MTL - Doomsday Wonderland-Chapter 74 Destiny depends on the person's double six (3)

"Well, the white team has already reported the number, and now please red team to report!"

Mr. Point called for the second time.

After a report, the players of the red and white teams, Lin Sanjiu and the strange taller youth, stood in the first grid. Looking at the question marks in the two squares, she could not help but frown slightly: what would be under the question mark...?

"1 grid." She still reported the same answer.

"The second time, the white team advances 1 grid, the red team advances 1 grid!"

Mr. Point’s voice fell, and his teammates in the rear of the red and white camps all showed a “sure” look.

The design of this game seems to be meaningless. How many grids are advanced depends entirely on the opponent, so in order to ensure that their opponents can advance at the slowest speed, both sides will only temper one by one until the final battle with a duel.

However, is this really the case?

While Lin Sanjiu thought, he entered the second grid.

If you can only rely on a duel to determine the winner, then it is better to change to a competition at the beginning.

It was also a "squeaky" sound, and the second question mark at the foot disappeared again. Instead, it was a street pattern filled with crowded cars and dragons.

Lin Sanshui looked up at the man opposite, only to see that he was frowning, a confused expression.

"Oh!" Mr. Point shouted exaggeratedly. "When the two players just stepped on the plaid, the New Year's bell just sounded. The white team player was fired in the square because of fireworks." Penalty, white team - 1 point!"

The idea that "it is already the New Year" has not faded from my mind. The red and white teams are a little stupid looking towards the depths of the white fog - just different from the white team members, the red team quickly Excited, everyone looks happy.

The young man of the White Team looked angry and looked at him. He seemed to be almost incapable of rushing into the fog to find Mr. Theory: "Hey, is there a mistake? Isn't it a point to win the game?" How can I just buckle it off like this? So I won the game and it was a white win!"

Hu Chang is standing behind him and Hai Tianqing. He listened to this and looked at it. I don’t know if it’s good or not. Although the mood is complicated, but on the surface, it has not been exposed. Because of the indication of Lin Sanjiu, the two of them cover up very well. The people of the white team never know that there are still their friends in the red team.

“Have you forgotten the description of the 'score points' and 'missing points' in the rules?” Mr. Point’s voice is still the same, and he is unmoved: “If you want to earn a few more points, try to find the score. Click on it!"

The young man took a sip and glared at the square on the ground. It seems that I have to see the difference from the dozen or so identical question marks.

"As for the red team players -" Mr. Point continued, "There are too many people going to see the fireworks in the New Year, and the red team players are unfortunately blocked on the road, the next time they pause."

The word "pause" quickly frozen the smile of the red team members.

"Just kidding?" Even stood up with pity. "Stop a cell is the next time you can't go forward? What better than that, so that the other party won't win steadily!"

Because of the rules, the minimum number that Lin Sanji can call every time is 1. Then, in a state of being behind one, even if both of them are advancing one by one. Finally, losing the game is also predictable... "No, no!" Zhong Junkai frowned and thought about it. Suddenly he said: "The penalty of suspending the advance is a weapon to reverse the game. It is impossible to only us. Is there a pause square here? It’s too unfair... the opponent will definitely have it!”

Everyone listened. I feel that he is right. Pharaoh slaps and agrees with it: "Small clock is right! It seems that the key to this game is that these pauses are made. Whoever is lucky is not going to step on it, who will lose."

The brown-haired rabbit gave everyone a look. No buzz. From the point that everyone did not ask about it when they introduced each other's names, it suddenly realized a possibility: Will these few people just regard themselves as a special pet?

After thinking about this, the brown rabbit decided not to speak without speaking. Just sitting like a rabbit honestly.

I only listened to the Red Team and discussed it for a while. The third report of Mr. Point began again: "The White Team is moving forward and the Red Team is not moving."

The anger of the young man who had been deducted for one point was dissipated at this time. He looked at Lin Sanjiu and stepped into the third square with a bit of pride.

"... At the company's year-end party, the white team player took a treasure chest. But when I got a look, I found it was a broken and dirty box with a 'bad luck box'. Will the white team player open it? ?"

I didn't expect the treasure chest opened in the square to have the right to open or not. The young man stunned and seemed to be very unsure. After thinking for a long time, he turned to his teammates for help.

Although the players and teammates can't talk, they can still see each other, just a nod and shake their heads to express their meaning. Except for the old lady who nodded, the others frowned and shook their heads.

After all, the boxes are clearly written - "the box of bad luck", since it is a bad luck, why do you still risk to open?

The young man turned back and gritted his teeth and said something. It seems that he gave up the box.

His choice is correct - "The white team player chose not to open the box, the snake in the box could not bite."

I don’t know what the consequences of being bitten, the young man couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since the beginning of the game, I have only left three squares, but it has already been a heavy loss; now he can avoid it and he feels very lucky.

The next time the number is reported, the two sides are still suspenseful and each has gone forward. This time, the red team where Lin Sanjiu was located was robbed of a prize because he was not able to borrow the loan shark, and the white team was suspended because of the car breakdown.

Sure enough, as Pharaoh expected, both sides have a pause grid.

At the time of the fourth report, both sides stood in the fourth grid and once again regained their balance. This time their luck was slightly better than the previous three times - the red team players went into the hotel for a while, no loss, no gains came out; the white team players got a treasure chest and opened the treasure chest. I got a chance to "repent".

At this point, the Red Team has 3 remaining prizes, score -1 points, has a "pass" opportunity, and is in the 4th.

The White Team has 4 remaining prizes, score -1 points, has a chance to "repent", bears a curse of reduction, and is in the 4th.

The fifth time the number was reported, the two sides moved forward again. This time both parties were deducted a prize at the same time.

Seeing that the prizes handed over by one side were only two in the blink of an eye, the faces of the red team could not help but change. Chen Fan even guessed that this was a scam that specifically defrauded other people's items... but guessed that he never got the courage to go into the white fog to find someone to confirm.

In this way, the two sides have gone through seven reports step by step. Every step of the way seems to have a blood--because that although every question is different, but without exception, it is unlucky; occasionally it can be met with a painless, it is very gratifying. Unconsciously, everyone almost forgot to win the opposite prize, and only hoped that their losses would be less.

After seven times of reporting. The Red Team has 2 prizes, scores -2 points, has a "pass" opportunity, and a "intermediate break of 5 minutes" opportunity.

The White Team has 3 prizes. Score -2 points, have a "repentance" opportunity, bear a curse of reduction.

Both sides are currently in the 7th grid and remain in a flat state.

Just before Mr. Point is about to call out the eighth report. The red team's people have been sitting on the ground because of boring and frustrated, looking weakly at the direction of the game. Occasionally talk to your teammates a few words. Anyway, the two players are just going forward one by one. Every time they go, they still have a big bleeding. What are you looking forward to? I have to wait for the final duel!

In such an atmosphere, the brown-haired rabbit was the first to find the same - because the sound of the eighth report, the delay did not ring.

It looked up with a puzzled look and found that Lin Sanjiu was half-turned and facing the depths of the white fog, as if he was talking to whom - and in that direction, no one else except Mr.

Although she couldn't hear what she was saying, her move quickly attracted the attention of the Red and White teams, and everyone looked at Lin Sanshui. After a while, I only heard that Mr. suddenly said "Okay," and then there was no more.

"Hey? How do I look at it... It seems like Miss Lin is talking to the man?" Even a little pity looked at him for a while, and he murmured. "Did she just ask Mr. Point to talk to the white team players?"

As she said, the Red Team was surprised to see the situation in the game.

Although Lin Sanjiu is back to the red team, but the white team player is just standing opposite, the expression on his face is naturally stunned by everyone. I saw the white team male youth first surprised, then frowned, and looked at Lin San wine with some uneasiness. Lin San wine's back looks very excited, his hands crossed for a long time, said a long time, the young man opposite the hesitation nodded, the two seem to have finally reached an agreement.

Lin San, who got the answer from the opponent, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had put down a big stone in his heart.

Soon, in the curiosity and doubts of the red and white teams, Mr.’s eighth report began –

"The white team advances 3 squares, the red team advances 1 grid!" (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, the novel is better updated faster!

Ps: I’m scared of urine today... Thanks for the long list, it’s the first time in my life!

Thank you for the nickname of a pink, a Hessian (again, do I want to add more?), a comment that inspired me,

Thank you for eating the king's peach fan

Thank you for the sachet of the big bad guy on the 27th. I seem to have forgotten the thank you that day.

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