Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1078 - 1038: Without Hesitation

Even if I manage to avoid getting my hand injured this ti, the punishnt awaiting back ho will probably be even harsher than being discharged by the commander.

Chances are I’ll have to endure a bout of military punishnt, and when it’s over, my leg might be ruined, thus ending my military career for the rest of my life.

This ans there’s no escaping it, no matter what. So, rather than running, I should grit my teeth, stamp my foot, and take this risk. Maybe that guy’s luck was just bad, and mine will turn better.

If that’s the case, I’ll be snatching a life from the grasp of fate.

Thinking this, the guy stopped hesitating, glancing at the comrade who was dressing his wound, then strode forward, eyes glaring furiously at Lin Yi:

"Co on, kid. I may not know what tricks you’re playing, but show what you’ve got. If I blink, I’ll take your last na."

Gotta hand it to him, this guy’s definitely bold. That statent made Lin Yi view him in a new light and even flash him a thumbs up, acknowledging, "Good job, that’s a true man."

Win or lose, having the right attitude is what really matters.

"Heh, good job then. Let’s begin, old General. You will take the lead again this ti.

But this ti, we’re going to play with a different twist.

While the previous approach was fine, it had a flaw: arranging them in sequence created the possibility of collusion between you.

If you placed the knife in an even position, whoever goes first would end up with it.

And if it’s in an odd position, the second to slap won’t get the knife either.

In short, the decision has always been in your hands, which isn’t fair to .

So what I need to do now is shuffle the order of these items.

Arrange them into a shape without any rules."

As he spoke, Lin Yi began moving, picking the paper bags one by one, placing them chaotically on the table—one to the left, another to the west, then to the east—ensuring there was no discernible pattern.

Once everything was set, Lin Yi spoke again:

"Not only will the placent lack any order, but the slapping will also be without pattern. I can slap the first, the third, or the fifth; I can slap any one I wish.

The sa goes for you, you won’t be restricted by who slaps first or second.

This way, it’s purely a gamble on luck. So, do you dare to play?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd collectively gasped, internally cursing Lin Yi this ti, noticing he clearly didn’t want to give them a chance to cheat.

With this setup, it made it difficult for them to secretly signal which bag was which.

Of course, this ans it’s a greater gamble on luck, which, apart from the challenges for his comrades, actually brought a sigh of relief to the one called forward to confront. When gambling on luck, he at least had a chance to win, instead of getting his hand pierced like the person before him.

As the opponent put his words out there, refusing is no longer an option.

Thus, the old man decisively gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and agreed.

The two turned around once again, and this ti the old man had gotten wiser. He didn’t place the knife directly on a fixed spot but moved it around repeatedly, creating an illusion that no one could discern its location.

Finally, he gently placed the knife down and covered it with the paper bags.

He even morized the location of the knife, as did the others, who kept a keen watch.

Even the one whose hand got pierced by the knife earlier fixed his eyes on the knife’s location, determined to figure out whether it was deliberately done by the old man or if Lin Yi employed trickery.

If it was the latter’s trickery, he would accept his fate. But if it was the forr, he would seek retribution, despite being a minor officer.

When they turned around, staring at the ss of paper bags on the table, the fellow frowned deeply.

But Lin Yi, on the other hand, smiled amiably without saying a word. He walked straight to the table, eyes fixed on the opponent:

"Will you go first, or shall I? I’ll give you the chance to choose."

This puzzled the man. He hadn’t expected Lin Yi to offer him a choice, initiating thought on whether to go first or not.

Then, finally decided, spoke to Lin Yi:

"Humph, don’t say I’m bullying the young. Today, I’ll let you go first."

As he spoke, a sense of smugness arose within him. Earlier, he was imdiately eliminated after slapping the knife, losing a hand, signifying significant odds. So, granting Lin Yi this chance might lead him to slap the knife instantly, doing away with the need for himself to slap.

Holding such a mindset made him offer the first slap to Lin Yi.

Upon hearing the words, Lin Yi slightly nodded, said nothing, raised his hand, and slamd it down onto a paper bag on the table.

In an instant, the loud bang reverberated in everyone’s ears, making their hearts skip a beat.

Of course, they knew the knife wasn’t in the paper bag. They silently cursed Lin Yi’s luck for avoiding the knife, setting him apart from the other bags.

Watching Lin Yi slap the paper bag firmly to the bottom, the opponent’s face turned ashen.

[To be continued...]