Chapter 649, First Level
"Why didn't you guys go get breakfast?" Zhong Yongan looked at everyone in surprise.
"I don't have much of an appetite." Zhong Yangyang showed an embarrassed expression.
She has always been easily seasick in all kinds of transportation. After getting on the boat yesterday, she didn't feel seasick and thought she had adapted to it. But when she woke up, she felt dizzy and it wasn't a cold, so she knew she was still a little seasick.
It’s okay if she doesn’t eat now, but once she eats, she’s really afraid that she will vomit.
"I'm not hungry for the time being." Kong Zhishan shook her head.
"I'd like to know what this clue is all about." Xu Junzhi pointed to the letter he didn't understand at all and said, "What the hell is this?"
"This is 'Turtle Soup'." Kong Xiyan and Luo Zhenxuan said in unison.
"Turtle soup?" Xu Junzhi tilted his head to indicate that he was not quite sure.
"This is an intellectual game that uses questions and logical reasoning to solve bizarre events, commonly known as 'situational guessing game,'" Kong Zhishan continued. "Each player can ask the host a question, and the host can only answer 'yes' or 'no.'"
"I saw it written on the back. Each player can ask three questions," Zhong Yangyang said, pointing to the line of text. "The first eleven players to complete the task will advance to the second level."
"That means the first eleven players who can restore the plot can advance to the second level. Will the second level also be some turtle soup?" Xu Junzhi asked.
"I don't know. It depends on the person asking the question."
"Who is the host?" Zhong Yongan was curious about this.
"The staff on the ship should be the host." Luo Zhenxuan looked around and said, "They should know."
"That's a pretty bizarre story." Xu Junzhi read out the contents of the paper: "The disappeared baby."
[A young woman suffered a heart attack after giving birth and underwent a heart transplant, but the baby was stolen shortly thereafter.
The other party did not ask for a ransom, nor did they harm the child. They simply sent the baby elsewhere to grow up freely.
"What kind of a story is this?" Xu Junzhi's mouth twitched. "Right after giving birth, the child was stolen. Isn't that a crime? This is taking advantage of someone's misfortune!"
Luo Zhenxuan didn't respond and turned to look at Kong Xiyan.
Why does this story sound... so familiar?
Kong Xiyan shrugged at him. Right, that’s what she thought just now.
Isn't this exactly the same as what happened to Wu Mengying and Wu Yan?
Why would the Master use this as the answer to the mystery?
"If each person only has three chances, does that mean it would be better for multiple people to form a team?" Kong Zhishan thought for a moment and said, "For example, if there are six of us here and we share resources, we can ask eighteen questions.
If we can reach a conclusion as early as possible, we can occupy the top six and all advance to the second round."
"So this means that this level will not only test intelligence, but also connections?" Zhong Yongan nodded slightly and looked up at Meng Xichao who was not far away: "Mr. Meng, aren't you going to eat?"
Everyone then turned to look at Meng Xichao.
At this moment, Meng Xichao was still looking at Kong Xiyan. He couldn't understand how so many people could surround the monster that belonged to him despite his strict defense.
Redundant, too redundant.
It would be fine if it were just like before.
Kong Xiyan is his personal god, and having only him as a believer is enough.
When he heard Zhong Yongan calling him, Meng Xichao finally came back to his senses and habitually put on a hypocritical mask: "Nothing, just a little low blood sugar after getting up early, and I was in a trance for a while."
"Mr. Meng, please take care of your health. It's rare to find a client as generous, reasonable and easy to talk to as you." Luo Zhenxuan said in a sly tone.
Meng Xi curled the corners of her lips, rolled her eyes at him, went to get some food, and sat down next door.
"You guys should also go get something to eat. Sufficient carbohydrates will prevent your brain from being lazy." Kong Xiyan waved her hand to signal everyone to eat and drink.
"Sister, I..." Zhong Yangyang looked at Kong Xiyan with an embarrassed expression on her face.
Kong Xiyan reached out and pinched her ears on both sides.
"Ah! It hurts!" Zhong Yangyang cried out in pain from being pinched unexpectedly, and then looked at Kong Xiyan with grievance: "Sister, what are you doing?"
"Are you still feeling nauseous now?" Kong Xiyan looked at her.
"I don't feel nauseous anymore." Zhong Yangyang placed his hand on his chest and felt it carefully. "I'm still a little hungry."
"Then what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for me to bring the food to your mouth and feed you?" Kong Xiyan looked at her.
"Sister!" Zhong Yangyang's cheeks puffed up angrily, and then she pulled Kong Zhishan to get the food.
"Do you have any recommendations?" Luo Zhenxuan asked her before leaving.
"The purple rice buns and custard buns are both delicious. Oh, and I'd like a cup of hot milk. It's hard to find such rich and fresh hot milk at sea." Kong Xiyan thought for a moment and said, "Get me a boiled egg. I didn't get enough protein this morning."
"Okay." Luo Zhenxuan responded and left his seat.
Seeing that the seat next to Kong Xiyan was vacant, Meng Xi rolled his eyes and wanted to get up and go over. At this time, two projections appeared on his left and right.
He looked up and saw a strange man and woman sitting on either side of him with their plates in hand.
"Who are you?" Meng Xichao looked at the two of them with a hint of confusion on his face.
"Mr. Meng, these two are elites my uncle sent me. Xiyan borrowed them from me yesterday to protect you." Xu Junzhi patted Meng Xichao's shoulder as he passed by: "You're welcome~"
After saying this, Xu Junzhi rushed over to the restaurant bar: "Luo Laosan, is that what you got delicious? Bring me one!"
Looking at Xu Junzhi's back, Meng Xichao's mouth twitched, and he looked at Kong Xiyan with some displeasure.
Kong Xiyan smiled and winked at him: "I will definitely provide the distinguished Mr. Meng with top-notch service and the highest courtesy."
"Really..." Meng Xichao shook his head upon seeing this, his face full of helplessness: "Naughty."
Xiyan always gives him various surprises.
Never mind, he doesn't really dislike this little trick.
After everyone came back with their food, they continued to talk about customs clearance.
"If this is the clearance mechanism, wouldn't that person yesterday be very popular? I remember it was... No. 87?" As soon as Zhong Yangyang finished speaking, she heard a heated argument coming from the restaurant door.
"Me! It was me yesterday!" A man argued with the staff at the door, "I'm number 87!"
"I'm sorry, sir. We only recognize card numbers, not people." The staff member smiled politely.
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