Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 221 – Vengeful Souls Seeking Death

“Now you understand why the light in the secret room is so weak. It's to reduce the probability of being discovered. When you kicked the wall just now, you were actually only a dozen centimeters away from the secret door. Thinking of the probability of you accidentally hitting it, I lowered the height of the secret door a little. Hehehe, you're already very smart, but it's a pity that you're a little lacking. I hope that in the next round, you'll perform even better.”

After the live streamer finished explaining, Bipson was already stunned.

The netizens in the live stream room were in an uproar, exclaiming praises endlessly.

“Death Judge, you've created a secret chamber to kill someone.”

“The live streamer's psychology is too awesome. You can think of everything. Why are you so awesome?”

“There's simply no one else. This time, it's really a test of your logical reasoning ability. I realize that the live streamer is becoming more and more handsome.”

“This fellow, he was just a little short. I'm afraid he's already regretting it to death. He was just a hair's breadth away from success. A perfect miss! Haha.”

Regarding this design, the netizens could not find a single flaw. Every aspect of the design was very outstanding. It tested both logical reasoning ability and the mind of the torturer. Unfortunately, he did not have the confidence.

This was why he missed the chance to escape. This level of control was able to clearly play with people's minds. The streamer was indeed worthy of being an expert in psychology.

Winning without a move and having a move was the essence of being awesome.

This IQ was truly a killing blow.

Clap Clap Clap!

A round of applause sounded.

The drunkard's face was filled with praise. “This secret chamber's design is really perfect. It's been a long time since I've met such a powerful opponent. What I thought or didn't think of, you've already done it. I'll give you 100 points for this design of yours. I'm not afraid of your pride.”

The policeman standing behind him was speechless. Don't forget your identity. You're a policeman. Your stance isn't right.

Ross's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot. His fists were clenched so tightly that they were white and blue.

'F*ck! He could even think of such an anti-human design.'

Monica realized that if she were at the scene, she would definitely have been able to find a way to crack it.

Thinking of this, Ross looked in her direction and noticed that her expression was cold and her eyes were filled with killing intent.

At this moment, the most devastated person was Bipson.

He stared blankly at the cracked wall, wishing that he could beat himself to death. At that time, he had already discovered the ash, so why didn't he think twice? It would only take him two to three minutes to figure out the crux of the matter.

The hateful thing was that he actually gave up.

He foolishly ran to another place to look for the so-called secret door, and the real exit was more than ten centimeters below his feet.

At this time, his entire body was like black charcoal, standing in place. Every breath he took, there was a piercing pain that made him grimace in pain.

Why? Why was this so?

Bipson let out a turbid breath. He did not want to stay in this sad place any longer. He walked towards the small door in the wall. In the end, he took too big a step, causing his burned lower muscles to tear. It made him suck in a breath of cold air.

” F*CK, damn it, Death Inquisitor. I'm not done with you.”

He slowly stretched out his foot. The sole of his foot was dark, like a large pig's foot. The shoe and the flesh had been connected together, and there was blood continuously flowing out from it.

“Damn it, if I can get out of here alive, I will cut you into a thousand pieces. I swear.”

Then, Bipson gritted his teeth and kicked the small door hard. He easily broke the bricks outside and entered the second stage.

The room was very bright, and in the middle was a large medical box.

At this moment, Jack's cold voice suddenly sounded, giving Bipson a fright.

“Congratulations on passing the first stage. There's a medical box in front of you. Go over and open it.”

Bipson learned to be cautious. He looked around and saw that other than the medical box, the surroundings were empty. This was not a secret room either, because there was a half-open door in front of him.

He walked forward and opened the box. There was an injection inside.

“Your current situation is critical. This is an adrenal injection. It can shrink your blood vessels and increase your immunity. In your current state, I'm afraid you will die before you reach the end. Of course, you can choose to ignore it. The choice is in your hands. I will give you one minute to consider.”

Bipson snorted. What was there to consider? With his current condition, it was hard to say if he could even last half an hour. was he going to wait for death here.

He took the injection and directly stabbed it into the vein of his left hand. He pushed all the medicine in the syringe into it and then let out a sigh of relief.

He chose to inject it into the vein. It was faster and more convenient. The effect could be seen in two minutes and could last for more than half an hour.

Then, Jack's voice sounded again.

“Very good. Next is the hunting game. You are currently at the bottom of a maze. What you need to do is to run as fast as you can and find a room with a humanoid shape. Entering the room is considered safe. I will hunt you down from behind. Do you still remember my iron claws? Once I catch you, I will not hesitate to open up four wounds on your back. Only then will it be interesting.”

As soon as he said that, the lights in the room went out. What followed was the sound of a woman crying. It was sad and miserable. Bipson's body trembled. Wasn't that Jenny's voice?

In the distance, he seemed to see a woman walking towards him naked. Her bloody eyes were glowing with green light. She waved her five claws and said in a mournful voice, “Give me back my eyes. My lower body hurts so much. I'm going to kill you.”

“Ah, you're still a ghost! Don't, don't kill me.” He turned around. There were four women standing in four different directions. Some had long hair, some had long tongues, and some had no heads. This horrifying scene directly made Bipson roar. His eyes burst, and he ran towards the small door in a panic.

“Ah, ghost! Don't kill me!”

The horrifying and shrill voice also made the netizens in the live broadcast room tremble.

“That is Jenny's voice. Could it be that this guy saw a ghost and was so scared?”

“Who knows? But the voice just now should have been edited by the Death Judge.”

“F*ck, I thought I saw a ghost.”

“I'm in the business of video editing. I'm telling you as someone who has experienced it before. This is the streamer's post-production sound effect, but it's done very well. There are almost no flaws.”

No matter what the outcome was, the netizens were really shocked.

Bipson almost saw God on the spot. His nerves had long collapsed into a line and he was pulled tightly. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Jenny, who was already dead. There was also the sound of thunder behind him. It seemed that there were many people crawling behind him. That scene scared him to death.

“Ah, ghost!”

Bipson, who was frightened to death, ran towards the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the face of a pit doll. There was still blood coming out of it. He was so scared that his eyes suddenly popped out. They were densely packed with blood and his mouth was wide open. However, he could not make any sound.

Chapter end