# Chapter 307: The Little Master's Way
Yunyao paused for a moment, then let out a bitter laugh. "That sounds a bit like something Qi Xia would say, but when I think about it more carefully, it's not quite the same..."
"Anyway, I don't think you're going to die." Chen Junnan laughed. "Don't worry, big star, I haven't gone to your concert yet."
"I can only... take your word for it..."
As Yunyao was about to hang up, Chen Junnan called out to her.
"Hold on."
"Hmm?"
"Big star, who's on your right?" Chen Junnan asked.
"My right?" Yunyao paused. "It's a woman with an impatient personality."
"A woman with an impatient personality?" Chen Junnan thought for a moment, then said, "Next time you answer the phone, ask who's on her right."
Yunyao was silent for a few seconds before asking, "You think there's something wrong with her?"
"I feel like there must be someone with bad intentions in front of you, but I don't know exactly who." Chen Junnan mused. "If we get a chance, let's figure out the arrangement of all the participants. That way, we might be able to guess who the problem is."
Yunyao nodded. "Alright... If I survive, I'll immediately try to find out the identities of the people in front of me."
"Good. Leave the rest to me." Chen Junnan stretched lazily, then hung up. "This bastard's game is pretty dangerous. Looks like I need to get serious."
After pressing the dial button, it took a long time before the call connected to the next room.
"Hello?" The girl's voice came through.
Chen Junnan was about to speak, but suddenly remembered something. "Miss, that time with the dead body... what question did you receive?"
"Huh?" The girl was startled.
"That time, you were the second person to receive the question, right? The corpse between us was the 'first person.' What question did he tell you?"
The girl on the other end of the line sounded cautious. "What do you want to do?"
"I want to survive." Chen Junnan said. "Right now, we're very close to each other, so we can look out for one another to a certain extent. So, do you want to cooperate?"
"This..." The girl thought for a long moment before speaking. "But I feel like as my 'upper neighbor,' you're the one most likely to get me killed. After all, most of the time my questions come from you."
"Ah..." Chen Junnan shook his head. "Fine, fine, fine. Let me put it another way: either you cooperate with Little Master, or else next time we call, I'll just hang up immediately and let you guess the damn question yourself."
"You—!" The girl cursed angrily, but when she thought about it carefully, she was indeed backed into a corner.
After a long silence, the girl spoke. "Fine... The question I heard that time was, 'Should we drop it here?'"
"Ah...?" Chen Junnan hadn't expected the question to be so clear.
Should we drop it here?
This phrase, after being passed through more than a dozen people, had gradually turned into "Should it drop?" and "Should we sit down?"
At that moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Chen Junnan's mind.
Could it be that the first person to receive the question was the one who would bear the brunt of that giant ball dropping?
In other words, the other participants choosing "yes" or "no" was entirely a judgment on the first person's life.
Chen Junnan felt this theory was relatively reasonable. If every two questions triggered a "Should we drop it now?", then over the course of forty-eight questions, the iron ball would drop a total of sixteen times.
But there were only twelve people on site. That meant everyone would have a chance to get intimate with the iron ball, and at the same time, life and death were not in their own hands, but in the hands of others.
"But that still doesn't seem right..." Chen Junnan felt he had spotted a flaw. "If everyone has a chance to be crushed to death, and twelve people are going to be crushed sixteen times total, would anyone even survive?"
Was this game a bit too hard?
He turned his head to look at the wall on his right. If the first person asked had a chance of dying, then why was Yunyao so nervous?
It wasn't her turn right now, so why did she feel threatened by death?
After thinking for a moment, he asked the girl on the phone again, "Miss, who's behind you?"
"Behind me...?" The girl said, "I don't know that person. I only know it's a man, and he sounds a bit nervous."
"Then I understand..."
"What about this time's 'question'?" The girl asked again.
"Is it 'Do you want to die?'"
"Ah?"
"That's it. Hanging up."
After Chen Junnan hung up, taking advantage of the remaining time, he extended his index finger, scraped his nail against the wall, and carved out the current situation.
First, he wrote the character "Yun," then carved "Jun" to the left of "Yun," and "Impatient Girl" to the right.
Three identities confirmed.
He blew the powder from his nails and carved "Dead" to the left of "Jun," with "Cautious Girl" to the left of "Dead," and "Nervous Guy" further left.
Six identities confirmed.
Then, directly opposite "Jun," he carved the words "Woman in White."
Of the twelve people total, seven identities had been confirmed. Among the remaining five were the "dangerous man" Zhong Zhen that Yunyao had mentioned, along with three other men and one woman.
"Dammit... What the hell is the solution?" Chen Junnan rubbed his temples in confusion. "Little Master is clearly using his brain now, but I still can't figure it out."
At that moment, the screen began to flicker. It seemed the answer for this round's question had been decided.
"The final answer for this round's question is—'No.'"
Chen Junnan smirked when he saw this. "I don't know if your so-called 'effect' is working, but Little Master's effect sure is."
The sound of chains from above rang out again. If he wasn't mistaken, the giant iron ball overhead was moving to a new position.
Where was it now?
After pondering for a few seconds, Chen Junnan slumped into his chair and actually yawned.
This was insane.
Although the game hadn't been going on for long, he was gradually losing his sense of tension.
That feeling of not caring whether he lived or died was starting to creep in, even making him drowsy. Countless times before, this very feeling had gotten him killed in games.
"I really am not suited for Old Qi's methods." He slowly stood up and stretched. "Old Qiao's methods won't work here either. Looks like I'll have to use my own way."
Chen Junnan didn't know who had received the question this time. His own screen was pitch black, but still, he reached out, picked up the phone, and decisively dialed the next person.
The other party was clearly not expecting a call at this moment. It rang nearly twenty times before being picked up.
"You—"
"That's right, it's Little Master himself."
"You, what the hell is wrong with you?" The woman snapped. "If you call now, you'll break the rules! What if you can't call later?"
"What are you afraid of?" Chen Junnan laughed. "Little Master is way too bored. If I don't find someone to chat with, I might fall asleep."
"Then call someone else! Why are you calling me?!"
"Well... could it be because Little Master's phone can only call you?"