"Truth Time?"

Li Ang blinked and asked, "Sounds a bit like the name of some reality show."

"It is a reality show."

Nelson said with a smile, "In this game, I will ask you twenty-one questions, and you need to answer true or false.

If you answer correctly all the way, answering all twenty-one questions correctly, you can leave the House of Honesty and take away the reward we give you.

If you answer one question incorrectly, then I will take on the responsibility entrusted to me by the House of Honesty and start hunting you down."

"Hold on."

Li Ang asked, "What if you deliberately set questions that are absurdly difficult and impossible to answer correctly?

Like asking me to precisely solve the Three-Body Problem, or guess what you ate one night ten years ago."

"I won't ask those kinds of questions."

Nelson shook his head. "What I ask will definitely be questions you can answer. It's just that these questions will be more difficult to talk about, so sharp that they pierce the heart, expose the disguises people wear to adapt to society, and reveal their true selves."

"So, privacy issues?"

Li Ang raised an eyebrow. "If there are no outsiders here, with the thick skin of an alien visitor, I should be able to get through it easily, right?

But looking at your expression, you shouldn't be seeing an alien visitor like me for the first time.

Can I ask, where did they go?"

"The reality show is filmed in this house, and there will be some special guests present.

Don't worry, these special guests are automatically selected by the House of Honesty and will not involve the real identity of the contestant in the real world, absolutely protecting the contestant's privacy."

Nelson's narrow, crimson eyes printed on his chest blinked, and the blood basin mouth covered with fangs let out a sharp laugh. "As for those alien visitors before you,

the honest ones successfully passed,

the liars all died,

as for the hypocrites who cannot face their inner selves...they will forever remain in the house."

"..."

Li Ang was silent for a while before raising his head and looking at Nelson, asking, "What if the questions asked are not clearly known even by the contestant themselves?

Like, do you think you are a good person,

this kind of broad, vague question."

"Just like I said, the House of Honesty will not allow any lies to exist. It can unearth the deepest, only answer hidden in people's hearts. You just need to answer, yes, or no."

Nelson smiled and said, "So, do you want to accept this game?"

Li Ang didn't rush to answer. After standing in place and thinking carefully for a while, he nodded, "Okay."

This reality show sounds quite interesting.

If Li Ang were the producer of the show, he could easily use twenty-one lie detector questions to destroy the psychological defenses of ordinary people participating in this reality show.

"If your current husband was a poor man, would you still marry him?"

"Have you ever sincerely wanted to kill someone at any moment?"

"Have you ever thought about sending your parents to a nursing home?"

"Have you ever had physical or mental affairs?"

"Do you despise one of your extremely close relatives or friends, thinking they are lazy and gluttonous?"

"If your partner has an incurable, expensive disease, would you leave them?"

People are social creatures with countless masks. People need lies to maintain fragile social relationships that cannot withstand a single blow.

And the truth is like a drop of water poured into hot oil, a sword that disrupts spider silk,

it will expose lies, tear apart disguises, trample on morality, and expose human nature.

Of course, ordinary people are more likely to collapse,

what's more, Li Ang is a Wan Jia Xiong Meng, and when necessary, he can also use the teleportation cheat to directly choose to leave the mission and leave this scene.

No matter how powerful the House of Honesty is, it can't be more powerful than the killing game system.

"Very good!"

Nelson waved his arm excitedly, his spring-loaded knees trembled, and his Sawamular-like body shook up and down. "Then, let's begin!"

When he said the last word,

Nelson suddenly jumped up, spinning 1260 degrees in mid-air, and slammed heavily on the ground.

When he stood up again, he was actually wearing a suit—

In order to reveal the face printed on his chest, the two sides of the suit's lapel were open, all the way to about the waist.

Standing on the Y-shaped steps in the hall, Nelson stomped on the ground, and a standing microphone appeared in his hand.

He put his arm around the microphone stand, like a talk show host, turned around flamboyantly, and shouted, "Welcome to tonight's 'Truth Time'!!!"

Boom—

A muffled sound came from the bottom of the villa, and the ground, walls, and ceiling were all shaking crazily.

The wooden strip floor began to roll over like waves, turning from decaying wooden planks into bright red carpets.

The dusty dome split and retreated to both sides, replaced by the roof of a studio hall filled with glittering lights.

In a few breaths, this dilapidated old villa was renovated into a large reality show studio.

The place where Li Ang was standing also rose up a simple wooden chair with a backrest, and behind the back of the chair was written the word "Honesty".

"That fable?"

Li Ang curled his lips. "Old carpenter, making wooden chairs, made an honesty chair; honesty chair, tells the truth, but unfortunately no one dares to try; old carpenter, rewards heavily, willing to wait for the right person."

"Correct!"

Standing on the podium in the center of the stage, Nelson shook his body and said in an extremely exaggerated and loud voice, "This wooden chair is the essence of our program.

Only by facing your own heart can you take away all the rewards.

So, are you ready?"

Nelson bowed slightly, raised the microphone, and pointed the microphone at the rows of seats in the back of the circular studio.

This last sentence was not said to Li Ang, but to the "audience" of the show.

Zombies, trolls, ghosts, vampires...

All kinds of strange monsters rose from under the seats,

Some monsters, even Li Ang, who had read countless books on occultism, could not clearly identify.

"What a big show."

Li Ang clicked his tongue. His spiritual consciousness was also restricted here, and he couldn't tell for the time being whether those monsters were phantoms or real.

The monster audience members were all seated, whispering to each other, excitedly waiting for the show to begin.

Da-da-da!

Excited sound effects came from nowhere, and several lights focused on the host Nelson.

He straightened his suit, took a deep breath, and shouted with a full voice: "Authentic good wooden chair, authentic good program, welcome to watch the 'Sit Comfortably Wooden Chair Truth Time' sponsored by the wooden chair leading brand Sit Comfortably.

Send a text message to participate in the interaction and guess whether the contestant can survive 21 rounds of truth questions and have the opportunity to get a 100 yuan coupon sponsored by Arctic Bear E-sports, thank you to Arctic Bear E-sports for their strong support of this program. Watch reality shows, come to Truth Time!

Now, let us invite the new challenger!

He is—"

The lights suddenly turned and focused on Li Ang next to the wooden chair. It seemed that he wanted him to introduce himself.

Li Ang grinned, "I am known as the Deputy Director of the Office of the Leading Group for Comprehensive Management of Social Management Comprehensive Governance Committee of the National High-tech Industrial Development Zone, Qi Zhou City, Nanshan Province.

Everyone can call me Brother Hu."