One was as white as jade, the other as black as ink.
There are two characters written on the door.
The white door has the character for "life" written on it, and the black door has the character for "death" written on it.
Moreover, the pristine white gate is carved with various auspicious flowers and plants, and a holy and peaceful aura permeates the air, as if heaven lies behind the gate.
The Death Gate is carved with ferocious beasts, and a terrifying and ominous aura spreads continuously, as if it were a gateway to hell.
At this moment, Yang Ming and his two companions also rushed in, looking disheveled.
"Damn it! Finally got rid of those weird things. Damn it, where does that door lead? Why are there so many weird things?" Yang Ming patted the strange remains on his body and cursed loudly.
The other two were also in a sorry state, their clothes and pants resembling beggar's clothes.
"Huh! There are two more doors here, the door to life and the door to death? Damn, this bastard Zhou Qingfeng is playing a guessing game with us."
Upon seeing these two doors, everyone's instinctive reaction was that only one of these paths was a path to life, and the other was a path to death; choosing the right one meant life, and choosing the wrong one meant death.
This is a psychological game.
Normally, the "life gate" is more like the "path to life," ethereal and filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.
The Death Gate is clearly a dead end, a gateway to hell.
But when it comes to life and death, who dares to gamble?
What if the designer used the opposite logic?
What appears to be a path to life is actually a path to death, and what appears to be a path to death is actually a path to life.
Anything is possible.
However, faced with this life-or-death choice, no one panicked at all.
When in doubt, one can consult a counselor for clarification.
All eyes were now on Fang Xiu, waiting for him to make a decision.
Yang Ming said with a relaxed expression, "Brother Xiu, this is such a simple multiple-choice question, it's up to you. Can you predict which door leads to a way out?"
Fang Xiu nodded and replied calmly, "I have already seen the future."
Then he walked straight toward the Gate of Death, a portal that resembled hell.
He guessed that the path to life lay behind the death gate, and that the dean wanted to convey a message through this method: to live in the face of death.
This aligns with the dean's philosophy, since becoming supernatural is like experiencing death and then being reborn.
Then... he died.
After entering the Gate of Death, one is plunged into endless darkness and then crushed by an invisible force.
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"Hugh, this is such a simple multiple-choice question, it's up to you. Can you predict which door leads to a way out?"
"I can already see the future."
Then, Fang Xiu walked straight toward the Gate of Life, a gateway that resembled paradise.
The gate of life is the path to survival. It seems the dean is trying to say that I won't play games; sincerity is the key. Trust me, I won't lie to you.
Then... he died.
After entering the Gate of Life, one is enveloped in endless white light, a vast expanse of white that obscures everything, and is then annihilated by the white light.
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"Hugh, this is such a simple multiple-choice question, it's up to you. Can you predict which door leads to a way out?"
Fang Xiu: "You choose."
Yang Ming: "......"
Fang Xiu guessed that it was impossible for both paths to be dead ends, which meant that the key lay with Yang Ming.
"No, Hugh, I choose? Don't be ridiculous. It's a 50/50 chance. What if I bet wrong? I'll be dead!"
Yang Ming was clearly not very willing.
However, Fang Xiu said, "You are destined by Heaven and will not make the wrong choice. Besides, since Zhou Qingfeng left you a gift, he will naturally not let you die easily."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ming felt that it was reasonable and convincing, and his confidence increased greatly.
"You're right, I'm sure I'll make the right choice."
After saying that, Yang Ming strode towards the Gate of Life.
A flash of white light appeared, and Yang Ming's figure disappeared into the white light.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
A few seconds later, a head emerged from the birth canal.
It was Yang Ming.
Yang Ming, beaming with joy, said, "The Gate of Life is the Path to Survival, come in, all of you."
Whoosh!
Ma Xingbang was the first to rush in, as if afraid of being beaten to it by someone else.
Without the slightest hesitation, Bai Qi walked straight towards the Gate of Life.
At this point, only Fang Xiu remained.
Yang Ming urged, "Brother Xiu, what are you waiting for? Let's go."
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. Could it be that the key to passing the level was that Yang Ming had to enter first?
With this question in mind, Fang Xiu slowly walked into the Gate of Life.
Then... he died.
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"Yang Ming, go through the Death Gate. I can already see the future," Fang Xiu said calmly to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming nodded without the slightest doubt and walked straight into the Death Gate.
A moment later, Yang Ming leaned out and said to the crowd, "Come in, what are you waiting for? How could Brother Xiu's prediction be wrong?"
Fang Xiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"Yang Ming, come out first."
Although Yang Ming was somewhat puzzled, he still obediently came out.
"What's wrong, Brother Hugh?"
Fang Xiu did not explain, but looked at Bai Qi.
"Bai Qi, go inside."
Bai Qi nodded and walked straight into the Death Gate. A moment later, he came out as well.
He said to everyone, "The Death Gate is fine."
At this moment, Fang Xiu seemed to realize something and said to Yang Ming, "Yang Ming, go to the Gate of Life; Bai Qi, go to the Gate of Death."
Yang Ming was instantly shocked: "No way, Brother Xiu, I have no grudge against you, why would you want to harm me?"
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