[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h":3,"chapter-the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-600":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Eighteen Levels of Hell: Lying is Forbidden Here",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},749480,993,"Chapter 600: Lin Xuan, Run Quickly!","the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-600",600,"\u003Cp>This was a Secret Room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Secret Room was very strange. At the front was a stage similar to the inside of an auditorium. On the stage were two unnumbered chairs, as well as an Instance NPC painted with clown makeup, motionless as if immobilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And below the stage, there were eighteen chairs. Each chair had a number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Number 1-18.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eighteen chairs were divided into three rows, six in each row. On the floor behind the last row was a red line traversing the left and right walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This scene looked a bit like... an execution in certain movies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the kind where a criminal was pushed to the front of the stage for public execution, for everyone to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of execution method was generally used to execute those wicked people who had committed crimes but evaded legal sanctions due to some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides this, there was nothing else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called entering the arena was stepping across the red line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone looked at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, they stepped across the red line, but none were in a hurry to snatch the eighteen seats below the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, the Clown on the stage moved like a marionette, until he gradually could move freely. Baring two rows of sharp teeth, he smiled at everyone: \"Gegege, my dear enemies, welcome to Mother's home turf. I hope you guys can make Mother happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Clown laughed gegege non-stop, excitedly dancing and gesturing wildly on the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, a Magic Wand suddenly appeared in the Clown's hand, and he lightly waved it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Little Red Flowers fell from the sky, ultimately hovering in front of everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three Little Red Flowers hovered in front of each person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The children who can come here are all Good Children, obedient children. Rewarding each of you three Little Red Flowers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone reached out their hands, and the Little Red Flowers hovering in front of them automatically fell into their hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking carefully, beneath each Little Red Flower was a safety pin. Therefore, the twenty people without any hesitation pinned the three flowers on their chests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, everyone could pretty much deduce the identity of the Instance boss before death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either a kindergarten teacher or Principal, or the Director of an Orphanage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The probability of the latter was slightly greater. After all, this Instance was the boss's evil from before death, and the 'Mother' in the Clown's mouth should be the boss. Under normal circumstances, a kindergarten wouldn't call it like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting for everyone to finish wearing the Little Red Flowers, the Clown's complexion immediately sank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Among you there are bad children.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The kind, benevolent, and great Mother said, bad children should have gone to hell, but she is giving you guys one chance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having said that, the Clown again laughed gegege non-stop, the corners of his mouth also splitting into a curve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then, little friends, please start picking your seats.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Clown made a 'please' gesture, and immediately turned back into his motionless appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone Looked At Each Other In Dismay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regarding this answer, they were somewhat uncertain. After all, the Clown had mentioned: bad children should go to hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, the Clown had obfuscated the specific rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone deduced deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of handling was to make people unable to determine whether the two chairs on the stage were ultimately meant for Cannon Fodder to go to, or for the main forces to go to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Guanshan had already stepped forward, not going to snatch the chairs below the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he walked onto the stage and sat down heavily on the right chair, crossing his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, everyone looked at Chen Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ran also had no other way. If Yue Guanshan died, he would be the second...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Guanshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, even if he didn't want to go up, he had to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Chen Ran walked up to the ceremonial stage and sat on the left chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining eighteen people all sat on the chairs below the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing everyone seated properly, the Clown moved again, waving the Magic Wand in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A turntable appeared in the middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the turntable were many pointer strips, and all were numbered: 1-20.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little friends, let's see, what is the lucky number for later?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, the Clown turned the turntable. The turntable spun rapidly, and as time passed, ultimately slowly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pointer pointed to the number: 3.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, amidst the Clown's sinister smile, Chen Ran's vision went black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Lin Xuan in seat [3] also had his vision go black and fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He didn't wake up, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a daze, Chen Ran felt someone stroking his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fiercely awakened, but the strange thing was he felt like he had sleep paralysis, losing control over his body, only having a clear consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the person stroking his arm, how to say it, didn't feel like an intimate action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of feeling was like the kind of rubbing a chef does when washing meat before cutting vegetables.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Husband, you feel Little Xuan's arm, so fair and tender...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right at this time, a drop of something dripped onto Chen Ran's arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right after, he felt a thick, large hand rubbing his arm, also gently pinching his flesh, seemingly feeling...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The degree of fat and leanness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, that person took his hand away, saying with some reluctance in his tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's wait a bit longer. In a few days Little Xuan will come of age, he will be a bit more delicious to eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting for the footsteps to disappear, confirming the two had already left the room, Chen Ran only then discovered he could move, but he still maintained lying down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no lights, the room was a bit dark, but relying on the moonlight, it could be confirmed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that, from the furniture, and the area of the bedroom, it was the bedroom of a wealthy person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scanning a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not seeing any obvious black shadows, only then did he gently get up from bed, not turning on the lights, but instead feeling for a cell phone near the pillow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming to the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning on the cell phone's flashlight effect and aiming it at the glass window, it reflected his own face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ran laid back on the bed. At this kind of time, turning on the lights was definitely a no-go, going out was even more of a no-go. According to the [Husband]'s words, there should still be a few days until a certain result, therefore Chen Ran could completely wait until tomorrow morning to decode the puzzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Chen Ran was about to fall asleep, the cell phone under his pillow transmitted a vibration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On WeChat, a person named [Lin Tang] sent him a private message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lin Tang]: Lin Xuan, run quickly! They are going to eat you!\u003C\u002Fp>",1171,"2026-06-02T12:08:21.741Z",1,"novelbin.me","758c36892b1ba5327534336dcb9351495bf25b01069b5eb4b52d71e1bd500e8c","the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-182","the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-599",621,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-cover.jpg"]