Five swift shadows walked up the slope along the stone road. In less than a minute, they had run a distance of nearly three hundred meters and reached the top of the slope.
Standing here and looking forward, you can see a gray wasteland.
Above the wasteland, there stands a group of conical spiers. Those spiers are densely clustered together and arranged very neatly, like a bundle of bamboo shoots tied together.
"That pile of things is the roof of the Temple of Faith." Feng Bujue explained, "90% of this building is buried underground. We have to find an entrance as soon as possible." As he spoke, he pointed forward with his finger, "Really
If you can't find it, use force to open the gap."
"Well, without further ado, let's go ahead." Hong Hu continued.
"When we get there, we'll look for each other separately." Uncle Good-for-nothing also responded.
The five people exchanged a few words and then moved forward again. This time they went down the slope and rushed faster. They were only a few hundred meters away in an instant. But when they came to the pile of tower spiers, they were surprised.
I found...the entrance is very easy to find. On each tower spire, there is a movable door (skylight), and you can see its outline as long as you get closer.
"Would you like to score at random?" Atobe looked at his teammates with questioning eyes.
"I don't have time to choose one by one now..." Feng Bujue said, walking to the top of the tower closest to him and opening the trap door on it, "I'll go down first, just in case there's any trap."
, I can also use my ability to stay in the air to dodge."
Of course, Brother Jue will not do it just because he says it...
While he was saying this, he picked up a stone and threw it into the entrance.
snap——
The sound of pebbles falling to the ground returned quickly, and it seemed that the space inside was not very deep.
"Oh? It doesn't seem to be a one-stop design..." Feng Bujue said as he took out the [Composite Anti-Gravity Ejector].
He skillfully turned on the search light and shined it into the door. At this time, four teammates also came to his side and looked in...
The five people used the light of the catapult to directly see the walls and ground inside the building.
"What is this? Attic?" Tianma Xingkong asked.
"Who knows..." Honghu said, "Anyway, it's a good thing for us. At least we don't have to worry about falling to death."
While they were talking, Feng Bujue took half a step forward. With one hand on his shoulder, he jumped into the entrance.
Two seconds later, Brother Jue suddenly landed and stood firmly in the space inside the temple. A system prompt sounded in his ears: [The current mission has been completed].
At this moment, Feng Bujue's first reaction was not to check the task bar, but to scan the surrounding area with a light, searching for traps and monsters.
After confirming that there was no danger around him, he immediately raised his head and shouted: "Get off quickly!"
With the shouting, the four people above heard the news and took action. They jumped into the entrance one after another and fell down one after another.
In the end, the five people collectively touched down safely and heard system prompts one after another.
At this moment, there are forty seconds left before the task deadline...
"Huh... If we hadn't taken a shortcut, we might have been wiped out on the first main mission, right?" Atobe looked at the unchecked mission in the game menu and breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's not necessarily the case." Uncle Good-for-nothing said, "If we take a long way around... maybe we won't encounter that rubbing hand."
"Oh! By the way..." Aibu's expression changed slightly, he looked at Feng Bujue and said, "Master Feng Lao, can you explain now... the previous game between you and the Hand of Rubbing, right?"
"Ah...actually...it's quite simple." While replying, Feng Bujue was still scanning around with the search light on the catapult, really not wasting any time.
"Stop showing off," Honghu said, "The eagerness to show off on your face has already given you away."
"Haha...Okay, okay..." Feng Bujue replied with a smile, "But I'd better start from the beginning..."
In the next few minutes, Brother Jue recounted his glorious deeds such as his solo adventure into the swamp, his heroic battle with Fuling, his hero's rescue of "Beauty", and his anger in obtaining information, etc. Needless to say, there were some embellished elements...
In short, after this description, we finally got to the part about him and the rubbing hand guessing...
"After chatting with that stupid [beep--] for three or five sentences, I saw through it." Feng Bujue used a sultry tone and strong wording (expletives) to start the explanation, "First of all, guessing.
This project itself is very suspicious... This is not chess or Go, where victory is purely based on skill; nor is it card war chess, where luck and skill are equally important... This is his guessing game! The name itself has the word 'guess'! Luck
The ingredients must account for more than 70%, right?" He turned around and took a few steps, "When one versus four, the opponent proposed a guessing match based on the rules of a best-of-five-game system... The act itself,
It's like saying 'I have special guessing skills'."
"Sigh...I've thought of this too." Honghu sighed, "What a pity...At that time I always thought it would make a fuss about rules or tactics, but I didn't expect...it relied on some kind of hidden ability."
"I thought so at first, but to be on the safe side, I asked the rubbing hand a question." Feng Bujue continued, "I asked it...'Are the four of them competing with you one by one?'"
He smiled, "And it proudly admitted... From that moment on, I was sure that the rubbing hand must be using some kind of 'ability' to cheat."
"Huh?" Atobe couldn't keep up with his thinking after hearing this, "Hey, hey... the gap between the question and the conclusion is too big..."
"Hmm... I can understand what he means." Uncle Useless continued, "The steps of crazy brother's reasoning should be like this... Since the four of us are fighting one by one, the order of appearance will naturally be first and last. No problem.
If something unexpected happens, Honghu, who is good at analysis, will definitely be arranged to appear at the end. And with Honghu’s resourcefulness, after watching three full duels, there is no reason why he can’t see through the tricks of the hand of rubbing, unless..."
Honghu took over and said: "Unless the opponent does not rely on rules or tactical means to win."
Atobu also understood at this time and continued: "So... the conclusion is that the rubbing hand has some ability to win in guessing games?"
"Hahaha..." Feng Bujue clapped his hands, "Very good, as the saying goes, the three cobblers are the equal of Zhuge Liang."
"You are a bit stinky and shameless..." Honghu replied.
"That's right, I really can't compare to the Prime Minister's character." Feng Bujue nodded solemnly.
"The implication...can you compare in terms of wisdom?" Atobe said with the corner of his mouth twitching.
Brother Jue ignored the other party's complaints, brought the topic back on track, and continued: "In short, now that it has been confirmed that the rubbing hand uses the 'ability' to guess the punch, then the matter will be easier to handle. Because I also have a
The ability to instantly predict the opponent's actions."
What Feng Bujue was talking about at this time was of course his "zero-day calculus".
"Actually, what I really care about is not the guessing itself... but the setting of the 'guessing field'." Feng Bujue said, "You have also noticed, right? In that field, our combat ability has been greatly suppressed, almost
It has become a state no different from ordinary people."
"Yes." Tianma Xingkong answered, "Otherwise, I would have killed that big hand with the Meteor Fist, and guess what kind of punch it is."
"Yes, that area is the most terrifying." Feng Bujue said, "This Demonic Island is full of powerful players. As a guard, it is natural to have the means to suppress those prisoners. Obviously... relying on Tuo
The strength of the Hand of Seal itself is far from enough. If I guess correctly, the four guards, including the Hand of Seal, are not using their own power, but some kind of special power that has been 'given'
Ability." He paused and his eyes changed slightly, "After previous tests... I am completely certain of this hypothesis."
"Test? What test?" Atobe asked.
Feng Bujue replied in a matter-of-fact tone: "It was the final showdown between me and the Hand of Rubbing."
As soon as he said this, Honghu, who was standing next to him, gasped...
Only those who follow Brother Jue's thoughts can realize how terrifying this guy is...
Ten minutes ago, when everyone thought that Feng Bujue's behavior of "killing everyone" was an intermittent surname, he knew very well... that it was just a crazy show. Behind this show,
It is still a rational judgment and reasonable action.
"Judging from the results, the 'absolute rules' in the field of guessing can't be resisted by the hand of rubbing." Feng Bujue continued, "This proves that this field is not its own strength."
"Oh... no wonder the rubbing hand behaved so strangely in the end." Atobe continued, "It turns out that it knew that it was losing, but was unable to end the game, so that's why it behaved like that."
"Well, that's right..." Feng Bujue continued, "According to my observation, there are four absolute rules in the field of guessing." He raised his right hand, stretched out four fingers and said, "First, before the winner is determined,
No one can leave the field; secondly, the field will be lifted only if the winner of the previous round agrees to terminate the competition; thirdly, the challenger...that is, us...will decide when each round starts; thirdly,
Fourth, the punishments and rewards for the victor and the loser can be discussed in advance, and the default punishment... is to be stretched to the ground and turned into a silhouette."
Brother Jue put down his hand when he said this: "The above four are relatively fair, absolute rules that even rubbing hands cannot defy. Of course, as the initiator of the field of guessing, there are indeed some special features that are more beneficial to it.
Rules, such as... After entering the field, the combat strength of the challenged person will be restricted, forcing him to participate in guessing games."
"I still don't understand." Tianma Xingkong suddenly interrupted, "After talking for a long time, how did you defeat him?" He asked with his eyes widened, "He can predict what you will do, and you can also predict him.
Whatever happens, wouldn’t the conditions be the same?”
"Yes..." Atobe also said, "This is the core issue, right?"
"Huh?" Feng Bujue replied weakly, "What... this is the simplest part." He tilted his head and said, "After my testing, the ability of the rubbing hand is just...
In the moment before you punch, I can understand the thoughts in your mind." He snorted coldly, "Hmph...Theoretically, there are at least three ways to win it, and in the previous game, I used one of them
Two kinds.”
"Are you kidding..." The good-for-nothing uncle took off his sunglasses and said with a surprised look on his face.
"Let's talk about the one with the lowest success rate first." Feng Bujue continued unhurriedly, "That is...at the moment of guessing, I don't think about anything, my mind remains blank, and I instinctively make a gesture."
"Tch~ What did I think you were going to say? Doesn't this count?" Atobe replied.
"Actually, this is very difficult." Feng Bujue said, "If you don't believe it, you can try it... most people will swing their hands like chicken claws, and then they will be counted as cloth."
"Well... using this method, it is indeed possible to seal the ability of the rubbing hand." Honghu continued, "However, it is almost impossible to produce 'scissors' by instinctively throwing out the gesture. This is an obvious weakness.
"
"That's right, within two games at most, the opponent will see through this loophole, and then keep coming out with 'cloths' to deal with it." Feng Bujue said, "Furthermore, even the first two games... are purely based on luck. So...
…I didn’t use this method.”
Brother Jue paused for a few seconds, licked his lips, and then said: "So... let's talk about the second method. There's not much to say about this. It's just using my ability to compete with the opponent's ability." He scratched.
He scratched his head and said, "I won't explain my abilities in detail. You just need to know that my methods are countless times superior to the hand of rubbing..."
What he said was true. The ability of the hand of rubbing is just to see the thoughts flashing in the opponent's mind at the moment before guessing; and the zero-day calculation can calculate everything...
"Sigh... I have to say that its abilities are too slow, its reactions are too slow, and its movements are as slow as static..." Feng Bujue sighed, "So... only in the first few rounds
, I relied on my own ability to win the rubbing hand, and in the process, I analyzed what the other party’s abilities were.”
"Okay, don't be complacent there." Honghu said, "What about the third method? That has nothing to do with your ability, right?"
"Of course, this is not a single-player script. How could the system design a guard that only I can solve?" Feng Bujue continued with a smile, "There is indeed another method, which has nothing to do with any ability. Everyone can
You can use it to defeat the hand of rubbing, that is..."
The four people who were listening all looked curious.
"Cognitive distortion." Feng Bujue said a strange word.
"What the hell?" Tianma Xingkong's face was filled with "I don't know how serious it is."
"Just like this..." Feng Bujue said, clenching his fists and raising his hands, "Stone!" When he said this, he threw out his hands, but his gesture was scissors.
"Uh..." Atobe looked at it for two seconds, "Can this really work? Isn't this just self-deception?"
"If you deceive yourself and others, you will fail... because you will still be thinking about scissors in your mind." Feng Bujue said, "But the cognitive distortion is different. What I was thinking about was rocks, but what I made with my hands was scissors.
.This method requires overturning the deep-rooted ideas in one's mind in a short period of time. It is not so much 'deception' as it is 'belief'. It is indeed a bit complicated to explain... However, if you are skilled, you can do this..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand again, "Rock, scissors, paper, rock, scissors, paper..." He chanted at high speed, and his hands also changed accordingly, but the gestures he made were not the same as the hand shapes he said.
But it's different. When he said "rock", his hands were made of scissors. When he said "scissors", he made paper, and when he said "cloth", he made rocks...
"This [beep——] thing can be used by everyone?" Atobe complained, "Obviously only you can use it, right?"
"No, you can do it, it just takes time." Feng Bujue spread his hands, "Actually, the system has given us this time... Don't forget, the player decides how long the interval between each game of guessing is.
He paused and then said, "To say the least, it doesn't matter if you are really not proficient in it, because the basic behavior pattern of the rubbing hand remains unchanged. As long as you think about it at the moment of punching, it will definitely
They will make corresponding gestures to suppress you. So...as long as you control the time well and try not to make mistakes, you can win."
At this point, Feng Bujue has almost explained everything.
The system prompt seemed to be waiting for them to finish chatting, and it only sounded at this moment: [The main mission has been updated]
In the task bar, a new main line has appeared: [Arrive at the altar at the bottom of the Temple of Faith within three hours, players who fail to arrive within the time limit will be obliterated] (To be continued.)
