Chapter 1089 I'm Not a Demon

Advantage.

After two duels, Feng Bujue gained a huge advantage that others could not reach.

Jinmianchou's complete defeat made Brother Jue's funds exceed 200,000 US dollars in one go, and he already had the "challenge immunity"... Simply put, in the following time, Feng Bujue can refuse the challenges issued to him by others, and he can still challenge those who "have not completed two duels", and the other party cannot refuse.

At this moment, Brother Jue's other "strategy" before also began to show results.

As Jinmianchou said... The key to the victory or defeat of the two games with Mr. Jing is not how much you win, but "time" and "number of duels".

It is not difficult to win Mr. Jing's money, but it is not easy to win more than 50,000 from a person with this kind of personality.

Instead of entangled with him, it is better to fight quickly and use him to consume the number of games.

After that duel, Feng Bujue seemed to have only gained about two thousand dollars in profit, but in fact, he gained much more than that...

Apart from his influence on those around him at the level of consciousness, the most intuitive advantage he gained was time.

Duel, it takes time.

Not everyone has lightning-fast mental arithmetic speed and accurate and fast brain deduction ability. In this game, most people... have to use paper and pen to calculate, and some people even have to spend a lot of time to calculate by pen.

Therefore, when Feng Bujue completed three games at a very fast speed, most of the people in the main hall... had not even finished the first game.

And these "most of the people", from this moment on, all became lambs to be slaughtered in the eyes of Brother Jue...

Sitting on the financial advantage and immunity, he can win money by picking anyone to attack, and the other party does not even have the right to refuse.

Even if we make the worst assumption, that is, "everyone that Jue meets has the calculation ability of Jinmianchou, and all choose to surrender in the tenth round of the first game", and add the condition that "Feng Bujue does not play any tricks (such as appropriately raising the bet in the tenth round to increase the opponent's penalty)", Jue can still win 5,000 US dollars in the first round of the duel; then. He will play the second round against an opponent whose funds have been further weakened, and make the worst assumption again - for example, this opponent still has more than 100,000 funds in the second round, and Jue also uses the ten-round surrender strategy, even so... Feng Bujue can still make more than 1,000 in the end.

Of course. This assumption is impossible...

First of all, it is a fantasy to expect Feng Bujue to "not play tricks".

Secondly, as mentioned in the previous article. Jinmianchou is a "slippery fish", and there is no second Jinmianchou among these hundreds of people.

People who did not see through the escape round, people who lost their funds in the first duel, people who only borrowed 50,000 or 60,000 at the beginning, and people like Mr. Jing...

These people are the mainstream, the "majority".

These people...are destined to fall into the abyss in this number guessing duel.

There are only a few survivors who can advance to the second game; for example, those who have already taken action when Brother Jue and Mr. Jing finished guessing the "first round"...At this moment, these people have basically finished guessing the first round; although they initially rushed to act because they realized the "challenger's first attack advantage", in the process of their own duel, these people have also gradually thought of the importance of "time" and "immunity".

Therefore, they also speeded up. They would rather sacrifice some money to grab precious time.

Once they meet the two conditions of "completing two rounds" and "having more funds than half of the people in the venue", they will officially become "hunters"; on this basis, hunting those "prey" with a larger difference in funds from themselves is the basic strategy in this "guessing number duel".

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Evening, ten o'clock.

The number guessing duel has been going on for nearly two hours, and there are still two hours before the end deadline of midnight.

At this time...the "good show" that the organizer hopes to see has finally begun.

"What a joke! Get out of here."

"Please... please, didn't we just have a nice chat? Aren't we friends?"

"Who is your friend? I don't know your face or name. I just said a few polite words to you for fun. Who would lend you money for that?"

"Please... I was careless before. Now I know how to win! Just... just give me another 30,000... no! 20,000..."

"Go away! So what if you know now? There is no one left to challenge! This is a competition where you could be ruined if you lose a penny. If I lend you money, not only will you not be able to turn over, but I will also be buried with you."

Such conversations were frequently staged in various places in the venue, and were all captured by the camera and transmitted to the tablet in the hands of the organizer.

When the palpable despair is pressing step by step and gradually approaching... more than 90% of people will begin to disintegrate themselves.

Property, status, reputation, dignity... people will gradually remove the "shells" that have been gradually accumulated in society to protect themselves. Then it reveals its fragile, ugly, and absurd nature.

For people who already have nothing, this might be easier, but for the guests invited by the organizers... this is no less painful than death.

"Hmm...hehe...hahahahaha..." Finally, the organizer laughed, "Come on, come on, this is the top entertainment..." He pillowed his head with his hands and leaned back comfortably. On the back of the chair.

At this moment, his tablet has been handed over to the big man in a suit, A, who is kneeling on one knee, helping the organizer to lift the tablet like a human frame without moving at all.

"More, let me see more..." The organizer's eyes under the mask were full of excitement and joy, and he whispered to himself, "Men, women, rich, powerful, elite... ...In order to stay away from the abyss at your feet and seize the last glimmer of hope... everyone eventually becomes a 'rogue.'" He took a sip of the drink at hand and continued with a smile, "Cheaply. Kneel down, pray humbly, make empty promises, think with self-deception; betray your lust, throw away your dignity, lose your mind, become crazy... Hahahaha..."

He laughed for a while and exclaimed: "It's really awesome!"

"Master." B, a big man in a suit (he returned to the organizer after dealing with Jin Mianchou), came over with a walkie-talkie, leaned over and said to the organizer, "The report just came from below... except for some reasons. Except for those who were directly taken away due to cheating or mental breakdown, all the more than 200 people in the venue have been exempted from the challenge. "

"Oh." The organizer responded and read. "In other words...it's time to enter the next stage."

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Five minutes later, the door to the main hall opened again.

Then, several men in suits and sunglasses pushed in a large flat-screen TV. They pushed the TV all the way under the railing where the organizers were, then lifted it and moved it to a prominent marble platform.

at the same time. The organizer also stood up from his chair and stood next to the railing.

At this time, no one was still dueling on the first floor of the main hall, so the organizer's actions immediately attracted the attention of all the guests.

"Everyone." After the crowd became quieter, the organizer spoke. "It seems that everyone has completed more than two duels, and no one wants to be the challenged party anymore." He paused and smiled sarcastically, "Haha... but is this... really good? "

Before he finished speaking, the screen of the flat-screen TV lit up.

The expressions behind the masks of the guests also changed significantly at this moment.

It turns out that what was printed on the TV was not something else... it was what people were most interested in at the moment - the gold rankings of players.

Considering that all the guests are wearing masks and do not know each other's names, this list uses "avatars"; everyone on the list. They all show a still photo of the head up to the collarbone, with an amount written next to it.

"As you can see..." the organizer waited for a few seconds and then said, "This is a financial ranking list... This ranking list will instantly display the current leading 'seventy-two players'; in order to prevent everyone from The avatars are too small to be recognized, so only twenty-four people are displayed on one screen, and the list is divided into three screens for scrolling display. "Anyway, I just want to confirm with you... this... really." Okay? If you don’t have any more duels from now on, then except for the sixty-four people at the top of this list..."

"Even if you say so..." At this moment, someone in the crowd interrupted the organizer, "When everyone knows that the challenged party is at a disadvantage, no one will accept the challenge anymore!"

"Yes, yes! No one wants to be the challenger. The duel will not be established!"

"There's something wrong with your rules!"

"Yes! Change the rules! Change the rules!"

"Change the rules! Change the rules! Change the rules..."

At this point, those who were forced into a desperate situation were no longer polite to the organizers. They started shouting one after another, and quickly shouted "change the rules" in unison, hoping to rely on this "popular voice". Fight for your own interests.

"Well..." The organizer was silent for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Shut up! You are a bunch of scum!"

This shout was like thunder, and its momentum was astonishing. It silenced the scene and silenced the people below.

"Huh..." the organizer finished drinking, exhaled, and then said, "Since I take the initiative to stand here and speak again, it naturally shows that I am prepared to make some adjustments to the rules..." He paused for half a second, "But don't get me wrong... This adjustment is not because there is anything wrong with the rules; if there is something wrong with the rules, you should have raised it at the beginning of the game... If what you say makes sense, I might really accept it.

"However, you didn't say anything at that time, until now... you fell behind others because of your incompetence, lack of planning, and lack of courage. At this time, you got together again and questioned the rules... Humph, rats ! Bedbugs! Disgusting maggots!”

The organizer shouted loudly, slightly arrogantly, and raised his hand to point at several people in the crowd: "This, this, this... and those two..." He pointed out the few people just now. The person who led the heckles and yelled the loudest gave instructions to the men in suits, "Take all of these away, you bugs have been eliminated!"

"What...what! Why do you arrest me!"

"Wait! Stop! What rights do you have..."

"Let me go! Ah——"

"I'm the deputy chief of the police station! Who dares to touch me!"

When those people were dragged away, they all shouted and struggled, but... it was all in vain.

The men in suits and sunglasses under the organizer were all good at catching people. Not only were they professional, but they were also outnumbered. Unless they were superpowers with extraordinary fighting power, even if they were the champions of fighting competitions or special forces... they would still be caught.

"Hmph... the cries of losers are always so unbearable and pathetic." After those people were dragged away one by one. The organizer looked down at the remaining players and spoke again, "Listen carefully, those bugs who have not been caught... are here. No one can talk to me about "rights", "dependence", and "identity"; you who have been stuck in the quagmire and staked your lives here, do you think you are still the big man who can boss others around on weekdays? The guy who doesn't understand the situation deserves to be trampled to death by me!"

His words silenced the laggards collectively, and no one dared to make a fuss or question, or even attract his attention.

"You just said... the adjustment is not because there is something wrong with the rules." At this quiet moment. But someone suddenly said, "Then... what is it for?"

Who else can have such courage except Brother Jue?

"Oh~ it's you..." The organizer looked in the direction of the voice, and when he saw the crow mask, he smiled, "Haha... good question." He paused for a second and continued, "Of course... it's for me to have 'fun'."

His answer, or... "reason". Obviously unreasonable, but at this time and place, it is reasonable and no one dares to question it.

"You are going to make the top 64 people on the list lose their immunity immediately." The next second, Feng Bujue continued.

"Huh?" The organizer was slightly surprised that his thoughts were exposed, but he was not angry because of it, "You reacted quite quickly, yes, I just want..."

"Forget it." Feng Bujue interrupted him immediately. "That's boring."

His words scared the guests around...

The screams of the people who were dragged away just now are still ringing in their ears, and now this crow man dares to confront and deny the organizer's wishes...

Not to mention the bystanders, even the men in suits and sunglasses were worried for Brother Jue.

"You said me..." The organizer's tone turned cold. "Boring?"

Feng Bujue did not answer this question, but directly said: "Such adjustments must have been made in the games you organized before." He walked forward while speaking, "If nothing unexpected happens, those leaders who have been relieved of their immunity will definitely delay time in the subsequent duels, right?"

"So what? There are still two..." the organizer replied.

"If you want to, it's totally fine to play only two duels in two hours, right? Just imagine how boring that would be..." Feng Bujue interrupted him again, "Or, in order to prevent this, are you going to adjust the time again?"

"Tsk..." The organizer also understood that if it was adjusted to that point, it would be too much for the leader, "Then what do you think?"

"I have a very interesting suggestion." Feng Bujue continued.

"Oh?" The organizer was immediately interested when he heard the word "interesting", "You can say it."

Then Feng Bujue said five words: "Secondary loan right."

Just these five words were enough to make the organizer's eyes light up and his body tremble.

"Of course, that alone is not enough." Feng Bujue knew that the other party had taken the bait. "On this basis, add 'canceling everyone's challenge immunity' and 'the order of guessing the solution is determined by tossing a coin', and that's about it." He paused, "Oh... By the way, the time should indeed be adjusted, but not for the leader, but for everyone... The time for guessing the solution should be changed to 20 minutes. Anyway, everyone is familiar with the way of the game. Unless it is intentionally delayed, there is no need to spend more than 40 minutes."

When his voice fell, silence fell.

This is the silence of "shock" and the silence of "waiting".

And what people are waiting for in amazement is undoubtedly the reaction of the organizer...

"You guy..." After a moment, the organizer grabbed the railing with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "Really..." Every time he uttered a word, the hearts of those below would rise to their throats, "... Damn, you are so good at playing! Hahahaha..."

The organizer laughed wildly and slapped the railing for joy.

The men in suits and sunglasses were stunned for a few seconds, then all breathed a sigh of relief; but the guests below... became nervous, because they all understood that the new rules Feng Bujue had just mentioned had become a new topic that they urgently needed to understand.

"It's okay." Feng Bujue responded in a calm tone, and then said, "I took into account that it would take a certain amount of time to prepare the supplementary contract for the second loan, print the new rules, and other trivial matters, so I didn't propose a more complicated modification method; if there is enough time, things like 'random matching of the two sides of the duel' or 'interest-bearing loans between players under official supervision', 'sudden death method', etc. can all be done..."

Hearing these words, the other players' scalps were numb.

And the organizer smiled even more: "Hehe..." He looked at Brother Jue and said, "You are... a bad person."

Feng Bujue shrugged casually and said with a smile: "I'm not a demon~" (~^~)