[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 179 - The depository administrator

Wu Zifei defeated Cen Yi.

Except for the game against Fu Yan, Wu Zifei won by luck. So essentially, he won this finals position by luck. Needless to say, he will definitely have to rely on pure luck in the finals.

However, Fu Yan's luck, especially in this game, is obvious to everyone. He was able to rely on luck to let the "King" catch the "Consul", which was simply a loss of temper. I just don't know how he plans to fight in the finals.

So Cen Yi asked directly: "What are you going to do in this round? Use luck to fight him?"

Fu Yan replied: "Actually, I have an idea."

"What?"

"Let the opponent choose."

"... Huh?" Cen Yi was stunned for a moment, "Is that what I think?"

Fu Yan asked back, "What are you thinking about?"

"That is, let Xiao Wu choose for you?" Cen Yi said, "He chooses himself. Is this what you mean by drawing your card and beating yourself up?"

"Absolutely correct." Fu Yan smiled and took the "King" card directly. He put the cards under the table and shuffled them, then arranged them in a row on the table just like he did in the previous game.

"You draw it for yourself, and then you also designate any card in front of me." Fu Yan said to Wu Zifei, "I will draw whichever card you choose. This way, the fate is completely in your hands, how about it?"

Wu Zifei said. She was shocked by his way of playing: "No, it's not good..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. If you want, just play like this." Fu Yan said, "There's always a new way to play every game, which saves you from boredom, right? "

Uh..." Wu Zifei was a little hesitant. After thinking for a while, he finally nodded and said, "Okay."

In fact, he didn't particularly want to win, but he didn't dare to refuse Fu Yan. After thinking about it, Fu Yan's form is all about "luck", so that's okay, so whether he loses or wins, he can blame it on metaphysics.

Wu Zifei also shuffled the cards and placed them on the table, with five cards in a row, and sighed: "It would be nice to have a dice. Then I don't have to think too much, just throw the dice and turn over whatever card I throw." ."

As soon as he said this, the dice fell again, just like the previous "Turtle Drawing" game.

Wu Zifei: "..."

"Yes, this is like adding mystery to mystery, and the element of luck is even higher." Cen Yi sighed, "If we win, there will be nothing to say." The

lone player couldn't help but say: "If you do this, isn't the probability of the 'King' catching the 'Archon' much smaller...?"

Cen Yi glanced at him: "Isn't it still one in five?"

The lone player: "..."

"But rely on it. Throwing dice determines fate. This is enough..." Cen Yi thought for a while, "The last time I encountered this kind of game was when I was playing flying chess when I was a child." "

Isn't it the 'turtle drawing' the day before yesterday?" Cen Yi glanced at her, "But when you say that, I am really lucky. If this were playing Ludo, I might be unlucky enough to not be able to get a 6 at the end of the game, so any strategy would be in vain."

Fu Yan was confused. : "What is 'Flying Chess'?"

"You don't even know this?" Cen Yi looked at him a little surprised, "I'll make you a toy when I go back. It's simple..."

As he spoke, theory should be the most important thing. The finals of the competition started like a child's play.

Wu Zifei still played out his own cards one by one from the beginning, while Fu Yan's cards were determined by Wu Zifei after throwing the dice. In the first round, choose which card you get, and throw it again when you get 6.

This mode made Cen Yi mutter again: "If you throw a 6, you can throw it again. It really reminds me of Ludo..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zifei actually threw a 6.

Cen Yi: "...Don't be competitive at this time."

Wu Zifei: "I can't control it. It's useless to throw a 6 at this time!"

He threw another 5, and then the two of them turned over the cards at the same time. , both are "work".

Cen Yi commented: "You can survive at least one more round with luck."

In the second round, Wu Zifei threw a 4 and dealt both "work" cards.

Cen Yi: "I've lived two more rounds."

Cen Yi: "Can you stop counting?"

Cen Yi: "No, I'm witnessing how much an ordinary person's accidental luck can change his destiny."

In the third round, The dice points are in groups of two, representing Fu Yan's remaining three cards. Wu Zifei threw another 6, so he chose the third card. Cen Yi was amused and felt that Wu Zifei's good luck came at an inappropriate time.

The atmosphere in the finals was so relaxed that when the cards for the third round were revealed, everyone present had no immediate reaction.

"My lord, we won again!"

Lan Su was actually the first to speak. He also clapped his hands twice, and a live broadcast in front of him showed two newly revealed cards on the gambling table - "King" and "Consul".

Fu Yan won again by luck. Although if you think about it carefully, the probability is actually not low. It is already a one-third chance. But it's really amazing that he can still remain invincible despite his ridiculous approach of asking his opponents to choose cards.

Lan Su also gave Fan Xiangyi a compliment: "Your Majesty, you see, the 'consul' can never escape from the grasp of the 'king'."

Fan Xiangyi didn't know whether Gao was happy after hearing this, but he just replied coldly: "Hurry up and get it done."

Lan Su looked embarrassed: "...Your Majesty, you took the master and his current horsemen and didn't come at the beginning, and now you want to cut down my game. Isn't it appropriate?"

"You have to blame only one person. Can I blame you for being unlucky? Who let the thieving bastard come into your game?" Fan Xiangyi sneered, "Who else can you swallow? If you want to swallow it, you can swallow it now, and who else can't fall into your hands? Here?"

Lan Su put away his demonic expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, although I'm not good at fighting, I can't beat a young brat, right?" "

Then go and fight, don't be a coward. ."

"...Forget it, the effort is not proportional to the benefits." Lan Su stood up, "Okay, okay, although it is very happy to see the adults, it will be boring if the remaining players can't devour it. ...And there wasn't even a trace of blood between them. It felt like children were playing house, so let's forget it."

After saying that, Lan Su disappeared.

The next moment, Fan Xiangyi's figure disappeared completely from the sofa.

One guy always gets unsteady on his feet at the end of the game and has to go pick someone up.

***

Lansu probably lost patience with this unexciting game, as the ending was sloppy and individual. Scribblingly, he announced the result simply and rudely directly on the radio: "The first place in this game's 'King Game' is Fu Yan, and the first place in this cycle's points is Fu Yan. This time's 'Casino Play' is over, get out, Pigs!"

Then he drove away the other players.

Only Fu Yan was brought to another scene by him. Fu Yan's eyes only blurred as he went from the previous gaming room to a bustling casino - to Fu Yan, it was considered an ancient casino. He had only seen it in a certain love game scene.

There were various unpleasant smells mixed here. Fu Yan could vaguely distinguish the smell of low-quality alcohol, cheap tobacco and stinky blood, but he couldn't tell anything else. He stood here, with people coming and going around him, or ghosts coming and going. They were all selfless gamblers. Some were blind, some had broken fingers, and some even lost limbs or internal organs. It was as if they had just rolled off the operating table and gone straight to the casino. There were red and black marks on their bodies and clothes. They staggered and had to crawl to the gaming table one by one.

Gamblers are crowded together. Even if they don't play at the table, they still point at the table and shout loudly. The voice was hoarse, completely forgetful, and the mind was crazy. Fu Yan stood in the passage where they were running back and forth, but they didn't pay Fu Yan a glance, they just came and went from him.

"This is like a place where time has stopped, isn't it?"

Lan Su stood next to Fu Yan. It's amazing that even though it's so noisy here, his voice can reach Fu Yan's ears clearly.

He continued: "No matter where or when, people can never refuse their innate gambling nature. Therefore, my casino will always be so lively."

Fu Yan asked: "You can add random superpositions to the people in your casino . BUFF?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I know how lucky I am. I have never had such luck in a game before." Fu Yan took out the blue chip in his pocket, which was from Fanxiang. The "God of Gamblers' Chip" I got back, "This thing has to be useful for the ongoing gambling game, right? The only time I threw it, the 'King's Game' hadn't started yet, so the 'King's Game' is really not something you can do. hands and feet?"

"Isn't it bad to become luckier?" Lan Su asked, "Why should we pursue it?" "

Because there are gains and losses." Fu Yan said, "It's really not you?"

"No. It's it." Lan Su Pointing to the chip in his hand, "Where it is, it will slightly amplify a person's luck. If you are lucky, you will become particularly lucky; if you are unlucky..." "You

will die without being buried. Road?" Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "It seems that it is better not to carry this thing with you. Who can guarantee that you will always be lucky?" "

While your soul is still in it, my lord, you will not be unlucky. However, We won't know until we take it out." Lan Su said, "So, do you still want to take it out now?" "

Of course."

"...An answer so simple?"

"Cherish life, stay away from gambling, and do what I do. Get up." Fu Yan said, "I'm just an ordinary person. I just want peace and quiet, not big ups and downs. Hurry up."

"You still want calm, this is impossible..." Lan Su curled his lips, but still stepped forward to pick up the chips. Float it. The chips began to glow gradually, and then quickly expanded into an extremely dazzling light group, and the entire casino was illuminated as bright as day!

The gamblers whose vision was affected subconsciously looked over.

But at this moment, the ball of light penetrated into Fu Yan's head, making people... ghosts unable to see his face. When the light ball disappeared and the ghosts wanted to take a closer look at him, a tall figure completely blocked him.

Fan Xiangyi grabbed Fu Yan's waist with one hand and took away "the God of Gamblers' chips" with the other hand.

"I've kept this for you. If you want to use it, ask me for it."