Chapter 74 Destiny Depends on People's Double Six (3)
"Okay, the white team has already reported the number, now please ask the red team to report the number!"
Mr. Dot shouted a second time.
After a count, the players from the red and white teams, Lin Sanjiu and the strange tall young man, were both standing in the first square. Looking at the question marks in the two squares, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
He raised his eyebrows: What could be under this question mark...?
"1 square." She reported the same answer again.
"The second count, the white team advances 1 square, the red team advances 1 square!"
As soon as Mr. Dian finished speaking, the teammates in the rear of the red and white camps all showed expressions of "Sure enough," they said.
The design of this game seems to be simply meaningless. How many cells you advance depends entirely on your opponent. In order to ensure that your opponent can advance at the slowest speed, both sides will just grind on one cell after another until they finally end up with
A duel determines the outcome.
But, is this really the case?
Lin Sanjiu thought as she stepped into the second space.
If the winner really can only be determined by a duel, wouldn't it be better to change it to a competition from the beginning?
There was another "ding dong" sound, and the second question mark under my feet disappeared again, replaced by a street pattern full of crowded traffic.
Lin Sanjiu looked up at the man opposite and saw that he was also frowning and looking confused.
"Oops!" Mr. Dian shouted in an exaggerated tone, "Just when the two players stepped onto the square, the New Year's bell rang - the white team player was punished for setting off fireworks indiscriminately in the square.
Fine, White team -1 point!"
"It turns out it's New Year already." Before the thought faded from their minds, the red and white teams looked a little stupidly towards the depths of the white mist - but unlike the white team members, the red team members quickly
They got excited and everyone looked happy.
The young man from the white team had an angry look on his face. Looking at him, it seemed that he could not help but rush into the fog to find Mr. Dian to argue: "Hey, are you making a mistake? Don't you get one point when you win the game?
How can you deduct it so casually? Even if I win the game, it will be in vain!"
Hu Changzai and Hai Tianqing stood behind him. They looked at each other after hearing these words, and they didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy. Although their mood was complicated, they restrained themselves from showing it on the surface - because Lin San
The two of them concealed the wine gesture very well, and the people in the white team never knew that there were friends of theirs in the red team.
"Have you forgotten the explanation about 'scoring points' and 'losing points' in the rules?" Mr. Dian's voice was still the same, unmoved at all: "If you want to earn more points, try to find out the points.
Order it!”
The young man spat hard and stared at the squares on the ground, as if he wanted to see the difference among the dozen identical question marks.
"As for the players on the red team -" Mr. Dian continued, "there are too many people going to watch the New Year's Eve fireworks. Unfortunately, the players on the red team were stuck in traffic. The next time will be suspended."
The word "pause" quickly froze the smiles of the red team members.
"Are you kidding me?" Lian Xiaolian stood up impatiently, "Pausing for one frame means that you can't move forward next time? What better than that? In this way, doesn't the opponent win steadily?"
Due to the rules, the minimum number Lin Sanjiu can call each time is 1. So when he is one square behind, even if the two of them advance one square at a time, it is foreseeable that they will lose the game in the end...
"No, that's not right!" Zhong Junkai frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "The penalty of pausing forward is simply a weapon that can change the outcome of a game. It can't be that we are the only ones with time-out squares, right? That's not the case.
It’s so unfair…my opponents will definitely do it too!”
Everyone listened and felt that what he said was reasonable. Lao Wang clapped his hands and said in agreement: "Xiao Zhong is right! It seems that the key to this game lies in these pause grids. Whoever is unlucky and steps on more pauses will win."
You will lose."
The brown-haired rabbit glanced at everyone and said nothing. Judging from the fact that everyone didn't ask about it when they introduced each other's names, it suddenly realized a possibility: Could these people just regard themselves as a special person?
pet?
After thinking about this, the brown rabbit decided to stop talking if he could. He just sat there as quietly as a rabbit.
After listening to the four members of the red team discussing for a while, Mr. Dian's third counting began again: "The white team advances one square, and the red team pauses."
The young man's anger when he was deducted one point was now mostly gone. He glanced at Lin Sanjiu and stepped into the third square with a bit of pride.
"...At the company's year-end party, the white team player won a treasure box. But when I got it, I found it was a broken and dirty box with the words 'bad luck box' written on it. Please ask the white team player to open it.
?"
Unexpectedly, the treasure chest opened in the square has the option of opening it or not. The young man was stunned, as if he was very unsure. After thinking for a long time, he turned back to his teammates as if asking for help.
Although the players and teammates could not talk to each other, they could still see each other, and just a nod and a shake of the head could express their meaning clearly. Except for the old lady who nodded, the others frowned and shook their heads.
After all, it’s clearly written on the box—“a box of bad luck.” Since it’s bad luck, why take the risk to open it?
The young man turned around, gritted his teeth, said something, and seemed to have given up on opening the box.
His choice was right - "The white team player chose not to open the box, so the venomous snake in the box cannot bite anyone."
Not knowing what the consequences of being bitten would be, the young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Since he started the game, he has only moved three squares, but he has already suffered heavy losses. Now that he can avoid this disaster, he already feels very lucky.
The next time the count was counted, both sides still moved forward one square without any suspense. This time, Lin Sanjiu's red team was robbed of a prize because they borrowed a loan shark and repaid it, while the white team was robbed of a prize because of the loan sharking.
The car breaks down and pauses once.
Sure enough, as Lao Wang expected, both sides had pause grids.
When the count was counted for the fourth time, both sides stood in the fourth square, and they were even again. This time their luck was slightly better than the previous three times - the players on the red team went into the hotel to rest for a while.
They came out with no loss and no gain; the white team player got a treasure box, and after opening the treasure box, he got an opportunity to "regret a move".
At this time, the red team has 3 remaining prizes, a score of -1 point, a "pass" opportunity, and is in the 4th grid.
The white team has 4 remaining prizes, a score of -1 point, a chance to "regret a move", a point-reduction curse, and is in the 4th square.
On the fifth count, both sides advanced one space again. This time both sides were deducted a prize at the same time.
Seeing that there were only two prizes handed over by his side in the blink of an eye, the expressions of everyone on the red team couldn't help but change. Chen Fan even speculated whether this was a scam specifically designed to defraud others of their belongings... But he guessed.
Guess, he never had the courage to walk into the white mist to find Mr. Dian to confirm.
In this way, the two sides went through the seven countings step by step. Every step seemed to involve a round of blood - because although the encounter was different every time the question mark was opened, it was unlucky without exception; occasionally it could
Meeting someone who is not in pain or itchy makes people feel extremely lucky. Unknowingly, everyone has almost forgotten about winning the prize on the other side, and only hopes that their own losses will be less.
After counting seven times, the red team has 2 prizes, a score of -2 points, a "pass" opportunity, and a "5-minute halftime break" opportunity.
The white team has 3 prizes. It scores -2 points, has one chance to "regret a move", and is burdened with a point-reducing curse.
Both sides are currently on the 7th grid and are still in a tie.
Just before Mr. Dot was about to call out the eighth count, everyone in the red team had already collapsed on the ground due to boredom and frustration, looking feebly at the direction of the game. Occasionally chatting with teammates. Anyway, those two
Each player just moves forward one square at a time, bleeding profusely every time he moves forward. What is there to look forward to? All we have to do is wait for the final duel!
In such an atmosphere, the brown-haired rabbit was the first to notice something strange - because the sound of the eighth count did not sound for a long time.
It looked up with doubts and found that Lin Sanjiu was half-turned, facing the depths of the white mist, as if talking to someone - and there was no one else in that direction except Mr. Dian...
Although they couldn't hear what she said, her move quickly attracted the attention of the red and white teams, and everyone looked at Lin Sanjiu. After a while, Mr. Dian suddenly said
A word of "Okay" followed by nothing more.
"Eh? Why do I feel like... Miss Lin is talking to that man?" Lian Xiaolian looked at it for a long time and suddenly murmured. "Did she just ask Mr. Dian to have sex with Bai?"
Can’t the team players have a conversation?”
When she said this, everyone in the red team looked at the situation in the game field in surprise.
Although Lin Sanjiu had his back to everyone in the red team, the white team player was standing opposite, so everyone could see the expression on his face clearly. The young man from the white team looked surprised at first. , then frowned and glanced at Lin Sanjiu uneasily. Lin Sanjiu's back looked very excited. He gestured with his hands for a long time and talked for a long time before the young man opposite nodded hesitantly. It seems that people have finally reached an agreement.
After receiving his opponent's consent, Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge stone had been lifted from his heart.
Soon, amid the strong curiosity and doubts of the red and white teams, Mr. Dian’s eighth counting began——
"The white team advances 3 spaces, the red team advances 1 space!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
ps: I'm so scared today...the list of thanks is so long, it's the first time in my life!
Thank you for the nickname of a piece of pink, a piece of He Shibi (another one, should I add more?), and a comment that inspired me,
Thank you, Man-eating King, for the peach blossom fan
Thank you to Big Bad No. 27 for the sachet. I seem to have forgotten to thank you that day, so I will make up for it~!
Thank you to everyone who left a message!!! I will write it down!
