb, discovering you can complete the concoction of the potion inside it.)

(The jailer outside urges you to hurry.)

(You pull up your pants and come out, using psychological suggestion on yourself.)

(You loop the handcuffs around the jailer’s neck and drag him into the pit, causing him to drown in filth.)

(You run out, scaling the wall to the quarry.)

(The quarry guard notices you and rushes towards you.)

(You run to the edge of the quarry and drink the potion.)

(You find yourself rapidly running through a chaotic space in the void.)

(You retrieve the lighter from the orb.)

(After you light the lighter, you instantly leave the chaotic place.)

(You find yourself in a void.)

(You end the deduction!)

"Got it..."

Gu Yi opened his eyes, feeling immensely excited.

The prison wasn't inescapable after all, and beyond it lay another space, surely filled with even more thrilling discoveries waiting for him.

At this thought, Gu Yi couldn't help but eat a couple more bites.

For his escape plan, he needed to fill his stomach, no matter how unpalatable the food.

...

In the real world.

The strategy team base of the Lighthouse Country had completely fallen.

The President lay buried under rubble in the Scranton Stabilizer Anchor, his fate unknown.

The new team leader, Roger, announced the abandonment of the rescue mission for the President and left the base with Professor Scranton.

Professor Scranton, a former adventurer like Gu Yi, had unlocked a cognitive talent, permanently enhancing his intelligence. Even after leaving the weird world, he could invent various technological products to combat the weird world.

The Scranton Stabilizer Anchor was one such invention, designed to counteract weird forces.

"How is the President?"

Professor Scranton appeared quite young, looking no more than thirty.

"It's too dangerous there; we can't do anything for him anymore."

Scranton pondered for a moment. "The weird power this time is unprecedentedly strong. Sometimes, I truly wish this would be the end of the world."

"Why?"

"Because the challenges ahead will only get tougher, not easier," Scranton said. "I've found that my Stabilizer Anchor is barely holding against the weird forces. Who knows what kind of challenging dungeons the weird world will concoct in the future? The entanglement of the real world and the weird world is deepening, and sooner or later, we'll become part of the weird world."

"There's no need to be so pessimistic, right?"

The professor remained silent. He turned on the car's television and switched to Chris's live broadcast. With a cold laugh, he pointed at the screen and said:

"Lighthouse Country needing a psychopathic killer to save it is already the most pessimistic thing in the world."