"Truth Moment?"

Li Ang blinked and asked, "It sounds a bit like the name of a reality TV show."

"It is a reality show."

Nelson smiled and said, "In this game, I will ask you twenty-one questions, and you need to answer 'true' or 'false.' If you keep answering correctly and get all twenty-one questions right, you will be able to leave the House of Integrity and take the reward we offer you. If you answer one question wrong, then I will fulfill the duty entrusted to me by the House of Integrity and begin to hunt you down."

"Wait a second."

Li Ang asked, "What if you deliberately set questions so difficult that they're impossible to answer, like asking me to precisely solve the three-body problem or guess what you ate on a certain night ten years ago?"

"I won't ask that kind of question."

Nelson shook his head. "The questions I ask will certainly be ones you can answer. It's just that these questions will be rather hard to voice, sharp enough to pierce straight to the heart, poking through the disguises people wear to adapt to society, revealing their true selves."

"So, privacy questions, huh?"

Li Ang raised an eyebrow. "If there's no one else here, as a visitor from a Different World, I should be able to sail through easily with my thick skin, right? But seeing your demeanor, it seems like you've met guests from a Different World before. Can I ask where they went?"

"The reality show is happening right in this room, and there will be some special guests attending. Don't worry, these special guests are automatically selected by the House of Integrity and won't involve the quiz taker's real-world identity, ensuring absolute privacy protection."

Nelson's long, narrow crimson eyes imprinted on his chest blinked, and his fanged, cavernous mouth issued a sharp laugh. "As for those guests from Different Worlds before you, the honest ones passed successfully, the liars all died, and the hypocrites who couldn't face their inner selves... stayed in the house forever."

"..."

Li Ang fell silent for a while before looking up at Nelson and asking, "What if the question asked is something even the quiz taker themselves isn't certain about? For example, whether you think you're a good person—that sort of broad, vague question."

"Just as I said, the House of Integrity does not permit any lies. She can unearth the sole answer hidden in the deepest part of a person's heart. You only need to answer 'yes' or 'no'."

Nelson smiled. "So, do you accept this game?"

Li Ang did not rush to answer. After standing and thinking carefully for a moment, he finally nodded. "Yes, I'll participate."

This reality show sounded quite interesting. If Li Ang were the show's planner, he could easily use twenty-one lie detector questions to shatter the psychological defenses of ordinary participants.

"If your current husband were penniless, would you still marry him?"

"Have you ever, in a single moment, sincerely wished to kill someone?"

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

"Have you ever cheated, physically or emotionally?"

"Do you despise any of your close relatives or friends, considering them lazy good-for-nothings?"

"If your partner were diagnosed with an incurable, costly illness, would you leave them?"

Humans are social creatures wearing countless masks. They need lies to maintain fragile social relationships. And truth is like a drop of water into boiling oil, a sword cutting through a spider's web; it will expose lies, tear apart facades, trample on morals, and reveal human nature.

Of course, it's ordinary people who are easily shattered.

Besides, Li Ang, being a player, could use the Teleportation Secret Art if necessary, directly choosing to abandon the mission and leave this scene. No matter how formidable the House of Integrity might be, it couldn't possibly overpower the game's System.

"Very good!"

Nelson waved his arm exuberantly, his spring-loaded knees quivering, his Sand Rogue-like physique bobbing up and down. "Then let's begin!"

As he spoke the last word, Nelson suddenly leaped up, spun 1260 degrees in mid-air, and slammed heavily onto the ground.

When he stood up again, he had somehow already donned a suit—to showcase the face printed on his chest, the suit's lapels were spread wide, open all the way down to his waist.

Standing on the Y-shaped staircase of the lobby, Nelson stomped his foot, and a standing microphone appeared in his hand. He grasped the microphone stand, spun around extravagantly like a talk show host, and shouted, "Welcome to tonight's 'Moment of Truth'!!!"

BOOM—

A muffled rumbling sound came from beneath the villa, and the ground, walls, and ceiling—everything—began to tremble wildly.

The wooden plank floor began to ripple like waves, the rotten boards flipping over to become a gleaming crimson carpet.

The dusty dome ceiling split down the middle and slid away to either side, replaced by the ceiling of a broadcast studio, studded with dazzling lights.

In mere moments, the dilapidated old villa had transformed into a grand reality show studio.

From the spot where Li Ang stood, a plain, unadorned wooden chair with a high back rose up. On the back of the chair, the word "Honest" was inscribed.

That old fable?

Li Ang smirked. "Old carpenter, makes chairs, made an Honest Chair; Honest Chair, tells the truth, sadly none dare to try; Old carpenter, offers gold, waiting for the fated one."

"Right!"

Standing at the central podium on the stage, Nelson swayed his body and declared in an exaggerated, loud voice, "This chair is the essence of our show! Only by confronting your inner self can you claim all the rewards! So, are you all ready?"

Nelson bowed slightly, raising the microphone and pointing it towards the rows of seats at the back of the circular studio.

That last sentence was not directed at Li Ang, but at the "audience" of the show.

Zombies, trolls, Ghosts, Vampires... All sorts of bizarre monsters began to rise from beneath the seats. Some of them, even Li Ang, who had read countless Mysterious Studies Texts, could not clearly identify.

What a grand spectacle.

Li Ang clicked his tongue. His Spiritual Sense was also restricted here, making him temporarily unable to discern whether these monsters were illusions or truly existed.

The monstrous audience members all took their seats, whispering to each other, eagerly awaiting the start of the show.

THUMP THUMP THUMP!

Upbeat sound effects blared from an unseen source, and several spotlights converged on the host, Nelson.

He adjusted his suit, took a deep breath, and boomed, "Authentic good chairs, authentic good show! Welcome to the 'Honest Chair Truth Moment,' sponsored by the leading brand in comfortable seating, Cozy Seat! Text now to participate and guess if the contestant can survive 21 rounds of the Truth Challenge for a chance to win a 100-yuan coupon, sponsored by Polar Bear eSports! A big thank you to Polar Bear eSports for their generous support of our program! For reality TV, tune in to Truth Moment!

Now, let's welcome our newest challenger! He is—"

The spotlights abruptly shifted, focusing on Li Ang beside the chair. It seemed he was expected to introduce himself.

Li Ang grinned. "I'm known as the Deputy Director of the Office of the School and Surrounding Area Comprehensive Security Management Leadership Team of the Social Management Comprehensive Governance Committee of the National High-tech Industrial Development Zone in Qizhou City, Nanshan Province. You can call me Brother Hu."

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