Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly Chapter 157: The Trolley Problem (4)

The examiner was indeed not exaggerating.

After drinking the potion, Gu Yi's legs indeed returned to normal.

He helped Gu Yi up and pointed towards a void outside the window, saying, "The principal is waiting for you over there."

"But there's a void storm outside."

"Don't worry, I'll take you there."

The teacher carried Gu Yi and flew towards the storm.

Gu Yi closed his eyes, feeling suffocated, but when he opened them again, he found himself in a huge museum.

At that moment, he heard a system notification in his ear.

"Your plot exploration has increased."

"Current plot exploration is at 82%."

The teacher nodded at him and then disappeared.

The exhibits in the museum creaked and groaned, each growing eyes and mouths, making chirping and murmuring sounds.

"A new human arrived."

"He looks like a freshly baked cream cake."

"I really want to eat it."

"Hee hee hee..."

Gu Yi calmly stood still, understanding the alien language spoken by the exhibits without difficulty.

He closed his eyes, attempting to use his talent.

(The deduction begins!)

(You see nothing but void in front of you.)

(You terminate the deduction!)

Gu Yi sneered and stood up straight. "Come out, host. Stop playing tricks. It's really boring."

"Haha... Truly worthy of being Gu Yi, with a total score of 72. You have reached the highest examination score record in all parallel worlds, and what's more remarkable is that you managed to keep rationality and emotionality in balance."

Gu Yi turned around and looked at Dr. W.

He noticed that Dr. W's steps were consistently equal in length as if measured with a ruler, and each heel landed right in the center of the tiles.

His tie was perfectly aligned with the buttons of his suit, creating an eerily precise and unsettling feeling.

"Hello, Gu Yi. You can call me Dr. W."

Gu Yi coldly stared at him, remaining silent.

"What do you think of the dungeon I designed?"

"Trash."

Dr. W's mouth corners slightly dipped, clearly displeased. "You think I'm trash? Hah, others saying I'm trash is one

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