"Hey, hey, mister in the crow mask." Just as the man in the suit handed Brother Jue the money, the man in the white opera mask who spoke to the organizer earlier walked over and said, "One hundred thousand US dollars isn't a small amount, right? Is it really okay to borrow the maximum amount without even thinking about it? "
"Heh..." Feng Bujue heard this and immediately laughed. "Is this a question of whether it's okay or not?"
The man was stunned by his question and did not know how to respond.
Seeing that, Brother Jue chuckled and added, "Even though we still have no idea what the game is about, there is one thing that is undeniable … the thing called a 'bargaining chip' is equivalent to a 'life' in the game."
His analogy instantly enlightened many people around him.
"Since the organizer is very 'kind' to provide us with this interest-free loan," Feng Bujue paused for two seconds and said, "then why should I be afraid and restrict myself?"
He was right... the amount of money borrowed directly determined the degree of freedom that the players could obtain in the future game. Naturally, they should borrow as much as they could.
"This..." The man in the opera mask stood there and thought for a few seconds. He then said, "Humph... you said this because you chose to accept the organizer's protection after you failed, right? So you don't care about the extra one hundred thousand in debt. "
"No, I chose to get off the boat." When Feng Bujue said this, the man in the suit had already prepared the cash. Brother Jue took the plastic bag filled with US dollars and said, "If you choose to accept the protection, it is equivalent to gambling the rest of your life. In contrast... if you choose to get off the boat, you have at least a month to figure out another way."
After that, he took the money bag and walked to a sofa by the wall of the main hall.
"Of course … these are all my personal understandings." Before Feng Bujue walked away, he deliberately left a sentence for the man in the opera mask. "You can borrow the minimum amount of money in a gamble that may involve the rest of your life. Maybe that's the right choice."
His tone was full of sarcasm. Even though the man could not see his face, he could feel the strong sense of mockery.
"Tsk..." Although the man in the opera mask was a little unhappy, he also understood that the guy in the crow mask was actually helping him. So, he did not say anything more. He just walked forward and picked up a contract for getting off the boat after failure. He filled in one hundred thousand US dollars and signed his name.
...
To make a long story short...
In less than fifteen minutes, all the guests in the main hall had filled out the contract.
Due to Feng Bujue's previous performance, more than sixty percent of the guests ended up borrowing one hundred thousand US dollars, which was the maximum amount of the loan amount.
However, there were still a lot of people who chose a more moderate amount. Among them, seventy thousand and eighty thousand US dollars were the most, but the lowest amount was no less than fifty thousand US dollars.
After all, everyone had their own opinions. Whether it was unreasonable stubbornness or rational analysis, not everyone would agree with Brother Jue's opinion just because of a few words.
Aside from the amount of money, there were even fewer people who agreed with Feng Bujue when it came to the choice of "where to go after failure."
Obviously, the guests who were desperate and desperate today were more inclined to the "luck" and "hope" that the organizer had given them. They did not want to spend another month to think of a solution.
This was normal because... if there was a solution, they would have thought of it a long time ago.
Another ten minutes passed.
After confirming that all the magnetic cards and contracts had been collected, the men in the suits and sunglasses pushed the trolley out of the main hall.
About two minutes later, the organizer appeared by the railing on the second floor again.
This time, he did not even greet them. He went straight to the point and said, "Since everyone has finished borrowing, then... let's get to the point."
Feng Bujue could feel that the organizer could not wait any longer.
And Brother Jue himself... was also looking forward to what was about to happen.
"Excluding those who have been disqualified before boarding the ship, there are two hundred and thirty-seven guests in the main hall." The organizer paused for a second and began to explain, "The first game I have prepared for everyone is guessing the numbers."
...
Guessing the numbers, also known as Bulls _ and _ Cups, was an ancient code-breaking game.
It was usually suitable for two or more people to play together.
Take a two-person game for example: One person would first set a number, and the other person would guess it.
The person who set the number had to think of a four-digit decimal number with no repeated digits (that is, four digits, ten digits, no repeated digits) and not let the guessing person know. Then, the guessing person could start "guessing the numbers."
Every time the guessing person guessed a number, the person who came up with the numbers had to give a response of "how many A and how many B" according to the guessing person's number. The number in front of A indicated the number in the correct position, and the number in front of B indicated the number in the correct position.
For example, if the person who came up with the numbers set the correct answer as 2358, and the guessing person guessed 2485, then the situation would be 1A and 2B. The number and position of the first 2 were correct, so it would be recorded as 1A. The two numbers 5 and 8 were correct, but the positions were wrong, so it would be recorded as 2B.
Similarly, if the person who came up with the numbers set the correct answer as 1234, and the guessing person guessed 4321, then the result would be 0A4B. The numbers were all correct, but the positions were all wrong.
And so on...
After a round of guessing, the guessing person could continue to reason based on the "how many A and how many B" situation from the previous guess until the correct answer (i.e., 4A0B) was guessed.
...
This wasn't a particularly complicated game, but it involved many factors such as memory, reasoning, calculation, luck, and so on. It wasn't that simple to play.
Therefore, when the organizer said the three words "guessing the numbers," the people downstairs started to make their own calculations.
Naturally, their reactions were within the expectations of the organizers …
The organizer didn't pause for too long. He continued, "Of course, it can't be a normal guessing game, because that's too easy... Whether it's the standard rule (four digits, ten digits, no repeated digits) or the Mastermind rule (four digits, six digits, with repeated digits), as long as you master the correct solution, you will be able to guess it within about seven times. If you're lucky, you'll be able to guess it within five times..." He paused. "So... I've slightly increased the difficulty and changed it to six digits, ten digits, with repeated digits."
After he said that, many people downstairs started to have headaches...
Interestingly, the headaches didn't come from those who weren't good at math, but from those who were good at math.
Just as the organizer said, the standard rule and the Mastermind rule had a solution. Even if people didn't know the solution, as long as they had enough reasoning ability and a little bit of luck, they could guess the answer within ten times (Feng Bujue was in this situation, as he could complete it within eight times).
As for ordinary people, even if they had poor reasoning ability, they would be able to guess the answer within twenty times.
However, if the number of guesses was increased to six digits, and the premise of "repeatability" was added, then... the difficulty would increase exponentially...
"Alright, I don't want to take up too much of your time..."
As the organizer said this, a large group of men in suits and sunglasses rushed in from the entrance of the main hall on the first floor. This time, there were more than a hundred of them, and each of them was pushing a relatively small trolley.
This type of trolley was different from the one that carried the cash mountain. The length and width of the top of the trolley was about 100 * 50 cm, so it couldn't fit too many things. However, the trolley was quite tall, about 1.2 meters.
"What you are looking at now is the table for you to 'duel'." While the organizer was explaining, the men in suits had already pushed the trolleys to various parts of the main hall, fixed them, and set them up properly. "Your duel will be conducted under the witness of the staff. They will be responsible for recording and verifying the results of your duel, as well as monitoring any acts of cheating."
"Hold on!" At this time, a slightly plump woman wearing a raccoon mask on the first floor shouted at the organizer, "What if we don't know the rules of 'guessing the numbers'? Isn't that unfair? "
"Heh..." The organizer laughed. "Heh... Hahahaha..." His laughter was full of disdain.
"What? Is it weird that we don't know how to play this kind of game? "The woman was a little annoyed, so she asked again in a loud voice.
"Heh... I'm sorry, I think you misunderstood." The organizer laughed. "I'm not laughing at the first half of your sentence, but at the second half..." He shook his head. "Fair? Fair... Fair! Hahahahaha... "
He repeated the two words over and over again in three different tones. Then, he laughed out loud again.
At this moment, many people in the hall also laughed — some sneered, some mocked, and some laughed bitterly...
Amidst the laughter, the woman's body trembled slightly, and in the end... she lowered her head dejectedly and stopped talking.
Although the organizer didn't directly answer her question, the answer to this question had been conveyed to everyone in the hall.
"Okay, okay... Let me continue." After laughing for a while, the organizer finally stopped and continued. "Regarding the possibility that some of the guests might not know the rules of the 'guessing the numbers' game, I did consider that, so..." He raised an arm and gestured to the men in suits. "On each 'table,' in addition to the necessary paper and pen for the game, I also printed two copies of the detailed rules of 'guessing the numbers' with pictures and text. Whether you know the rules or not, you can pick them up and double check them."
At this point, the organizer paused for a few seconds, and then he said, "As for the details, I won't go through them one by one, but there are a few key rules that I think it would be better for me to tell you personally..." He cleared his throat and continued. "Hmm... First, each person has to have at least one guessing the numbers duel with four different opponents. Of course, there is an exception for those who have used up all their chips.
"Second, during the duel, the amount of money that the 'party who calls out' each time must not be less than 1% of the total amount of money that they have at the beginning of the duel. If during the duel, a party has no more chips to call out during the round they call out, they will be considered to have lost. However, if they can't call out because they don't have enough money during the round the other party calls out, they can still use all their money to complete the round in front of them.
"Third, to avoid the situation where someone deliberately avoids the duel, all the players must accept the challenge when they are 'challenged' by others in the 'first two rounds', no matter who the opponent is. Only those who have already had two duels can refuse the challenge of others.
"Fourth, when the game ends, that is, at midnight... except for the sixty-four people who have the most chips, everyone else, no matter if they are penniless or have tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of chips left, will be considered as losers."
After he finished these four rules, two particularly tall men in suits and sunglasses carried an expensive-looking sofa to him.
The organizer turned his head and glanced behind him, then nodded. Then, the two men put down the sofa.
"Well... that's all for now. You can read the rest of the details yourself."
As the organizer spoke, he sat down leisurely.
He leaned his back against the back of the chair and placed his hands on the armrests. He even crossed his legs in an elegant and flirtatious manner.
Not long after, the two men in suits and sunglasses beside him brought over a small round table that looked like it was made of diamonds (if it was really made of diamonds, it might be more expensive than today's eight prizes). On the table, there were a few plates of fruit snacks, truffles (yes, this was not a random addition, he used the best truffles to eat with the other snacks), and chicken feet.
Look at him, it was as if he was using a textbook method to perform what it meant to "sit and watch a good show."
"Young Master, this is the red wine sweet noodle sauce you wanted with wasabi..." After the organizer sat down, one of the two men in suits and sunglasses went to bring over a drink that didn't look good. He put it on the tray and handed it to the organizer. "The chef said that this is 1982 Lafite, old godfather's exquisite sauce, and Japanese..."
"Where's the umbrella?" The organizer didn't let the other party finish his sentence and interrupted him with a strange question.
"Huh?" The big man was stunned. "Umbrella... umbrella?" It seemed that he didn't understand the meaning of the question "Young Master."
"Didn't I say?" The organizer shrugged. "After it's done, put it in a wine glass, put a small umbrella on it, and bring it up."
"I... I understand!" Faced with this ridiculous request, the big man replied very seriously. "I'll go pour it out and let them make it again!"
"Sigh, forget it." The organizer stopped the big man, took the strange drink, and held it in his hand... then, with a sad tone, he said, "Sometimes, regret is also a kind of beauty."
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