Clown Game
Chapter 175 - 175 163 Eight People

Chapter 175: Chapter 163: Eight People Chapter 175: Chapter 163: Eight People Chen Xiao climbed out of the elevator…

Outside the elevator, there was a hallway only three or four meters long, and at the end of the hallway was a closed electronic door…

Chen Xiao looked back at the elevator behind him, and sure enough, it was a specially made elongated box, which now lay completely toppled to the ground. Next to it was a relatively suspended small platform, able to provide very good shock absorption and shift of center of gravity. If it weren’t for this platform, given Chen Xiao’s small stature, it would have been quite difficult for him to shake the “fake elevator.”

Apart from these, there was nothing else in the hallway, so after surveying the scene behind him, Chen Xiao turned around and walked straight towards the electronic door not far ahead.

When he was about half a meter from the door, the door received the signal and, with a “zzzt” sound, automatically opened to both sides. Following that, what appeared before him was a not-too-large space.

Of course, it was much larger than inside the elevator, probably over 70 square meters—a completely square room with no decorations. It resembled a freshly painted room, yet to be furnished, except that on three of the walls there were three sensor doors each, and the remaining wall had four doors, making a total of thirteen doors.

In the center of the room was a table, styled exactly like the metal table from the last time they participated in the Black and White game… Around it were twelve chairs emitting a cold hue, giving anyone who glanced at them the sensation of a chill on their buttocks.

Around the table sat five people, each maintaining a certain distance from the others. Upon hearing the door’s sound, they all turned their gazes toward Chen Xiao…

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The atmosphere was rather delicate.

As for Chen Xiao, he crouched slightly, one hand in his pocket, and under so many watchful eyes, he very fucking politely flashed a smile and waved his hand…

“Hi…” he greeted.

Of course, the others just looked at this strange fellow, their brows slightly furrowed, without giving a single response.

Chen Xiao minded the awkward atmosphere, using these few seconds to observe the people.

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The burly man sitting directly in front of him, who had noticeably abundant body hair, was seated but one could tell that in terms of height and weight, he was in the same tier as Bai Xiong. Moreover, without making any particular effort, he exuded a strong oppressive feeling… Well… with that image, he should totally be competing in the “Strength” category.

Let’s take another look at the person a few chairs away from him, a person without any distinguishing features, short hair, wearing a bulletproof suit similar in style to Chen Xiao’s, with an expressionless face. He only glanced casually at Chen Xiao when he first walked into the room before turning his head away, as if he didn’t care much.

Sitting directly opposite the man with short hair was a woman who was quite attractive, but she was definitely around 40 years old. The traces of years were quite obvious at the corners of her eyes and between her eyebrows, and her body seemed weak, making it hard to imagine that such a person was still in the field agent group, and moreover, she was a level C personnel.

Between the man with short hair and the woman was a gaunt man dressed in a black suit, with severely sunken cheeks on both sides of his face, looking like a gravely ill patient from a distance.

That left only one person remaining, probably just over 30, with a small and thin frame, sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked. At the moment, he was staring straight at Chen Xiao, emitting a very punchable vibe…

In a very short time, Chen Xiao finished observing these people. He also noticed that their clothes and trousers were full of wrinkles and dust. The man who looked like a robust gorilla, possibly showing some “atavistic phenomena,” even had a long, obvious scratch on the knuckle of his left hand… It must have been caused by hitting something hard.

In short, from the above details, it was easy to deduce that these people, just like Chen Xiao, must have just been through some extremely tricky selection… What was worth noting was… that the times taken by these people were all shorter than Chen Xiao’s… Although he still didn’t know what those numbers represented, it seemed logical that the more remained, the better.

In fact, with Chen Xiao’s level of imagination, he should have found the answer as soon as he discovered the hidden hatch on the ceiling in a puzzle like “escaping the elevator,” but the trouble was his imagination was too wild. What should have been the only solution to the puzzle had spawned many conjectures, resulting in a waste of a lot of time.

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Without further ado, after briefly observing the four other people present, Chen Xiao casually chose a seat and sat down, close to the woman, because, as common sense dictates, when a group of strangers gather in the same space, the most talkative, the most emotional, the first to start disputes, and the most likely to stir up trouble, are usually women. (Speaking of this on Women’s Day feels quite sassy.)

A few seconds after Chen Xiao sat down, there was a “szzz” sound. Chen Xiao turned around and saw a door behind him open, and a man with a cigarette in his mouth walked out. This time, the gazes of the other five people followed Chen Xiao’s and moved to this man. However, this guy didn’t care at all about the group sitting there; with a sleepy face, he staggered to the nearest chair, sat down in a standard “paralyzed posture,” then drew the last breath of his cigarette in one go, flicked the butt to the floor, closed his eyes, and looked as if he intended to take a nap first.

The others exchanged glances, all lost in thought, but no one said a word…

By this time, about a minute had passed since Chen Xiao left the elevator. If the meaning of the countdown was “those who haven’t solved the puzzle when time ends will be eliminated”… then, the seven people who had made it through the selection should be those present. Chen Xiao glanced around at the others with the corner of his eye and noticed that apart from the “paralyzed brother,” everyone else had also adjusted their sitting positions, sizing each other up while seeming to wait for something; it looked like everyone was thinking the same thing.

Suddenly, the distinctive “szzz” sound of an electronic door came again. Next to the door Chen Xiao had come through, another door suddenly opened. A young girl with a panicked face rushed out, glanced at the time on her phone as if a weight had been lifted, then looked around the room with a lost expression, her gaze meeting everyone’s eyes, before hurriedly sitting down in a chair like a student who had arrived late for school.

So, in the room at this moment, counting Chen Xiao, there were exactly eight people, six men and two women.

The next second, an electronic synthesized voice began to sound…

“The first round of selection for this Elite Thinking Contest has concluded. Those who did not pass the selection will lose the right to compete… Next, the rules for this competition zone will be announced—”