"F*ck!"
Peter cursed hysterically.
Looking at the two wires beside him, his hair stood on end.
There was a two-centimeter gap between the two wires. By placing the tongue on it, the perfect connection could be achieved.
However, Peter did not know how much current was on it. However, it could drive a motor at least 220v, or even 380V. Would his body be able to withstand such a current?
'Damn it! Bastard.'
Peter's heart exploded, but on second thought, in the past, there were very few people who died in the first stage of a live death broadcast. Since the Death Judge made such a request, if he did it his way, it should not be death, but the pyramid below would really kill people.
"F*ck, Death Judge, I, Peter, cannot live under the same sky as you. It's either you die or I die."
He was going to give it his all.
He wanted to give it a try.
Peter stuck out his tongue, placed it between two wires, and connected the circuit.
