When the conclusion flashed, the person most shocked was actually the person involved.
Su Er tried to make excuses seriously, saying that the beads might be broken, but before he could open his mouth, the score appeared: 11.5384615.
If it weren't for the restriction that only ten words could be displayed, perhaps this string of numbers would be endless.
Su Er was relieved and said calmly: "From the score, it can be seen that there is something wrong with the beads."
However, everyone's expressions did not soften at all. Qu Qingming even picked up the wine glass and slowly swallowed the wine, hiding his current expression.
In silence, Su Er looked at Ji Heng with the attitude of a victim. Ji Heng calmly analyzed the situation for him, "There are twenty-six people present, including Zhu Zi. To twenty-three of them, your thoughts are no secret."
After all, that's how Suhr behaves in his daily life.
Ji Heng: "The only ones who are truly surprised are probably me, this bead, and you."
"…"
Qu Qingming put down his wine glass, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I guess the beads aren't enough to determine the value of this secret, so I used the simplest method. I calculated the proportion of each individual in the percentage, and then added up three of them."
Su Er raised his head slightly and began to calculate in his mind... 10026x3, it seemed to be about this number.
He laughed dryly and looked at his teammates first: "I don't have such an idea."
It's all a conspiracy of the game.
Ji Heng was exceptionally calm.
Su Er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What do you think it will show?"
Ji Heng: "Blocked words."
Considering someone's different understanding of the game from the average person, this situation is not impossible.
Su Er pursed his lips, and when he sat down again, he couldn't help but turn his head to look. Lu Quanqiu's chest was heaving violently, and his eyeballs began to bulge out slightly. It was an uncontrollable excitement.
Death-free ticket!
He will get a get-out-of-life ticket!
After the last second of the countdown had passed and it was confirmed that there was no score higher than 71, Gentleman Rose announced the result.
"Congratulations." The host looked at Lu Quanqiu and produced a piece of golden paper like a magic trick.
It was about the size of a ticket, with no words written on it, just a beautiful pearl painted on it.
After staying in the dungeon for a long time, Suer became suspicious of everything he saw. He always felt that the pearl was like a living thing.
Lu Quanqiu took the ticket tremblingly and put it away carefully.
Man Jiangshan moved closer, wanting to see it more clearly, but he was guarded against by him like a thief.
The host never said that the coupons could be bound to people. In other words, anyone who had the ability could scramble for them. After the initial joy passed, the world inevitably became panic-stricken.
Su Er kindly reminded: "This death-free ticket may have problems, try not to use it."
Lu Quanqiu looked at him suspiciously, rather displeased: "You like to be in the spotlight but failed at the last moment. I think you are jealous!"
As they started their unpleasant conversation, Man Jiangshan quietly moved his stool to the side. Lu Quanqiu's condition was obviously abnormal. Even if he was impulsive, his irrational and direct provocative behavior was very strange.
Is it because he cares too much about the death exemption certificate, or is there something else going on?
Man Jiangshan was good at observing people's expressions and carefully watched the host and the staff. He found that their smiles were very strange, as if they had anticipated this scene.
The atmosphere at the scene was filled with gunpowder, giving people the feeling that it would explode at any moment.
Fortunately, before the atmosphere got worse, the flames of anger didn't even get a chance to burn—
After being confronted directly, Su Er did not show any resentment. Instead, he explained in a good-tempered manner: "I don't covet the death exemption ticket, nor am I jealous."
To confirm this, I put my hand on the beads again, and the same sentence emerged: Everyone here is garbage.
Lu Quanqiu looked a little dazed, but gradually calmed down... He almost forgot that the other party treated him like trash.
Who would envy garbage?
Su Er said at the right moment: "For such a simple game, you give out a death-free ticket. Do you think it's reasonable?"
Lu Quanqiu frowned, and his face, which had been flushed with excitement, looked a little better. However, the temptation of avoiding death was too great, and his attitude towards others was still mainly defensive.
The ending was too dull, which made Mr. Yue very dissatisfied. His eyes were very creepy.
Covering his mouth with a tissue and coughing lightly, Soul tried to change the subject and asked politely, "Shall we continue?"
Gentleman Rose spoke, but his words were directed to all the players: "There is one last match left. Anyone interested can come and draw lots."
Sur became cautious at this time and had no intention of drawing lots. Lu Quanqiu had a death-free ticket in his hand, so he naturally would not take any risks.
Man Jiangshan hesitated over whether to draw the lottery, his dissatisfaction with Lu Quanqiu deepening. Whatever the tricks behind the death-free ticket, at least carrying it with him would give him peace of mind. They had clearly discovered the altar together, yet one person had taken all the benefits.
"It's okay." Man Jiangshan subconsciously looked up and saw Su Er saying with a soothing expression: "An unbalanced mentality can easily lead to failure in the dungeon."
Man Jiangshan was silent for a moment, then said thank you sincerely.
The water ghosts sitting in a row opposite looked at each other and began to communicate in hoarse and unpleasant voices. However, the discussion was too quiet and at such a close distance, Su Er could not hear a word.
Ji Heng, who could read lips, acted as an interpreter: "Basically, it means you're a green tea."
Suer was not too surprised. When he was a novice, he tended to do his own thing. Later, he found that sometimes appearances were very important, and it was always better to make friends than to make enemies.
After taking a few deep breaths, Man Jiangshan finally calmed down. When he mustered up the courage to close his eyes and draw the lot, Ji Heng suddenly said, "I'll do it."
After hesitating for a moment, Man Jiangshan chose to give up on his own initiative, without even the intention of fighting for it.
Ji Heng stretched out his hand without hesitation. He had already touched a lot, but for some reason he did not draw it out at the last moment. Instead, he chose the one next to it.
Gentleman Yue said coldly: "You are quite capable."
Ji Heng didn't immediately look at the contents of the bamboo slip. Instead, he smiled modestly and said, "It's just high-level garbage, not worth mentioning."
"…"
Sur, who was sitting quietly, felt that he was being implied.
The game that Ji Heng selected lacked a text introduction. It was like a painting. Due to the limited area, many elements were crowded together and difficult to identify clearly.
Gentleman Rose took back the sign, remained silent for a few seconds, and without any warning, announced the end of the dinner.
Ji Heng didn't react much, but Man Jiangshan couldn't help but speak first: "The game hasn't started yet."
Gentleman Rose made the final decision: "This is a blank signature."
Man Jiangshan frowned, there was clearly a pattern on the signature.
As a host who didn't like being questioned, Yueji's gentleman expression was cold, but he at least explained perfunctorily: "This game requires the participation of new staff. Today is the dinner, and they will officially start tomorrow."
It seems very logical, but how persuasive it is depends on one's own opinion.
At least Sur reasonably suspected that the host did this to prevent the water ghost from being killed.
After the dinner, the staff returned to the room one after another, and the players were responsible for cleaning up the leftovers.
While Sul was wiping the table, he caught a glimpse of Man Jiangshan talking to Lu Quanqiu. The grudge between the two sides that had arisen not long ago due to the game seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
It's not a good idea to peek too blatantly, and most of your attention is still on the rag under your hand.
"Let me do it." Just as he was collecting the trash, Lu Quanqiu came over and took the initiative to say, "I'll clean up the rest. You can go to bed early."
Su Er raised his eyebrows in confusion.
Lu Quanqiu scratched his head embarrassedly: "I was too impulsive just now, thanks to your reminder."
Knowing that things were not that simple, Su Er did as he wished, washed his hands and went upstairs to rest.
Not long after he left, Lu Quanqiu shifted his attention to Ji Heng and took over the work in his hands with a flattering attitude. Ji Heng didn't even ask the reason and went straight back to the room.
Lu Quanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
The dinner started early, and even though we were delayed for a few hours because of the game, it was not yet midnight.
Su Er lay in bed, constantly recalling the contents of Qu Qingming's diary, trying to find any clues. Time passed slowly, and the starlight in the sky was obscured by dark clouds, dimming a lot.
Just when he was about to catch some clues, he was caught off guard by a rustling noise and his train of thought was interrupted. Sur turned his head and met the eyes of a head hanging upside down outside the window. The head had long white hair hanging straight down like a waterfall, which was very eye-catching in the middle of the night.
hello!
The head slowly opened its mouth.
The lack of emotion does not mean the complete loss of fear. When he suddenly saw such a face, Sul's body couldn't help but stiffen for a moment.
The water ghost noticed his slightly dilated pupils, smiled with a successful prank, and climbed the wall away like a monkey.
His train of thought was forcibly interrupted, and Su Er's breath caught in his chest. He truly understood what it meant to be suffocated. Thanks to Mr. Yueji's specific mention of them, he was afraid he would be haunted by these water ghosts for the next few days.
Reality proved that he was a prophet. When he was sleeping soundly at night, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Ninety percent of the instances were filled with ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. As the unlucky victim visited by a ghost, Suer didn't have time to feel any sense of crisis before he heard a flurry of footsteps in the corridor, as if a naughty kid had deliberately knocked on the door and then quickly ran away.
Similar tricks were repeated three or four times in one night.
In this situation, it was a miracle for Su Er to get a good rest. Before daybreak, he got up and washed his face with cold water, trying to wake up.
The water slid down his hands and dripped into the pool with a dull sound. Sur realized that something was wrong. He opened his eyes and found that there were more white hairs in the pool, blocking the drain.
"…"
Disgusting little tricks are shameless but effective.
Water ghosts are really vengeful creatures. They are very fast and can nest in almost any place with water, making them very difficult to catch.
After three consecutive failed attempts at arresting someone, there was a hint of fatigue in Su Er's eyes as he went downstairs.
It was a cloudy day today, with heavy dark clouds pressing down heavily, and the hall on the first floor was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
"The water ghost isn't very strong, but it's formidable," said the Rose Gentleman, appearing from the shadows in the corner. The rose on his ear was a brighter shade than usual. "I believe you'll understand this more clearly."
Hearing the malicious implication in his words, Soul frowned.
Other things would be fine, but if the water ghost keeps causing minor damage, it will easily affect the progress of completing the task.
Su Er pondered for a while, not knowing what he was thinking about. When he looked up again, he suddenly laughed to himself, and he couldn't stop laughing.
Mr. Rose had a blank expression on his face, but the petals on his ears trembled slightly twice in rhythm with the other person's laughter.