Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 154

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

Entering the second room, Brent slammed the door shut with a bang. He fell to the ground and panted heavily.

Every time he inhaled, he felt a burning pain.

“Damn it, when I get out, I'll definitely kill you.”

“Welcome to the Devil's key level. I wish you good luck!”

The cold mechanical notification sounded, but it didn't give Brent much time to catch his breath. The game had already started.

“Automatic timer activated. Sensing completed. Activation successful.”

Brent was shocked. The death helmet on his head let out a “ding” sound and started the countdown. There was a total of 10 minutes.

At the same time, the big screen in the center began to display the blood-red numbers. In his eyes, they seemed to have become deadly notes.

The key to the helmet was placed in a glass cabinet in the center.

As long as he got the key, he could stop the timer and stop the blades in the helmet.

He did not want his entire head to be cut into a skeleton.

On the left and right sides of the glass cabinet, there were two funnels filled with quicksand that were sliding down at a constant speed.

Under the key, there was a rectangular chip that was fixed on the rails on both sides of the cabinet. There was a sensor on each side.

If the distance of the fall exceeded the range of the sensor, it would be bounced away by the tentacles below. If the challenge failed, the result would be death.

At this time, the chip received the weight of quicksand and was gradually sinking.

“'F*ck! This is too easy! As long as I get the key, I can pass this level. I can just smash the glass directly,' Brent thought.

“Hey, brother, how did you grow so big? It's really hard for you. After all, it's not easy. I'll just give you some information. Do you see the 'W'on the glass? That's the strongest glass produced by Heng Tian Company. Even Barrett can't penetrate it.”.

“Also, as long as it vibrates slightly, the plane may deviate from its orbit and activate the death helmet directly. Can't you see the sensor on the left side of the chip?”

“What else can we do? I don't know what's going on with my IQ.”

Jack looked at Brent calmly and occasionally narrowed his eyes at the comments on the bullet screen.

Meanwhile, Judy pouted as the ponytail on her head swayed left and right.

“Look at the rotating gears below. There's a groove that connects to the circuit above. As long as you fill the groove, you can connect the positive and negative poles and the hairdryer below the plane, thus stabilizing a balanced state.”

“I think the temperature sensor on the hairdryer should be the command to open the glass cabinet door.”

Ross and the others glanced over and indeed found a 30-degree mark on the small screen at the side. It seemed to be the case.

But there was a problem.

“How can we fill the groove?”

Everyone looked at the rapidly rotating gears on both sides and their bodies suddenly trembled. Is that possible?

At this moment, Brent seemed to have thought of something. Time was passing by minute by minute, and he had already wasted a minute.

There were still seven minutes left before the helmet bomb was triggered. Every second counted.

He gritted his teeth, and only then did he realize that his teeth had already fallen out.

He was going all out.

His whole body propped up, and he stretched out his left hand, but in the blink of an eye, it stopped again.

His body's instinct forced him to withdraw his hand. Even animals had the characteristic of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, let alone humans?

There was almost no time left.

He glanced at the timer in the middle of the screen. There were still more than five minutes left.

“Ah!”

Brent roared and quickly extended his hand toward the rapidly rotating gear.

Ka Ka Ka!”

A muffled sound was heard. The flesh and blood on Brent's palm flew and was ground into minced meat.

It slowly flowed along the catheter to one of the grooves. The skin, flesh, and bones were torn into pieces when they came into contact with the gear.

“Ten fingers linked to the heart.”

Brent's scream was broadcasted live through the camera.

“Hiss…”

Someone sucked in a breath of cold air. Oh my god.”

“I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of blood. Someone save me. Give me two mouthfuls of fragrant air.”

“Get lost. You want to take advantage of the situation? Don't you know what kind of place this is? I'll give you a sentence. In your dreams!”

“Haha! You must be joking. Watch the live broadcast. Watch the live broadcast!”

Everyone was also stimulated. They found some fun to relax.

However, the current situation was really a little bloody.

“There's more. I'm sweating from watching. Isn't this a little too cruel?”

“If one day your woman is raped and killed, her sexual organs are dug out, and a cow's penis is stuffed in her mouth. She will be humiliated to death. I wonder if you'll still think it's cruel.”

“For a pervert like this, surviving is also a waste of the country's resources. Even if he dies, no one will collect his corpse.”

Soon, the groove on the left was filled, and the hairdryer was activated as he wished. The plane was slowly rising, and Brent let out a breath.

However, to open the glass door, the temperature of the two hairdryers had to reach 30 degrees.

However, it was different from the one on the left. The route to activate the hairdryer on the right was in a fence full of thorns. If one wanted to open the white switch, one had to reach inside because there were no handy tools around for him to use. If he wanted to get the key, this was the only way.

This was a bigger challenge.

Because the fence was filled with barbs, a light touch could cut the skin. The hooks would pierce into the skin and become tighter and tighter.

More importantly, there were two king-eyed snakes inside.

“Baka!”

Brent even spoke Japanese because he had studied abroad in Japan when he was in university.

'Oh my god. Look at the barbs on the fence. They are so beautifully made. It will definitely hurt when they pierce into the flesh. Hiss…'

At this moment, Brent clenched his fists tightly and stretched them into the fence. His movements were very light. The sharp hooks drew deep scars on his arms, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. It looked like a work of art.

The two eyes were sticking out their tongues, causing Brent's scalp to go numb. Almost, almost, almost.

Bang!

With a light sound, he smoothly turned on the switch.

The King Eye Snake did not attack him.

'Good! That's it, slowly!'

There was a rhythm in his heart. He did not know if it was to the snake or to remind himself. Soon, he discovered a problem.

As the hook was extended inward, it was easy to enter. But now, the hook had already pierced into his flesh. With a slight pull, he felt his entire soul being torn apart.

There was not much time left for him. He endured the intense pain and pulled with all his strength. Because of the strength, even the entire fence swayed.

Brent's eyes moved, and the eye snake crawled toward him.

Chapter end