"Game is a fairer game than other games." The doctor pressed the playing cards on the table, "Before the cards are turned over, adults, children, men, women, strong and weak, each have a side of the balance until the cards are turned over.
, both license holders have competitive capital.”
"What would you do if you were dealt a losing hand?"
"Pretend that my cards are strong and let others admit defeat." The childish voice replied.
"This only works for people who are not as smart as you. People who are as smart as you will not be fooled." The doctor added a candy to the table, "You can increase your chips."
"But my cards are very small, I will definitely lose." The child's voice was filled with confusion.
"People as smart as you will have the same idea as you." The doctor said: "But if the opponent's cards are very good, you will only lose this round."
"I lost all my candy." The cards in the field of vision were turned over, and the candy was taken away by the doctor.
"The fun of the game is that you can lose or win." The doctor's blurry face seemed to smile, and he placed two cards on the table, "The weak can beat the strong."
The little hand turned over the two cards and shouted in surprise: "I won!"
Candy is back on the table.
"But doctor, it's not fun at all if you just lose."
"So you have to try your best to win, especially when it's important." The doctor said with a smile.
The little hand peeled off the candy, and the sweetness of the candy spread immediately. The child said vaguely: "If I beat the doctor, will the doctor beat me?"
"Maybe, maybe not." The doctor turned around and took a beautiful glass bottle, and poured out a candy of different colors. "After eating the red candy, you must eat a white one, otherwise you will have a headache.
.”
The little hand reached out and held the white candy. The child was smiling: "Doctor, this medicine is so sweet..."
…
Xu Huo opened his eyes suddenly, saw the skylight outside, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.
The empty bottle of Dream True Potion was still on the bedside, so he slept until noon. When he woke up, his fatigue was not relieved, but he had a splitting headache.
He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He looked at himself in the mirror and felt extremely unhappy.
In the Hundred People Art Museum, he vaguely felt something was wrong when he said the words about gaming. He felt that someone else said those words to him, but this person did not exist in his memory.
Similarly, last night's dream should have happened when he was hospitalized for observation. The decoration of the clinic was the same as in his memory, but he had no memory of the doctor, the card table, and the pills. They seemed to be grafted into his consciousness out of thin air.
.
He took out the bent identification fork, turned it half a circle and stabbed it hard on his arm. The holographic projection appeared in front of the mirror:
"Healthy men with well-proportioned body fat and no toxins, who have a history of long-term medication, it is harmless to consume."
"However, cannibalism violates human ethics and food ethics, and it is not recommended to eat it."
If there is nothing wrong with the props, then there is something wrong with his memory.
But he knew that there were no gaps in his memory, and that what had happened was coherent and logical... Someone had tampered with his memory!
There was a voice behind him, and Xu Huo turned around sharply.
Yu Qingqing was startled by his eyes, "What are you doing, as if you want to eat people!"
After the emotion in his eyes dissipated, Xu Huocai wiped the water drops from his face and said, "You don't need to participate in training?"
"I applied with the team leader, and I can train in Tingcheng in the future." Yu Qingqing looked at him, "You've been sleeping for so long, are you okay?"
"Very good." Xu Huo wiped his face with a towel, "Have you eaten yet?"
"I left a meal for you, double portion." Yu Qingqing said immediately.
"You haven't eaten it since the beginning of spring. Don't do it in the future." Xu Huo said bluntly: "It tastes bad."
Yu Qingqing's face was unhappy, but she still went out to get her wallet.
In the living room, Yuan Yao was playing games with the painting girl. When he saw Xu Huo coming out, he happily greeted him.
Xu Huo nodded slightly.
"Do you want to go out to eat? I'm treating you." Yuan Yao stood up and said with a bright smile, "It's a welcome treat for my cousin."
Yu Qingqing ignored him, put on her high heels and left.
The painting girl's eyes lit up when she heard that they were going out to eat. She immediately broke up with Yu Qingqing and reached out to hold her arm affectionately. Yu Qingqing couldn't shake her away, so the two of them could only go out clinging to each other.
Yuan Yaoyan stared at their backs and said, "Xu Huo, the quality of your cousins is really great. Do you have any younger sisters who can give me one?"
Xu Huo glanced at him and said, "These two have no blood relationship with me."
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "Of course I know. How happy it would be if I could see two beautiful sisters fighting each other every day when I open my eyes!"
Xu Huo saw two people outside the door, one pulling each other's hair and the other grabbing each other's wrists, grinning and refusing to let go. He turned to look at Yuan Yao with a silly smile on his face and said, "If your mental health is not good, go to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.
.”
Yuan Yao looked horrified, "This is what a normal man should look like!"
Xu Huo was too lazy to pay attention to him and entered the elevator first.
A group of people found a star-rated hotel. The three players and a painting girl with a bottomless stomach couldn't catch up with the food they had eaten. Soon the hotel manager came over, gave two bottles of good wine and enthusiastically waived the order.
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"No, there's no shortage of money!" Yuan Yao waved his hand and threw a few cards on the table, "I'm here to help my cousin, no one can steal my limelight!"
Yu Qingqing punched his bank card and asked, "Who is your cousin?"
Yuan Yao didn't feel bad at all, and said: "Girls with a little temper are cuter."
Yu Qingqing took a breath and leaned back, "I want to beat you to death."
Yuan Yao seemed to have recalled something bad, so he quickly retracted his smile and moved respectfully towards the painting girl, "My cousin is awesome, I'm just kidding, don't be angry."
The painting girl gave him a good-natured smile and pointed to the dishes on the table.
"I have something to ask of Sister Lichun!" Yuan Yao simply brought all the dishes and plates in front of the painting girl.
At this time, Xu Huo's phone rang. After he answered the call, he said, "It's in the private room on the third floor. Come up."
After a while, Zhou Ning, who was wearing two long braids, and Hu Wenhu, who was thin, entered the room.
"Brother Xu." Hu Wenhu greeted them and looked away unnaturally when he saw the painting girl.
"Sit down and have something to eat." Xu Huo asked the waiter to add bowls and chopsticks.
Zhou Ning thanked her, but was not very interested.
Seeing that both of them were wearing plain clothes, Xu Huo didn't say anything, but Yuan Yao asked about the others.
In the previous confrontation with the Holy Sword Club, Zhou Ning and others cooperated, and they were considered friends.
"I haven't come out of the game." Zhou Ning rubbed her bloodshot eyes and held back her tears.
Xu Huo handed her a tissue and said, "My condolences."
"It's nothing," Zhou Ning said: "I have been in the game for a few months, and I have been mentally prepared for it."
Players are all people who tie their lives to their belts. It would not be surprising if they died one day, but a human life has its beginning but no results. It is not even clear where the body is. It is inevitable that things will harm their own kind.
