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It took the organizer ten minutes to perfect several suggestions made by Feng Bujue.
He removed challenge immunity for everyone and added a "referee flips a coin to determine first strike" rule.
In this way, before the duel is established, no one knows whether they will be the question maker or the guesser first, and relying on the order of attack and defense determined by the coin, the two sides have nothing to say.
In addition, in order to shorten the objective gap caused by the fund difference, "secondary borrowing" has also begun; the upper limit of the loan is the difference between the player's current holdings and the funds of the player ranked first, and rounded up.
By the way, the current number one person is Feng Bujue.
The lead in "time" gave him more hunting opportunities... As of ten o'clock sharp, his holdings had reached more than 300,000 US dollars.
Therefore, the amount of the second loan is based on him.
For example, if someone loses less than $10,000, he can borrow $290,000; and if he has $60,000, he can borrow $240,000...
Of course, they have to sign a new supplementary contract on the basis of the first contract they signed.
Long story short...
At 10:38, the second loan began.
Although the sponsor had a group of top legal and financial personnel, it still took about 20 minutes to draw up and print the contract.
To be honest, on the basis of not making mistakes, these people's work is already extremely efficient... But the organizer still seems not satisfied, because he doesn't like to wait.
"Hurry up! You scumbags, borrow some money and still dawdle, time waits for no one!"
While the players were borrowing money, the sponsor had already urged them loudly on the second floor.
Indeed, the time until midnight is getting shorter and shorter. Even if according to what Feng Bujue said, if the time of each duel is shortened to less than 20 minutes, they will not be able to play too many rounds.
...
At 10:45, all those in need have completed the second loan.
now. Win or lose.
This time, everyone knew the importance of funds; no one was timid or hesitant, and they all put all their eggs in one basket to raise the amount of funds to the upper limit of 300,000.
So, at this point in time. The money gap of all players disappears, the right to challenge each other is released, and the order of attack and defense depends on God's will.
In short...they're back to a relatively level playing field.
Of course, it doesn't mean that the advantages of those "leaders" just now are gone, because... until midnight, the moment when the "number guessing showdown" ends, everyone has to pay off the "borrow" first. Then settle the "chips".
Therefore, the disadvantages of the laggards still exist, and the "secondary borrowing" only gives them the capital and opportunity to counterattack.
As for whether they can make a comeback in adversity, it depends on their performance in the future...
...
"Master, I have something unclear..." More than ten minutes after the duel resumed, the big man in suit A found an opportunity and said to the organizer.
"What's the matter?" The organizer was in a good mood at the moment, and he responded immediately with a brisk tone.
"The purpose of Jiang Daode's suggestion to you, I can see...he was afraid that the set of rules you originally wanted to change would be too unfavorable to him, so he proposed a more compromise method." A big man in a suit answered. road. "But what I can't understand is... why is he still actively earning chips?"
"Yeah... Young Master, I don't understand..." The big man in the suit also said at this time, "According to the current situation, he should delay as much as possible and adopt a conservative strategy." He paused for half a second, and then said, "As a Leaders, there is absolutely no need to continue to 'strive for profits', as long as they 'less losses', they can be in the forefront of the settlement."
"Hehe..." the organizer laughed when he heard the words. "It's not your fault..." He shook his head, "The reason why you can't understand his behavior is because your most basic 'thinking mode' is different from his."
As soon as this remark came out, the two big men in suits looked at the organizer with doubts on their faces. Waiting for him to go on.
"You, and 99% of these hundreds of people, are thinking based on the concept of 'surviving'." After a short pause, the organizer continued, "To survive in this game, tonight Survive in the gambling game, go back to the outside world... live... "
The big man in a suit swallowed his saliva: "Master... this idea... isn't it right?"
"There is no right or wrong here..." The organizer replied, "I can only say that your thoughts represent the 'will of the majority of people', that is, the so-called 'normal'..." As he spoke, he His gaze has turned to Brother Jue in the venue, "But, that man... his thinking is different from yours, or - 'abnormal'."
"He...does he want to die?" The big man in the suit asked straightforwardly.
"Haha..." The organizer was amused, "That's not what it meant..." He turned his head, glanced at the two personal bodyguards beside him, and then said, "You have also watched many such 'good shows' with me 'Well, what do you think... the essence of 'gambling'?"
The two big men looked at each other in blank dismay, without answering, because they didn't have a real answer in their hearts.
"Heh..." The host waited for a few seconds before continuing, "Gambling means dying meaninglessly..."
Although he said an "answer", the two still didn't understand.
"The size of the card, the number of points in the sieve, the whereabouts of a certain marble, the win or loss of a certain game, and even what kind of car will pass by in the next minute..." the organizer said again, "Gambling is open, It's the 'boring' stuff... at least most of it is boring and meaningless, and gambling would probably be as boring as statistics if there were no 'stakes' involved. But... with the 'stakes' It's different - winning can mean gaining everything, losing can cost you everything; bet 'everything' on a 'result' that has not yet happened, enjoy the thrill of the process, and bear the bliss or pain when the result is revealed … This is the real gambler, the real 'rogue'."
"Master, you mean..." The big man in suit A also turned his head to look at Brother Jue at this time, "He is also a real..."
"No." The host interrupted, "It's wrong for you to use the word 'also'." He spread his hands and smiled, "Only he is the real one, I'm not a 'rogue'... I just He's just a coward." He read sadly, "People like me who use money to protect themselves and stay in a safe place from the beginning to the end... It's not a 'gamble'. It's a 'play' at best .”
The organizer paused, and then continued: "Obviously, this 'Mr. Crow'...is a complete rogue; to make an inappropriate analogy is...when everyone is thinking about 'how to survive to the next round of the game' , but he was thinking about 'how to kill everyone'. This fundamental difference, coupled with the gap in ability, made his execution ability several levels higher than others... "
...
Late, eleven fifty-nine.
It's the last minute until midnight.
According to the rules, duels not completed at midnight can be postponed until the end.
And at the moment, almost all the "guests". are still fighting...
Some of them have calmness on their faces, some are proud, and some have "it's over" expressions; masks cover these expressions, but sweat, tears... still flow uncontrollably along some people's faces Cheeks and jaws are dripping; body trembling and gestures... cannot be concealed.
It can be said that although this last duel is not over yet, by virtue of body language, it is basically possible to identify who will be eliminated.
On the other hand, at some unknown time, the number of men in suits and sunglasses in the venue increased again; moreover, dozens of women in suits and sunglasses also came.
As crew members, they all know that... what follows is going to be pretty ugly. Therefore, manpower sufficient to suppress a large number of crazy people is needed to control the scene.
And this noisy moment after midnight is also a good scene that the organizers are very fond of.
People who fell into the quagmire of despair showed ugly and embarrassed postures and faces.
Those men with straight backs and high toes are kneeling and begging for mercy, crying bitterly; those women who were originally beautiful and well-mannered are screaming and crying hysterically.
But this last struggle was undoubtedly futile, they were dragged out after all...
Among them, those who did not sign the "protection contract" were forcibly sent back to their individual cabins, and they would be driven ashore as soon as the ship docked. And saddled with more serious debt.
And those who have signed the "protection contract" are collected separately according to gender; the other guests don't know their whereabouts, but... they can imagine their future as "properties".
...
In the early morning, twenty-five minutes past midnight.
"Ladies and gentlemen~" Tonight, the sponsor came down from the second floor for the first time, "Let me congratulate you all first."
He came to the middle of the main hall with unrestrained steps, and the two big men in suits followed closely behind him on the left and right sides respectively.
"Congratulations, you have won the number guessing showdown." The sponsor said here. They clapped their hands lightly.
In the next second, all the male and female staff members in suits and sunglasses applauded. It's just... From their faces, there is no sign of "congratulations".
"Before announcing the rules of the next round of the game, allow me...to offer a toast to everyone."
Before the host finished speaking, sixty-four men in sunglasses had already come to the remaining sixty-four guests in the main hall with their trays.
Each of them had a glass of champagne on the tray in their hands.
"Please be sure to show your face..." The organizer said while taking his own glass of champagne from the hands of the sixty-fifth staff member, and raised the glass high.
Seeing this situation, the guests naturally raised their wine glasses to indicate that some of the masks were tighter, and they had slightly lifted the lower part of the masks with the other hand to prepare to drink.
As for Feng Bujue... He had to raise the wine glass up to the height of his face to drink the contents, so his action of "inserting the straw through the eyes of the mask" is still the same.
"Then..." the sponsor raised his glass for a few seconds and read, "Well... let me think about the toast..."
"Hurry up, my hands are sore." As soon as the other party finished speaking, Brother Jue was urging.
The organizer curled his lips under the mask: "Okay... Then I wish the world and..."
Before he could utter the word "Ping", Feng Bujue rushed to say: "Are you lying to a ghost? Heping is a string, you think you are participating in a beauty pageant? Change to someone else!"
Hearing this, the organizer's expression twitched, and he murmured in his heart: "Hey, hey... You are the one who urged... You are the one who picks and chooses... Find fault, right..."
After thinking about it, he changed his words: "Then... thank you all..."
"Are you holding a full moon wine or a classmate reunion? Do you want to call us guests instead? Thank you, it's as if we are here to reward you, and change it to something else!" Brother Jue interrupted again The other party, and once again launched its humble and powerful ability to complain.
"I haven't said what I want to thank!" The organizer finally couldn't help it anymore, and roared at Brother Jue, "You're never finished! Why don't you say it!"
"OK, I wish you all good health." Feng Bujue answered at a very fast speed, and then drank most of the champagne with a sip.
The organizer was shocked at the time, but after the shock, he and the other guests drank the champagne in his hand.
Feeling his own gaffe, the host cleared his throat in embarrassment after finishing the drink, waited for a few seconds, and then said: "Uh-huh... so... everyone, I'm here to announce the content of the second game."
After speaking, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Two seconds later, a man in a suit and sunglasses walked over, took the empty wine glass from the organizer, and handed him another random item.
After the organizer took it, he lifted up "that thing" and displayed it in front of everyone: "I named this game-'Triple Neurasthenia'."
While saying those six words, he took advantage of the opportunity to use a card shuffling technique common in Hong Kong gambling movies in the 1990s, and went through the neatly stacked, brand-new deck of cards in his hand from top to bottom.
At this moment, among the sixty-three guests present, none of them could see anything from the organizer's display of skills, except for one... who already knew a lot of information.
"Hmm... not poker, but special cards. A total of 102 cards, divided into 34 patterns... It is indeed a bit more difficult than the ordinary 'neurasthenia', but..." After a glance, Feng Bujue I was already thinking in my heart, "Oh... play cards in front of me, I'm afraid you are still young..."(.)
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