Chapter 905: Hey, where is this? Yes. This is Newniverse. (5)

The staff immediately went into an emergency meeting.

“What do we do? Ri Hyuk is too good.”

“Can we increase the difficulty?”

“No. Then it’ll feel too forced....”

These were already what they considered the highest-level questions.

‘How do you recognize a portrait of Yi Hangbok?’

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

-Alright, Ri Hyuk, give it a try!

-Huh?

-Three, two, one...

-How am I supposed to know this?! Just because I know history doesn’t mean I recognize faces like that!

...That was how it was supposed to be.

The goal was to make the guests tense from the start.

“Producer.”

Ri Hyuk asked smugly,

“How long are you going to keep meeting? I’m starting to get bored.”

“!”

“The difficulty is honestly too easy.”

The staff trembled.

The fate of variety shows—

-The cast must struggle for the audience to enjoy it.

Sure, times had changed.

No more fish sauce roulette or sleep deprivation for laughs.

But the essence remained the same.

Watching celebrities sincerely compete—for food, for pride—was the core of the humor.

“Alright.”

Producer Gu Jaeyoung made a quick decision.

‘We can’t beat Ri Hyuk with history.’

“Let’s change the topic.”

“What?!”

“That’s not fair!”

Ri Hyuk’s team protested.

Gu Jaeyoung raised a condition.

“Instead! We’ll increase the reward. Originally it was white chocolate lattes...”

“Yes?”

“We’ll give you something even more expensive.”

“!”

With sparkling eyes, he asked,

“Deal?”

Wooju whispered,

“Ri Hyuk, that feels like a trap....”

“Ha.”

Ri Hyuk shook his head.

“I know exactly what you’re planning. You want your own team to get the expensive drinks!”

“What?!”

“That’s true.”

“That totally sounds like Wooju.”

Others agreed.

“We fell for tricks like that all the time as trainees.”

“Still traumatized.”

Everyone blamed Wooju.

Wooju smiled warmly.

“I warned you.”

Ri Hyuk turned to his team.

“What do you think?”

“Deal.”

“Deal!”

He accepted.

The staff smiled.

‘His weakness is foreign celebrities and sports.’

“Next topic: Famous People.”

A photo appeared.

An overweight Black rapper.

“Who’s that?”

“Looks familiar....”

Ri Hyuk answered instantly.

“Big Morgan.”

“...?”

“He got a melody from Wooju.”

Next—

“Kelly Nelson. I met her at the Grammys.”

“!”

“Alex West. I see him at airports often.”

The staff froze.

‘Right... these guys are global superstars.’

The demo game ended with Ri Hyuk’s victory.

“Ri Hyuk!”

“Nice!”

“Seo Ri Hyuk!”

His team cheered.

“Who cares if the food sucked—we get the expensive drinks!”

“Drinks!”

They imagined sipping fancy lattes.

Jang Sowon asked eagerly,

“So what is it?”

Gu Jaeyoung smiled.

“It’s very expensive. 27,000 won.”

“Whoa!”

“A premium drink from Finland!”

“Whoa!”

“It’s... premium bottled water.”

“....”

Cold 750mL water was handed out.

“...It is expensive.”

“This is what ‘getting played’ means.”

“If we listened to Wooju, we’d have lattes....”

They looked at Wooju.

“See? I told you.”

Behind his back, Wooju quietly high-fived Han Taehyeon.

After the demo, everyone changed clothes.

“Ta-da!”

“Nice outfits.”

Purple team shirts.

Then—

“Mini-games for dessert begin!”

The concept was a picnic with friends.

A modern variety style.

No cruelty. No discomfort.

Natural interactions.

Driving segments showed real personalities.

Now—

“Photo quiz continues!”

3-second limit.

“Too easy.”

“Try it.”

Rule:

If one person shouts wrong—even if others are correct—it’s wrong.

Then the game began.

“Contrabass!”

“Cello!”

“Wrong—cello!”

“Violin!”

“Wrong—viola!”

“Trumpet!”

“Trombone!”

“Correct—trumpet!”

Panic.

Time pressure ruined everything.

“Hard....”

“It’s the timer.”

Only top 3 got dessert.

We strategized.

“Let’s answer in order.”

It worked.

We got 2nd.

Biju’s team 1st.

Ri Hyuk 3rd.

Others failed.

“Retry?”

“Yes!”

“Penalty applies.”

“Fine!”

They failed again.

Punishment hats.

Laughter.

Jiho got a gramophone hat.

“For your future Grammy win.”

“!!”

Jiho ran to me.

“Hyung! You take it!”

“Thanks!”

I wore it.

Everyone laughed.

After dessert—

“Break time!”

The staff reviewed footage.

‘Perfect.’

Gu Jaeyoung smiled.

His only casting rule: 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

-Are they good people?

NewBlack passed.

“They’re genuinely kind.”

And—

“They attract similar people.”

Even the staff felt relaxed.

“Such a peaceful set.”

“No tension at all.”

Thanks to funding from Lemon Entertainment, even staff got desserts.

After the break—

“Final games begin!”

Dinner at stake.

Tension rose.

“KIMCHI RECIPE GAME!”

Chaos.

“Why does durian kimchi exist?!”

“BALANCE GAME!”

Arguments exploded.

“NO BEEF VS NO PORK!”

“Give up pork?!”

“You can’t eat seasoning then!”

Fights broke out.

Then—

“GUESS YOUR IDENTITY!”

Post-it game.

[Calculator]

[Carp]

[Crane]

Chaos.

“You have numbers on your body.”

“Ah! I’m a phone!”

More laughter.

Finally—

Our turn.

[Flower]

[Rocket]

[Space (not Wooju)]

Hints flew.

“You’re loved on the street.”

“You fly without wings.”

“You like singing weird songs...”

I ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) got it instantly.

Goblin.

I confirmed.

“Three syllables?”

“Yes.”

Answers revealed—

“I’m Mrs. Kim Deoksun!”

“I’m a dragon!”

Then me—

“I’m a mischievous being who loves pranks!”

I ripped off the note.

“I’m a goblin!”

...

[Wooju]

“...Huh?”

Everyone burst into laughter.