"Twenty-five rounds."
Just as the man in the suit said that, Feng bujue completed his 'declaration of turn'. This number was undoubtedly sothing that he had already decided on.
"This kid ... Actually only reported twenty-five rounds." Mr. Jing imdiately said in his heart, the number of rounds is a little too few ...
Even though Mr. Jing and brother Jue had both read the complete rules, he did not calculate the penalty for each round in detail. He only roughly knew that ... As long as he chose to surrender after thirty-one rounds, he would definitely make a profit.
In addition, he had just figured out how many rounds it would take to guess the six numbers of "six-digit, ten-digit, and repeatable".
Unfortunately, it was very difficult to make speculations. For gas like guessing numbers, unless you have multiple personalities in your body (yes, I'm talking about the Muto ga), you can't play with yourself.
And given the nature of tonight's banquet, it was impossible for the guests to help each other practice, so ... Mr. Jing could only infer from the "surrender fine" that it would take at least "about 30 rounds" to guess the correct answer.
"One thousand dollars." After hesitating for a few seconds, Mr. Jing still called the lowest bet.
"Hmph ... I see ..." Feng bujue chuckled when he heard the number."Third-rate, huh ..."
"What did you just say?" Mr. Jing could hear the obvious disdain and ridicule in the other party's words. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he naturally could not remain silent.
"I'll explain it to you later. " Feng bujue replied in a lazy tone,"I don't want to waste too much ti on third-rate opponents, so let's make it quick."
After saying that, he didn't give the other party a chance to refute and imdiately said,""For the first round, I'll call for a bet of 1000 dollars. Do you want to follow or surrender?"
After he asked this question, he pressed the tir.
Obviously, Mr. Jing would not surrender in the first round. He replied,""I'm in. " Then, he raised his hand and pressed the tir button on his end.
At the sa second, Feng bujue had already bent down to start writing on the paper, and the first set of numbers that he guessed were the six '0s'.
After he finished writing, he handed the paper to Mr. Jing and pressed the tir. The latter took the paper, glanced at it, and quickly wrote down the feedback of 0A0B under the line of numbers. When he handed the paper back, he also pressed the tir.
The above was the standard process of a round.
"0A0B" ant that whether it was the numbers or the positions, Feng bujue had not guessed any of them correctly. In other words ... There was not a single ' 0' in the six numbers that Mr. Jing had written. In a sense, such an opening was better than guessing a number correctly, because it was equivalent to reducing "ten digits" to "nine digits." Furthermore, this " 0" could be used as a "supplentary number" for his deduction. For example, brother Jue could guess " 000001." If the feedback at this ti was 0A1B or 1A0B, then he could determine whether " 1" existed in the answer. If he was lucky, he could even directly determine the location of " 1."
Of course, after this standard procedure, Feng bujue had to pay one thousand USD ...
"Hmm ..." After brother Jue took back the paper, he glanced at it and said,"for the second round, I'll still bet 1000 dollars."
(Most of the descriptions about the tir will be omitted in the following. It's fine as long as you know that they pressed the tir.)
"I'm in. " This ti, Mr. Jing followed very decisively.
Basically, at least in the first fifteen rounds, as long as the guessing side's bet amount did not change significantly, the question setter could follow up without thinking.
Because in this ga, there was no such thing as "guessing the opponent's turn and deliberately not increasing the bet". Even if one knew that such behavior would lead to the opponent's surrender, the fine of surrendering would definitely be more than the money of a bet.
"Big brother judge, I have a question I want to confirm." When Feng bujue was writing the second set of numbers, he suddenly started to chat with the man in the suit and sunglasses.
"Please ask." The man in a suit responded imdiately.
"About what you just said ...'If you are caught cheating, you will be imdiately disqualified'..." Then, Feng bujue used a calm tone to ask a shocking question."Can I take it as 'not being caught cheating' being 'tacitly approved'?"
As soon as he said this, the crowd around him burst into an uproar. Mr. Jing's face under the mask also twitched on the spot.
On the other hand, the man in the suit and sunglasses was relatively calm.""Yes, since he wasn 't' caught on the spot ', there's naturally no punishnt."
It was obvious that this was not the first ti he had answered such a question. As for the "cheating" part, the organizer couldn't have missed it, and the "judges" under him also knew it in their hearts.
"You must be joking!" However, in the next second, Mr. Jing could not take it anymore."If you can't guarantee fairness, what's the point of having judges?" Are you going to stand guard at the side?"
"Sir." The man in the suit's attitude did not change."The 'fairness' on the gambling table is relative." Cheating is also a part of one's strength, not to ntion that the risk and reward are proportional ... If we're caught for cheating, tonight's journey will end early. " He paused and continued,"besides ... I didn't say 'I can't guarantee the fairness of the duel'. I only said that there is no punishnt for 'those who are not caught cheating on the spot'. "At this point, his gaze from behind the sunglasses quietly moved to brother Jue, and his words were filled with threat." It's not that easy to cheat under my watch."
"Haha ..." Feng bujue was not bothered by the man's gaze and pressure. He passed a piece of paper with six ' 1's on it to Mr. Jing and laughed in an eerie manner.
"Wait! What if ...'He wasn't caught on the spot', but he only exposed himself after the duel? How does that count?" At this ti, Mr. Jing was still struggling with the topic just now.
"Ha ... Hahahaha ..." Before the man in the suit could reply, Feng bujue laughed out loud."Isn't that obvious? Not to ntion the gambling table ... Even in a football ga, have you ever seen a change of judgnt after the ga?" As he spoke, he took another sip of the champagne with the straw that was inserted into the eye socket of his mask. He continued,"for things like cheating, if we can't expose it on the spot, it can only be said that 'the one who's cheated is the fool'. If the result can be overturned 'after the event', then what's the point of this 'victory and defeat'?"
"Well ..." The man in the suit added,"that's right, the result of every match is 'absolute'. We don't agree with the act of proving that the other party cheated after all the scores are settled."
"Tsk ..." Mr. Jing scoffed, but he did not have the ti to get angry because the ti limit for the feedback was only thirty seconds. He could only furiously write '0A0B' on the paper and hand it back to brother Jue.
"Ha ... You're quite lucky." Feng bujue saw that the second number he guessed was also completely excluded from the correct answer, and he was very happy."With this kind of opening, I should be able to get the answer within twenty rounds ..."
He pretended to be talking to himself and read out the second half of the sentence in a soft voice, deliberately letting Mr. Jing hear it.
After Mr. Jing heard it, his heart was also pounding."That detestable brat ... What is he trying to do? What did he an by asking the judge that question just now? Is he trying to do sothing ... Or is he simply trying to ss with ?"
He had guessed half of it right. One of the reasons why Feng bujue talked to the judge was to ss with him.
In this ga, there were actually very few ways to cheat. If you really wanted to "cheat," you should do it when the question setter was writing the answer, or directly think of a way to do it with the judge who kept the answer.
Now that the ga had started, even if the conjecturer wanted to cheat, there was no effective ans.
Therefore, when Feng bujue said that, it did not an that he wanted to make a move. He just wanted to create a psychological pressure that said,'I might really make a move.'
Other than that, brother Jue's conversation with the judge had another purpose, which was to provide the other guests with an 'idea'.
He hoped that through this conversation, he could implant the idea that "as long as you're not caught, you can cheat" into the minds of the people around him, laying the foreshadowing for the "layout" later.
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To make a long story short, in the first nine rounds, Feng bujue guessed the nine numbers one by one from zero to eight (he did not need to guess the last one) and lost nine thousand dollars.
Just like that, the tenth round ca.
By then, Feng bujue could confirm that the six numbers that Mr. Jing had written did not include 0,1,4,6, and 9.
In other words, the answer was made up of the five numbers 23578. As a six-digit number that contained five numbers, one of the numbers was repeated. This number had been tested in the first ten rounds. When guessing the six "8s," Mr. Jing's feedback was 2A0B, which ant that the six-digit number contained the proof of two' 8s.
Therefore, from this round onwards, the core of the guessing ga changed from "guessing the number" to "guessing the position." Anyway, the answer was definitely the six numbers 235788. Now, it was ti to see how they were arranged.
"Heh ... Do you suddenly feel that it's not impossible to solve the problem within 25 rounds?" This round, after Feng bujue placed his bet, he used verbal attacks to harass his opponent.
At this mont, Mr. Jing's face had turned very ugly. Fortunately, he had a mask to cover his face, so that he would not show his fear in front of everyone.
However ... His short and chubby body was fat and oily, so he sweated easily. The sweat that flowed from his head and face all the way to his neck looked shiny under the light, and he had already been betrayed ...
"Hmph ... So what if you've successfully guessed it within 25 rounds? I've only bet 1000 on the 'betting round'." Mr. Jing did not want to be outdone."Let's take a step back. Even if I'm forced to surrender, I'll still have to guess the answer in the next round. Hehe ..." He forced a dry laugh and continued,"Speaking of which, I have to thank you for providing with a good idea to guess the answer."
"Sigh ..." Feng bujue shook his head and sighed."After all, he's just a third-rate player ..." He shrugged."'I've only lost so much','there's still the next round'... It's very dangerous to have that kind of thought on the gambling table." He paused for half a second."When I ca back to my senses ... I was already retreating again and again under the scourge of this thought. I was standing on the edge of the cliff. At that ti, when faced with the pressure of 'taking one more step back will an death', they would usually completely collapse, or fight in an inexplicable place ... This kind of person ..."He snorted." Hmph ... They are the 'fish in the water' we often call them."
"Stop being so long-winded!" Mr. Jing shouted impatiently,"I call! Start guessing! The tenth round!"
He couldn't back down here, but his increasingly tough attitude was actually just to cover up the fact that he had no confidence.
Let's not talk about the huge gap between Mr. Jing and brother Jue in terms of gambling, but in terms of calculation ... Mr. Jing was quite terrible.
He didn't even calculate the chips and fine properly, let alone the ga itself ... It would be unreasonable if he didn't lose.
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Twelve minutes passed, and the ga continued.
Furthermore, it was already the 21st round.
The ten rounds of guessing earlier had boosted Mr. Jing's confidence because up until this round, the best result that Feng bujue had co up with was 2A4B ...
"Ha! Hahaha ..."Looking at brother Jue's serious face, Mr. Jing could not help but laugh." What's wrong? Where's your arrogance?" He raised his head and sneered."You're calling third-rate? What about you? You're saying so much, but after guessing for so long ... It seems that you're still far from the answer~"
At the sa ti, beside the railing on the second floor.
"Hmph ... What an idiot." The host sneered softly."You don't even know that you're finished ..."
At this ti, the two n in suits beside the host had brought him a telescope and a tablet device that could connect to all the caras in the main hall. The organizer could clearly see what the two people were writing on the paper through the images transmitted by the tablet.
"A piece of trash who can't even detect the existence of an 'escape round' actually chose to' accept protection '..." The organizer then read again,"there's really nothing worth excavating about this kind of person other than his organs."
"Young master." At this ti, suited MAN B reminded him,"I think this 'Mr. Yan' can only choose to' accept protection ', because what he's facing outside is not just debt, but prison ti."
"Mr. Yan's superior is a major embezzling criminal who has just been investigated," added suit man A. "As one of the people on that 'line', he has also made a lot of money. Now, he desperately needed a large sum of money to pull so strings and buy himself a 'transfer punishnt'. Or else ... You'll have to go to jail. "
"I see ... Bureaucracy." The organizer rested his chin on one hand and put down the tablet in his hand."It's not easy ..." His thoughts had already jumped to another place."Look at him ... His liver and stomach probably don't et the conditions for transplantation. This is a six-figure loss ..."
Let's not talk about the host's account, let's look back at the gambling table.
Faced with Mr. Jing's provocation, Feng bujue was silent for a few seconds before he said sothing that surprised the man.""I'll bet the rest of my money on this round. 80000. "
At this mont, many people in the crowd gasped.
Mr. Jing's smug expression froze instantly, and it turned into an inexplicable awkwardness and ... Fear.
"What ... What?" Two seconds later, Mr. Jing responded,"so far, you've only guessed 2a correctly. How could you ..."
"That's normal. " Feng bujue interrupted the man."Using your number as an example, it is not too difficult to calculate how many combinations it has. Since there was no corner sign here, he could only type it this way. He could use the idea of C16 * A55 C26*A44 or a shortcut like A66/2 to calculate ... Anyway, there were 360 possibilities for the answer. The difficult part was ... How to exclude the 359 incorrect combinations. With such a large base number, even if there were hints of 'A and B', it would still be difficult to get the correct answer in ten rounds. To put it bluntly ... It still depends on a little bit of 'luck'."
He paused for a few seconds."Of course, if you can understand my train of thought, then you should have noticed that ... Three rounds ago, I was already very close to the answer. At this ti, those who understood the 'rules' enough ... Or rather ... Those who had seen through the aning of 'those rounds' still had a chance to recover their losses. However ... You are clearly not that kind of person. "
"What are you saying? What 'those few rounds'? Aren't the rules clear?" Mr. Jing started to panic. No matter how slow his senses were, Feng bujue's confident presence had already reached him.
"When I gambled rounds, I purposely chose the number ' 25 rounds', but your reaction shows that you have no idea what this round ans." Feng bujue continued."At this point ... I have already confird your level." He spread his hands and chuckled."Generally speaking ... You don't even know how to play this ga. This point ... Can also be seen from how you gave up the chance to' escape 'from' those few rounds 'and how you were completely at a loss about my speculations. "
At this point, Feng bujue finished all the champagne in his glass and added after a pause,""Alright, don't just stand there. One minute is almost up."
"Eh? Ah!" In the midst of the chaos, the ti limit for Mr. Jing's decision was up to the last five seconds.
When he looked at the tir, his mind was still in a ss."What is this kid saying ... I don't understand! Is he bluffing ... If he's bluffing, then I just have to clench my teeth and I can kill him directly, but what if ..."
"Three ... Two ..." On the other hand, Feng bujue was already counting down with a smirk.
"I! "I ..." Finally, Mr. Jing closed his eyes and pressed the tir. At the sa ti, he shouted angrily,"I surrender!"
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