"Are you stupid?"
Hana was the first to break the silence. She yelled at the man with short black hair, "Why did you say it out loud? Won't everyone be wary of you now? Anyway, I won't believe what you say. "
The man with short black hair seemed to have realized his mistake. He stammered "no" with an ugly expression on his face. He looked like he wanted to go back on his words, but he couldn't come up with a good explanation. Finally, he threw himself on the sofa and asked the crowd, "That's it? I don't have any experience and I've never entered a pocket dimension before … I just blurted something out and everything is over? Then, what should I do now? What will happen to a person who doesn't have enough mouthpieces? I've forgotten … "
Everyone looked at each other. "I don't remember either," Guan Nan said softly. Dr. Chen shook his head, "I don't remember."
"I don't think it was mentioned in the rules," Duck Down recalled with a frown.
"Indeed, it wasn't mentioned," Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, "When I was listening to the rules, I noticed that the person with four mouthpieces would win the instance. It didn't mention what would happen to the loser."
That was the truth. However, she chose to tell the truth because she had her own selfish motives.
According to the rules, when you prove your honesty — in other words, when people think that you are telling the truth — your credibility will increase.
However, the rules didn't mention what kind of "event" she needed to increase her credibility. What Lin Sanjiu was doing now was a "test" to increase her credibility.
Seeing that everyone nodded in agreement, Lin Sanjiu looked at the small white number at the top right corner of her field of vision. As if it sensed her expectation, the number changed.
"It increased," Mrs. Manas' surprise didn't last for more than half a second. "Why did it only increase by 0.058?"
After all, it had to be divided by 12.
Lin Sanjiu furrowed her brows as she calculated in her mind. According to the introduction, the minimum unit of trust she could gain from a person was 0.1. If the person's trust toward her was lower than 0.1, she would not be able to gain any trust from him. Multiplying 12 by 12, it meant that the sentence just now only made seven people agree with its authenticity, which resulted in the lowest level of trust.
"At least we know that a truthful statement can make a person trust you with 0.1," Lin Sanjiu said to Mrs. Manas. "Let me try it again to see if this theory is correct."
While everyone was still discussing the rules, she thought about it and added, "This scenario is not mine."
"Isn't that a given?" Henna seemed to be the type of person who would say whatever was on her mind. When she looked at Lin Sanjiu, it was obvious that she thought Lin Sanjiu was a little brainless. "He-what's your name? Ten thousand volts? What a weird name. In short, Vanvolt himself said that this was his scene. "
Lin Sanjiu didn't pay attention to what she said. She almost missed the name of the black-haired man. That was because there was movement in the upper right corner of her vision.
This time, 0.358 jumped twice. The first time, it jumped to 0.391. Before she could rejoice, the number jumped again to 0.291.
"Holy sh * t," Mrs. Manas cursed, which was rare for her. "This means —"
Before Lin Sanjiu could calculate in detail, she heard the woman who seemed to have put on makeup say coldly to Henna, "You better think about it again. She said that this scenario is not hers, and Vanvolt said that he chose this scenario. These are two completely different meanings. "
Henna was stunned. Her confused expression of "What are you talking about?" soon turned into a hint of anger. "Watch your tone. If you want to say something, make it clear."
Her height, figure, voice, and temper were all very intimidating. When she stretched her arms out, she gave off the feeling that she could break any grown man and throw him out of the window.
Even the woman who seemed a little aloof couldn't help but soften her tone. "The Hairy Lady said that her scenario is not this hotel, so the probability of that is 12/13. However, Vanvolt said that this is his scenario, so the probability of that is 1/13 … Do you understand?"
"The Hairy Lady is talking about me?" Lin Sanjiu touched her eyebrows. She thought to herself, "Not only is this woman clear-headed, but she also knows how to come up with names. The words" mouthpiece "and" Hairy Lady "are both very appropriate."
Henna still didn't understand. However, she seemed to dislike the woman a little, so she didn't want to ask anymore. She snorted and asked Vanvolt, "What is the 'riddle' in your scenario?"
"That," answered Vanvolt quickly, pointing with his hand, in the direction of which they followed, and saw against the wall of the visitors' parlour a large pile of newspapers, which, judging by their thickness, must have contained a dozen of them.
"He knows what the media is without even looking. Could it be that he was telling the truth?"
"I think … he might be telling the truth."
Eiderdown happened to be thinking of the same thing. Under the watchful gaze of the made-up woman, Eider Down's voice became softer and softer, "If he was lying, then wouldn't the real owner of the scenario immediately know that he was lying? It would deduct 0.1 from his credibility … If the others were only skeptical, it wouldn't increase or decrease his credibility … Deducting 0.1 from the very beginning, I think he is at a great disadvantage. Of course, I'm just thinking about it. Maybe, there are other possibilities … "
Lin Sanjiu muttered to herself as she sat down on the sofa.
Her second sentence, "This scene is not mine", only made four people believe her. One of them should be the woman who looked like she was born with makeup. She had just increased the credibility of the scene by 0.4 divided by 12, but because one person immediately became suspicious of her, she deducted 0.1 from her credibility.
It wasn't that he was skeptical, noncommittal, or hesitant … None of these were enough to deduct her credibility. That person was very confident that she was lying.
"Why?
Is it because of Eider Down again? " If Eider Down did not believe her every time she said something, her credibility would be reduced to zero in less than three scenarios. She had to think of a solution.
"Well, it's a waste of time," Mrs. Manas concluded.
"No, at least my deduction is correct …" Lin Sanjiu mumbled, "One truth, or rather, when they think I'm telling the truth, the trust level generated is 0.1. However, this method is risky. If one person thinks I'm lying, it will negate the trust level of everyone else. "
However, there might be a way to make up for the 0.1.
"This lady said that the probability of me telling the truth is 12/13. That is indeed the case," Lin Sanjiu raised her voice slightly. "I don't know if you guys believe in ten thousand volts or not, but I won't ask you to pick up anything in this scenario. I won't say anything strange either. You guys are welcome to supervise me."
This sentence increased her credibility by 0.025 points. In other words, three more people believed her. Lin Sanjiu's words shouldn't be that powerful. It was probably the "12/13" problem that the woman mentioned. It helped her a lot.
After all, her current score was 0.316. It was a good thing that it had increased from the start.
"I don't understand," Hana raised both her hands in surrender, "My mind is in a mess. I don't know who's lying and who's lying. Anyway, from now on, I don't believe anyone. I'm invincible. "
"Truth or not, it's not that important now. I'll go take a look around, "Doctor Chen mediated gently," Don't laugh at me, but I haven't eaten anything since last night. My blood sugar is low, and I can't stand the hunger. "
"But, what if …" Eider Down immediately raised his head.
"Don't worry, I'll only touch things with a total of less than 12," Doctor Chen said with a smile.
Lin Sanjiu made a mental note to herself. "This means that he doesn't really believe 10,000 volts. After all, there are at least 12 media outlets in each scenario … This should be a way to identify the media outlets." Lin Sanjiu made a mental note.
"I'll go too," Hana shouted. Then, Guan Nan and Wen Ya left with them. With four people gone in one go, the reception area seemed a lot more relaxed. Everyone looked at each other. No one approached each other, but no one walked too far away.
Lin Sanjiu thought about it carefully and understood. If one stayed far away from others for safety's sake in a non-home scenario, what would they do when they were on their home turf? At that time, wouldn't it be too conspicuous if he were to get close to everyone?
"Wait a minute," a young man who was speaking for the first time suddenly paced back and forth in his seat. He had a round head, a round face, a round nose, round lips, and a simple and honest face. It could be said that he was born for this game. Anyone who saw his face would know that he wouldn't lie. "Flowers, flowers. There are more than 12 flowers in the vase on the table …"
"Did you just realize that?" The woman who seemed to be born with makeup sat down beside Lin Sanjiu. She crossed her long legs and said bluntly, "I suspect that there are more than one thing in each scenario in order to drown out the media outlets' presence. There are more than 12 of them."
"What else is there?" another man with a sharp chin asked. His facial features were refined. Even though the shape and undulations of his face vaguely resembled that of a rat, he was still considered good-looking among men. "Did you look for them?"
"See for yourself," she pointed her chin at the reception desk at the far end of the lobby. "In the transparent bowl on the table, there must be a total of 12 of those beads, right?"
As expected of a normal person after the apocalypse, they couldn't even recognize those rattan balls that were probably used for decoration. After being reminded by Lin Sanjiu, everyone except for Vanvolt stood up and looked around. They soon discovered that there were more than 12 bottles of wine and more than 12 glasses in the decorative wine cabinet. There were also hundreds of white papers behind the reception desk. Doctor Chen and the others who came out of the hotel's restaurant also brought with them a piece of unfortunate news. There was not a single type of food that was less than 12.
"Does eating them count as carrying them?" Doctor Chen asked with a sigh as he pointed at the bags of bread in the restaurant's kitchen.
Unfortunately, this was another rule that no one remembered.
"I told you, Media is a newspaper," Vanvolt said angrily as he suddenly strode into the kitchen. He tore open the bag and said, "If you don't believe me, don't eat it. I'll eat it myself."
Everyone watched as he opened the fridge and took out a big box of turkey slices. His actions didn't seem to be taboo at all, and they gradually gained some courage. Ironically, those who chose to eat with him were less likely to think that Vanvolt was telling the truth. This was something that he probably didn't expect.
Perhaps when humans ate, they would involuntarily relax. Soon, everyone in and out of the kitchen let their guard down as they looked at the plates of food. Their chatter became a buzzing background noise. Even the man with a primitive forehead and muscular arms took the risk to open a bottle of wine. He seemed to be fine.
Sometimes, it wasn't necessary to rely on words to gain the trust of others. Even though the man seemed to be the muscular type who didn't know how to use his brain, he found a good entry point. Soon, he, the round-faced man and the rat-faced man started toasting each other.
Now was a good time to resolve the misunderstanding with the eiderdown.
Everyone was busy with their own things. Even though their eyes were still darting around the room, at least they weren't as wary of each other as before. Lin Sanjiu looked around the lobby and the dining room, but she couldn't find any eiderdown.
"Who are you looking for? Aren't you eating? "
Lin Sanjiu didn't need to turn her head to know who was talking to her. She turned her head and looked at the face that was covered with a layer of pink mist. She asked, "You haven't eaten anything either, right?"
"Yeah. My name is Jiang Tian, "She crossed her arms and said in a knowing tone," You were actually experimenting on how to increase the credibility of your words, right? "
She narrowed her eyes and looked at Lin Sanjiu. If there was any advantage to having a big pile of hair on her face, it would be that Lin Sanjiu's expression wasn't as obvious. "Actually, I was doing the same thing just now. I increased the credibility of my words by 0.1. What about you? "
Everyone might have noticed that the name 'Ten Thousand Volts' came from the reader 'Hundred Thousand Volts', and 'Jiang Tian' came from 'Jiang is Tian Tian' … This kind of behavior is considered as acting first and reporting later. It's too late even if you don't agree. What's done is done … Even though it's fun to let the readers act as minor characters, it's a huge psychological burden to kill them …
Let me report on the second day after I didn't use shampoo. My hair feels too f * cking uncomfortable to the touch. It feels a little sticky to the touch as if I haven't washed it properly (Maybe I haven't washed it properly). However, it doesn't look that way. In fact, my hair is even more fluffy than when I use shampoo. I don't know why. Based on the information I've gathered so far, I can't wash my hair again until next week. So, in order to maintain my image as a civilized person, I've changed the term combing to dry cleaning.
PS: My password on my Q account seems to have been stolen. I'm trying to get it back. I'd like to inform everyone in the group …
(End of this chapter)
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