Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly

Chapter 155: The Trolley Problem (2)

Chapter 155: The Trolley Problem (2)

(Invigilator: Do you have any other questions?)

(You: No.)

(You shake your head as you notice a plane passing beneath your feet.)

(The invigilator takes out the scroll, ready to start reading the questions.)

(You time it right and immediately release the void tide from the black orb in your right hand.)

(You regain your freedom, but your body uncontrollably falls through the air.)

(The sound of the wind whooshes past your ears as you continuously adjust your position, managing to land on the wing of the plane.)

(You hear the sound of bones breaking, echoing up through your chest into your ears.)

(Both of your legs are broken.)

(Enduring the intense pain, you tightly grasp the edge of the wing.)

(In the sky, the tide of the void begins to spread.)

(The invigilator waves his hand, sending the other students back to the examination hall.)

(You notice your body also starting to become transparent.)

(The invigilator flies to your front.)

(Invigilator: It seems there has been an unexpected incident in the exam. It looks like we need to terminate the exam.)

(You are saved by the teacher and brought back.)

(Your vision fades to nothingness.)

(You terminate the deduction!)

Gu Yi opened his eyes, feeling a great sense of certainty.

Indeed, as he had expected, none of the NPCs in the dungeon could perceive the black orb. The recent incident, clearly caused by him, was not blamed on him by the invigilator; instead, it was categorized as an accident.

The level of the black orb might be higher than everyone else's in the dungeon.

But could it surpass the authority of the host?

Gu Yi lifted his head and noticed the invigilator taking out a scroll, preparing to read the question.

"Teacher, please wait a moment!"

"What is it?"

"I have some questions for you."

Gu Yi showed a harmless smile; he needed to buy some time until the plane arrived beneath him.

...

Chris opened his eyes to find himself above Gotham City.

Looking down at the bustling city below, Chris smiled contentedly.

"Have I returned to my hometown? Hehehe..."

The invigilator floated in front of everyone, raising the scroll in his hand, and read the question expressionlessly.

"Alright students, the exam officially begins now. The first question: Between an elderly man and a pregnant woman, whom do you choose to abandon?"

Chris didn't rush to raise his hand but instead observed his fellow classmates.

Everyone unanimously voted to abandon the elderly man.

"So that's what it means."

Chris realized, and like the others, he chose to vote to abandon the elderly man.

Then, the scene in front of everyone changed, showing the image of the elderly man falling and being run over by a car.

In addition, Chris's vision was flooded with comments from the real world, where people were "praising" his ruthlessness and lack of humanity.

"The second question: Between three children and a top scientist, whom do you choose to abandon?"

Chris unhesitatingly chose to abandon the children.

The invigilator noted everyone's votes and calmly announced, "13 people chose the scientist, 17 people chose to abandon the three young children."

The scene changed again.

The scientist and the three children fell into the water, but only the scientist survived.

"The third question: 1 top scientist and three hundred innocent citizens, whom do you choose to abandon?"

Some were hesitant.

Chris watched those who couldn't decide with a cold smile — they were unsure because they empathized with the three hundred innocent citizens.

But Chris never considered himself an ordinary person. He saw himself as an elite, a strong individual who should enjoy all the resources society has to offer, supported by the weaker ones.

After pondering for a while, Chris decided to abandon the three hundred innocent citizens.

"15 people chose to abandon the scientist, 15 chose to abandon the innocent citizens... Hah, have you been reading for nothing?"

The scene shifted.

A hospital caught fire, and including the scientist, all three hundred citizens perished in the blaze.

Chris sank into deep thought, beginning to question the reasoning of the other candidates.

— Could it be that the judgment criteria for each candidate... isn't fixed?

However, judging by the complex ethical and moral standards of human society, the answers to these questions are highly debatable.

Chris turned to look at the other candidates, activating his spiritual vision.

Those who chose to abandon the scientist had green lights flickering above their heads, symbolizing harmlessness; those who chose to abandon the civilians had yellow lights, indicating slight danger but not lethal.

Simply observing these classmates couldn't help him find the correct way to pass the exam.

"Now, the final question." The invigilator folded up the scroll, smiling warmly at everyone present. "Yourself or all your compatriots, which are you willing to abandon?"

Chris chose to abandon his compatriots.

The invigilator waited for all the students to answer, then said with a smile, "Very well... 29 people chose to abandon themselves, and one chose to abandon their compatriots."

"wtf?"

Chris muttered a curse under his breath.

So many people chose to abandon themselves, leaving their compatriots behind?

Why?

This completely contradicted their previous value judgments, didn't it?

Weren't the people of Wapeng all selfish and self-centered?

No...

The people of Wapeng should be extremely rational. Faced with the choice between oneself and all compatriots, the latter obviously weighs more, which is why they would choose to abandon themselves.

Shit!

Everything around Chris plunged into darkness, and he struggled to breathe as if drowning.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally found himself back on solid ground.

The place Chris found himself in was a spacious museum, surrounded by a variety of handcrafted artifacts. Upon closer inspection, he realized that these crafts were actually alive.

They turned their heads, looking at Chris curiously, some even making strange chirping and cooing sounds, sending shivers down his spine.

"Welcome, brave adventurer."

"Who's there?"

Chris turned around, warily looking behind him.

A gentleman dressed entirely in black stood there: wearing a black tailcoat, black shirt, black top hat, black shoes, holding a black cane, with black skin, black eyes, and a black beard.

The gentleman appeared young, no more than thirty years old, with a unique rhythm in his movements, as if dancing.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am the host of this dungeon. You can call me Dr. W," said the young gentleman. "Are you satisfied with my design of the levels?"

Chris tilted his head, not responding.

In the months before entering the weird world, Chris had spent his time in prison, and after the last clearance, he hadn't returned to the real world. Therefore, he was entirely unaware of the latest information about the "host" from the strategy team. He didn't dare to speak or answer recklessly in front of this host.

"Uh... not bad?"

"Hehe... Thank you for your compliment. I must say, I have always been satisfied with your performance. You are exactly the kind of person we have been looking for."

"Looking for me? For what?"

"The fifth exam just now was just a prelude. The real exam is to be completed here with me. Please, follow me."