Chapter 1082 Number Guessing Contest (Part 2)

While the host was drinking his strange drink upstairs, the guests on the first floor had already gone to the "table" to pick up the printed rules and began to read.

Feng Bujue... was no exception.

Although he was quite familiar with the rules and gameplay of guessing numbers, and was also very clear about the meaning of "six digits, ten codes, repeatable", as a more thoughtful and cautious person, and a reading addict, he still read the rules with interest.

Brother Jue was a person who could read ten lines at a glance and had superb memory and comprehension. His trained mind was undoubtedly very suitable for this kind of game duel.

Soon, he understood the rules thoroughly... and began to formulate a strategy in his mind.

"Well... if Xiao Ling or Ouyang Jian came to play this game, I guess they would have a greater advantage..." Feng Bujue stood there and thought to himself, "These two are the type who have learned mathematics more thoroughly, know how to use it, and have an extraordinary memory; even if they are against me, their chances of winning are more than 70%..."

Brother Jue's ability in mathematics is actually quite average.

If he was willing to think hard... he could come up with the formula for guessing numbers under the standard rules, but when he played this game before, he never considered listing the formula, because he believed that this game could only achieve the effect of exercising brain power by using reasoning to solve it. If he used the formula to guess... it would not be "reasoning" but simply "calculation".

But now, under the premise of "winning or losing", the situation is different. There is no doubt... in this game, those who master the "formula" will be very advantageous.

However... it is not an easy task to come up with the best guessing formula under the "six digits, ten codes, repeatable" rules.

It's not that the formula itself is difficult. For most people with higher education, as long as they see the correct formula, even if they can't understand it, they at least know how to use it.

However... it's difficult for them to "list" this formula out of thin air.

It's like many of us have learned advanced mathematics. But few people can apply it to their lives (at the right time); it is like many of us have studied English for many years and obtained many certificates, but we still find it difficult to watch English movies without subtitles, and it is also difficult to communicate with people from English-speaking countries...

Maybe, when we were students, when we were learning and exposed to this knowledge, if we took this "guess the number" problem as a question, someone could still solve it - it's hard to say how much time it would take.

Or, people with a high level of mathematical attainments can think of the best solution when faced with this problem.

Unfortunately... among the guests present. It is probably difficult to find someone who meets these two conditions.

The organizer's subordinates have naturally investigated and confirmed this when collecting information about these people.

Because the content of the game was thought up by the organizer himself and had already been decided, his subordinates would definitely avoid inviting those who "will have a huge advantage in a certain game" to join the ship.

It's like - if the organizer came up with a game based on Go, then when his subordinates decide on the guest list, they naturally can't invite people who used to be professional Go players.

But... then again, when there are hundreds of guests, there will be some who slip through the net.

Of course. Jue Ge definitely doesn't count; the reason why he can impersonate Jiang Daode is not only because of the secret operation of "Duhuangzhai", but also because of Woody's ability similar to "hypnosis" to help; otherwise, a person like Jiang Daode who has been in newspapers and magazines several times. He can never impersonate.

However, among the other guests, there are still one or two real "slipped through the net".

And how did these people appear on the guest list? In fact, the reason is not complicated...

When the organizer's subordinates investigate a person's background, they must look at the information; such as "served in the army". Then it can be inferred that this person can at least shoot and drive; for example, "graduated from a music college", it can be basically determined that this person's knowledge of music is far richer than that of ordinary people.

The above are general situations; but It is difficult to infer things that are not in the "information"...

Let's take Go as an example: suppose there is a guest whose personal file has never recorded any formal learning of Go, no record of taking amateur rank exams, and no record of participating in related competitions or any group records; however, he learned Go through other methods, such as self-study by reading books, practicing online, seeking a hermit master to become his apprentice, or being possessed by a ghost... In such a situation, the organizer's subordinates naturally cannot find out.

Today, there is a person who is quite good at mathematics on this ship, and everyone, including the organizer... does not know this.

"Fortunately... there are 64 people on the list who have passed this round of the game." Feng Bujue quickly worked out several strategies in his mind, and then began to slack off. "If there are a few people among these 200 people who can come up with the optimal guess formula in a short period of time, then it is possible; but if there are more than 60 people who can do it... that's too outrageous. Besides... this is not a game where you can win if you master the formula. The psychological game, gambling skills, luck... are also very important, and in these points..."

When Jue thought of this, he couldn't help but reveal an evil smile under his mask, and secretly said: "These fish are just a group of cash machines..."

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Ten minutes passed quickly.

At this point, most of the guests had finished reading the rules.

It wasn't a long article, and most people could read and understand it in a few minutes.

However, no one went to the duel...

Everyone stood still, no one dared to communicate with others, and no one invited others to the duel.

Obviously... they were all "watching", everyone wanted others to act as guinea pigs first, while they stood aside and accumulated "experience" by observing others' duels.

"Heh... It's similar to the scenes of those games in the past..." The organizer, who was sitting high up watching the show, had already drunk most of the glass of "Red Wine Sweet Noodle Sauce with Wasabi" and whispered in a voice that the people below couldn't hear.

"Young Master." The suited man A (the one who just brought the drinks) took a few steps forward, bent down, and said to the organizer, "Do you want to... let your subordinates put pressure on them..."

"No need." The organizer replied. "I just want to see how long it will take for someone to notice the value of 'time' in this game..." He paused, "Oh, by the way..." He said, tilted his neck and drank the remaining drink in the cup, and then said, "Go and get me another cup of 'yellow peach jam with duck mousse and mashed potatoes', warm and thinner... And. Remember to put a small umbrella in this time."

"Uh..." Although the suited man A is used to preparing all kinds of weird food for the "young master", he still can't help but be stunned every time he hears similar weird combinations.

"Okay... I'll prepare it right away!" Two seconds later, he responded, took the empty cup handed over by the organizer, and left with the tray.

On the other hand, on the first floor...

At this time, the atmosphere in the main hall has become more and more tense.

Although everyone is trying their best to pretend to be "quite natural", in fact. They were all waiting anxiously... waiting for someone to break the deadlock.

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"Damn... As expected, no one wants to go first..."

"Everyone is so cunning..."

"It doesn't matter who you are, just go and fight, just don't challenge me... I don't want to be the first one."

"Tsk... It's so uncomfortable, I really want to take off the mask. But if my face is seen in this situation..."

"I really want to drink some water, but if I accidentally do something that attracts attention at this time, I may be targeted..."

"Please, it doesn't matter who or what. Even if someone breaks a plate... make some noise to break this uncomfortable atmosphere!"

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At this extremely depressing moment.

Bang——

The door on the first floor corridor was pushed open, and a man in a suit and sunglasses ran in breathlessly.

Because they came in a hurry. For a moment, he did not notice the different atmosphere in the main hall; after entering the room, he quickly found Brother Jue in the crowd (after all, Feng Bujue was the only male guest dressed casually, so it was not difficult to find him), and walked towards him quickly.

"Sir." When he was about to reach Brother Jue, the man in suit and sunglasses had already reached into his pocket to take something out, "This is the bendable straw you want." After saying that, he took out a whole pack of unopened straws and handed it to Brother Jue, "How many do you need, please take it yourself."

"Hehe..." Brother Jue smiled at him, "Your... I want all of these."

After saying that, he took the whole pack of straws directly from the other party.

Although the man in suit and sunglasses hesitated for a moment, he did not stop him because straws were not valuable or important things.

"Okay, thank you, big brother." After Feng Bujue took the pack of straws, he politely thanked him, and then he opened the seal of the package and took out one from it.

This straw is obviously of better quality (more expensive) quality. After opening the outer packaging, each of them has a separate paper packaging.

Feng Bujue put the remaining whole pack of straws into his shirt pocket, and opened the paper packaging of the one in his hand, then... walked to a round table with champagne, took a glass, and inserted the straw.

During this whole process... everyone in the audience was looking at him. Even if some people pretended not to look, their attention was on him.

"So... who should I start with?" After a few seconds, Feng Bujue raised the champagne to the level of his eyes, and then... raised the glass without moving.

At this moment, the expressions of some people in the crowd suddenly changed... Obviously, this part of the people immediately noticed what Brother Jue was going to do.

"Well... this way..." Feng Bujue watched the bent straw float in the glass of champagne for a few times, and finally leaned against the wall of the glass and hung to one side.

The next second, he looked in the direction the straw was pointing... and his sight stopped at the person standing on that straight line, the one closest to him.

Coincidentally, that person... was the short and fat man wearing a Peking Opera mask who had talked to the organizer before.

"Okay, it's you who's decided." Feng Bujue muttered casually, and pointed at the man with a swing of his arm.

"You...what are you going to do?" The short and fat man was shocked at the time and couldn't help but take a half step back.

"What?" Feng Bujue repeated the other party's question, and then smiled and replied, "Hehe...of course I'm here to challenge you - guess the number duel."

"You...you kid..." The short and fat man came back to his senses and became a little annoyed, "You actually decided in such a casual way..."

"It's your bad luck." Feng Bujue interrupted him and continued, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, you should not meet the condition of 'already played two games', right? So you can't refuse my challenge." He raised his hand and gestured to a "desktop" next to him, "Come on, don't waste time."

"Hmph..." Two seconds later, the short and fat man snorted coldly. Then, he raised his hand to adjust the collar of his evening dress, then raised his head, walked with what he thought was a "dignified and steady" step, and came to the cart pointed by Brother Jue.

"I hope you won't regret this hasty decision." He looked at Feng Bujue and said in a loud voice.

This sentence was not only said to Brother Jue, but also to all the people around him and the organizers.

The short and fat man also knew very well... At this moment, he and the man in front of him wearing a crow mask have become the focus of the whole scene. The process and result of their duel may affect the entire game.

"Oh oh..." Feng Bujue responded to the short and fat man's verbal deterrence perfunctorily, and then said, "Sir, in view of the fact that we will have more exchanges in the future, I don't know... how to call you?"

"Whatever you want." The short and fat man replied unhappily.

"Are you sure? Slowpoke." Feng Bujue's next sentence immediately changed the other party's mind.

"What do you call me?" I don't know why, at this moment, the short and fat man's mind flashed again with Brother Jue's words not long ago "It's decided to be you"...

"Don't like it? What about you said it's up to me? Slowpoke." Feng Bujue said again.

When he said this, several people in the crowd couldn't help laughing, but they all covered their faces and laughed quietly, without making any sound... After all, they didn't want to attract attention.

"Alright, alright..." The short and fat man compromised before Juege called out the names of other elves, "Just call me 'Mr. Jing'." (To be continued.)