When Wang Ao said this, he slightly lowered his head, using the corner of his eye to glance at Lu Ce, with a hint of smugness in his gaze.

After all, from his experience, no one who came to him would fail to ask this question.

No matter how crazy or unstable the person in front of him seemed, he didn't believe they would remain unmoved by this matter.

"I can answer you, I can answer you truthfully, as long as you agree to play a game with me..."

At this moment, the staff members who had been closely monitoring each player's live stream were all stunned, gathering around Lu Ce.

They never expected that a game with seemingly no progress would suddenly take such an unexpected turn here.

[Isn't it... this simple? He just said it outright?]

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[I feel like this patient doesn't have any illness at all; he seems the most normal.]

[Everything's relative; compared to the current masked big shot, everyone seems pretty normal.]

[But did this game NPC really just reveal such crucial information so easily? Or has he met players like this before?]

[That's a bit terrifying to think about.]

Listening to Wang Ao's words, almost everyone was excited.

Except for one person...

"Shouldn't the person who's the sickest see a doctor? What's it got to do with me?" Lu Ce scratched his ear, speaking with some confusion.

"You... you don't want to ask this?" Wang Ao was completely thrown off. He could now basically confirm that the person in front of him was different from anyone he had met before.

So, he tentatively asked, "Brother... are you new here? Are you planning to stay here too?"

"If so, it seems like everyone has their own room. Why did you come to find me..."

Wang Ao's voice carried a hint of retreat, even a bit of grievance.

After all the torment he had endured here, he didn't expect someone to come and torment him even more today!

"If you really want me to ask you a question, it's not impossible..."

Lu Ce stroked his chin, speaking thoughtfully.

"What?" Wang Ao's eyes lit up with a red glow once again, the bloodthirsty desire resurfacing.

Listening to Lu Ce's voice, not to mention Wang Ao, even the audience in the live stream breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought Lu Ce had really lost his mind to the point of ignoring the easy way to clear the game right in front of him.

In the end, to everyone's anticipation, the Gluttony Mask on Lu Ce's face formed a thoughtful expression. (ˉ﹃ˉ)

Then, he leaned forward mysteriously and asked Wang Ao, "Actually, have you ever realized a problem?"

"What?"

"Five words are actually three words..."

"Five... what?"

After waiting for a long time, Wang Ao's mind buzzed, unable to react for a moment.

"Why are five words three words? Wait..."

Then, he counted on his fingers a bit, looked up at Lu Ce with a pained expression, and nodded speechlessly.

"When you put it that way, 'five words' is indeed three words, so what?"

"So, six words are also three words, right?"

Wang Ao: ......

"So, six equals five!"

His facial expression was numb. After living here for so long, this was the first time he was so eager to leave this place; he didn't want to stay in this hellhole any longer!

Lu Ce wasn't really expecting an answer from him, continuing to talk to himself.

"Following this logic, seven also equals five, eight equals five..."

"1=2=3=4.....=0!"

"I've discovered the unified equation of the mathematical world!"

"So, eating ten bowls of rice equals eating three bowls, which equals eating zero bowls, which means not eating at all, right?"

"I'm a bit hungry..."

At this moment, Wang Ao suddenly lunged forward, sincerely grabbing Lu Ce's hand, and said earnestly:

"Brother, I think your illness is a bit too severe, worse than mine."

"For some reason, this bizarre hospital didn't deliver any medicine today, which is really irresponsible."

"Tonight, when it's night, you should take my medicine. I think your condition is a bit serious."

[In ancient times, Kong Rong let others have pears; today, Wang Ao lets others have medicine!]

[Wang Ao is really being tormented; seriously, is this a question a person could think of?]

[I now feel like my masked brother is truly here to play the game, and it's all about having fun!]

[Poor Wang Ao! Wang Ao has been played to the point of breaking.]

After feeling sorry for Kirk and Long Wu, now people are feeling sorry for Wang Ao!

Lu Ce could be said to be the world's top heart disease doctor, making everyone feel heartbroken!

"Wait, no!" Wang Ao suddenly let go of his hand, his eyes flashing with violence, confusion, and chaos.

I seem to be the crazy one.

What am I doing?

Why do I care about this person's questions? Why do I care about his problems?!

I want... I want... hehehehe....

Thinking this, Wang Ao's face slowly revealed that perverted expression again, grinning like an idiot, with drool slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Sir, your question, I know the answer, I know all the answers."

"But, to know the answer, I have one condition: you have to play a game with me, then I can tell you."

This time, Wang Ao's chaos finally took over, preventing him from following Lu Ce's rhythm.

"What game?" This was also the first time Lu Ce truly responded to his question.

His eyes glowed with a joyful red light, as if he had finally arrived at his home turf, pulling out a metal piece from beneath him.

The metal piece was covered with mottled rust, but aside from some notches, the edges were all sharp reflections, clearly often sharpened, turning it into a knife!

The metallic color of the piece reflected the excited glow on Wang Ao's face; this was where his illness lay!

He looked at Lu Ce and said:

"Watch closely."

Then, he placed one hand flat on the ground, and with the other hand, he began to wildly swing the knife!

The tip of the knife danced between the gaps of his five fingers at such speed that it left afterimages.

A true dance on the knife's edge!

But his skill was clearly not that good, as the sound of flesh tearing and blood splattering occasionally erupted between the afterimages, causing Wang Ao to let out a satisfied moan, his eyes filled with growing excitement.

Finally, he stopped, the blood from his hand soaking into the ground, the crimson liquid flowing in rivulets.

He handed the blood-stained piece of metal over.

"Your turn, a hundred times." As if he had reached his home turf, Wang Ao grinned widely, like the Joker from a DC movie.

Lu Ce slowly raised his head, the mask on his face showing a big smile (*^____^*), and took the blood-stained piece.

"Like I said, Mr. Chen, I love you, and this time I'm serious....."