Chapter 57 The Prisoner's Dilemma, Believe in Senior Sister
The giant dragon is entrenched on the Knife Mountain.
Its tail kept swinging back and forth, and along with frequent violent landslides, a large amount of ocher-red earth and rocks fell into the Chijiang River.
Although it was pierced and restrained by chains, which would cause the wound to continue to bleed, it did not seem to be weak from blood loss.
The dragon's upper body remained motionless, its golden vertical pupils staring at the two of them quietly, a mountain-like formless fear slowly falling along with its gaze.
Then, it suddenly opened its mouth slowly, revealing a human expression that seemed to be a smile.
"Two humans, I want to play a game with you."
Ling Yunpo didn't answer, but silently approached the senior sister.
An Zhisu curled his fingers slightly, and the Frostfall Sword was ready to go.
"Don't try to resist with force." The dragon continued to smile strangely and said, "Given the difference in realm between you and me, you have no hope of victory."
As soon as he finished speaking, some extremely terrifying pressure fell directly out of thin air.
The expressions of both of them changed, and they sensed some kind of invisible restraint that was difficult to break free from, suppressing their consciousness and limbs to the point of being unable to move, as if they were fragile frogs that had been roughly stuffed into a small urn.
The next second, the pressure suddenly disappeared and disappeared, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu looked at each other, each reading horror and fear in each other's eyes.
"My game is called 'Prisoner'."
The giant dragon blew lightly, and a heavy fog rose up, separating Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu.
In the heavy fog, Ling Yunpo found that his vision was restricted, his voice was muted, and his spiritual consciousness could not be used, just like the "Blue Mist Covering the Blue Mountains" sealed on the Qingping Sword.
"This is the true method of transformation of the five elements of water." The dragon's voice came slowly from the mist, "In this method, light, sound, spiritual consciousness...all invisible transmissions are controlled by me."
"In other words, you and your senior sister are now my prisoners."
"The rules of the game are very simple." The dragon continued leisurely, "Although you can't see or hear her, you know that your senior sister is by your side."
"You can choose whether to kill her. Of course, she can also make a choice."
"If you all choose not to take action, then I will let you go."
"If you all choose to take action, then I will destroy your natal swords."
"But if one of you chooses to take action and the other chooses not to take action, then... the one who doesn't take action will be killed, and the one who takes action..."
Its voice paused slightly, and then said casually:
"I'll give him a reward."
"Of course, it's a real reward. Flying swords, magic weapons, Taoist magic, rare objects... in short, it all depends on my mood."
"The person who was betrayed, seriously injured and dying, the more incredible the expression on his face, the more pleasure it makes me feel, and the corresponding reward will be more valuable..."
Along with the dragon's slow words, Ling Yunpo's mind began to spin rapidly.
This problem is actually a game proposition.
Consider from a purely theoretical model:
If I choose not to betray, there are only two outcomes: leaving unharmed, or being killed.
If I choose to betray, there are two consequences: getting a reward, or having my sword destroyed.
Comparing these four results with each other, you will find that the dragon's rule design clearly encourages participants to betray and kill each other.
The heavy fog was raised to block the sight and hearing of the two people, in order to further intensify the suspicion between them:
Will senior sister betray me? Or senior sister doesn’t want to betray me, but she thinks I will betray her, so will she choose to be forced to betray me?
In fact, if mutual trust cannot outweigh suspicion, then taking action decisively is the best choice under this game condition.
However, the facts cannot be summarized by purely theoretical models.
With Qiu Changtian's warning in advance, Ling Yunpo certainly would not make a mistake, so he said bluntly:
"I choose not to take action."
"Don't be impatient yet." The dragon's voice was teasing, "We'll wait until she makes a choice."
Ling Yunpo:………………
Did the co-author deliberately scare me? Sorry, I have received professional training and will never be afraid.
However, as time passed slowly, he couldn't help but instinctively became anxious.
Could it be that Senior Sister An...
Impossible, impossible. If she wanted to kill me, she would have done it long ago. Why hesitate until now?
Maybe Senior Sister An is also hesitant...
This is even more impossible. For me, she would even give up her own future. How could she betray her just because of this suspicion?
Rationality, sensibility and instinct are constantly at war with each other in Ling Yunpo's mind.
Reason told him that there was no need for senior sister to hesitate, and emotion also insisted that senior sister could not choose to betray, but his instinct kept feeding back strong uneasiness.
Ling Yunpo realized that deep down in his heart, there was always an instinct-based insecurity, which was inspired by the pressure of self-vigilance during his long spy career and his natural anxiety of refusing to believe anyone.
He became a disciple of Qingluofeng not because he really wanted to become a disciple of Shushan, but because he wanted to seize the fragments of the Heaven-Mending Stone from the Qing sect on Shushan.
Once the incident happens, there is no doubt that I will become a traitor in Shushan. How will my senior sister treat my "junior brother" who has deliberately ambushed me?
As long as his thoughts slip to this point, Ling Yunpo will start to think about things, and he will not be able to completely eliminate the last bit of suspicion in his heart.
However, the giant dragon in front of it seemed to have finally lost its patience. Looking at Ling Yunpo, who still refused to speak, and An Zhisu, whose attitude on the other side was unwavering, it finally let out a long breath of turbid air, blowing the two of them.
Hair and robes rustle:
"Okay, it's really boring. You can go."
As soon as the words fell, the thick fog dispersed instantly.
Ling Yunpo looked at Senior Sister An who was close at hand, and his heart was suddenly filled with a sense of relief, and he felt guilty and guilty that he should not doubt Senior Sister.
It's just that he hid the latter very well, with an "I knew it would be like this" expression on his face, and smiled and stretched out his hand:
"Sister."
"Yes." An Zhisu also stretched out his hand and held it together with him.
Ling Yunpo immediately activated the Wanli Water Vein Divine Movement Talisman, and teleported away with An Zhisu under the indifferent gaze of the giant dragon in Daoshan.
After a long time, the giant dragon yawned lazily.
"...It seems that I have won." A sword light emerged from behind the mountain, but it was Qiu Changtian, the chief disciple of Kunlun, wielding a sword in the air, standing with his hands behind his back, and said calmly.
"Hmph." The giant dragon spit out sparks from its nostrils, "You have known these two Shushan disciples for a long time, and you know that they practice the Wenqing-ryu Taoism, right?"
"This has nothing to do with our bet." Qiu Changtian lowered his eyelids and said indifferently, "Or is it that Lord Yinglong intends to deny it?"
"Ha." The dragon said with a half-smiling expression, "How could I regret it? Anyway, even if I lose the bet, it will still be beneficial to me."
It gathered the five-color wings on its back and released the extremely majestic dragon power, but it did not aim at the autumn sky in the sky, but radiated aimlessly in all directions.
Suddenly the Chijiang River almost stopped, the mountain of swords exploded inch by inch, and the color of the world seemed to change dramatically.
Qiu Changtian wielded the Jade Dragon Sword, and under the terrifying power of the dragon, he was like a small boat in the storm, almost crumbling.
Only then did the giant Er dragon put away its pressure and said lazily:
"alright?"
Qiu Changtian steadied himself in embarrassment and remained silent. He only asked the Kunlun Mirror in his heart. After receiving the reply "It has been recorded", he nodded solemnly.
"Very good, remember your promise." The dragon spit out another drop of blood and floated it in front of him. "If you have the chance to go to the Eastern Emperor Realm, go find my daughter and bring her to Beiming.
Let’s go to the secluded realm.”
"Where is Ling Qianjin roughly located? And what are the characteristics that can be identified?" Qiu Changtian took out the pure bottle, put the blood beads in it, and asked solemnly.
"Her nickname is 'Dragon Fox'." The giant dragon was silent for a long time and replied, "She has the blood of human, dragon and fox at the same time, so although she looks like a white fox, she has the golden eyes of a dragon. Such a hybrid
His appearance should be unique in the Donghuang Realm."
"As for her location, I have been imprisoned in the tower for at least 100,000 years. How do I know? I think she should be with her mother. If you see her, tell her mother for me..."
"...Say something?"
"No, it's nothing." The giant dragon closed its eyelids, leaned on the knife mountain again, and rolled up its body vigorously.