The essence of a person determined the choice that a person could make in a critical moment.
In gambling, seeing through the essence of the opponent was the shortcut to victory.
Once the opponent saw through the essence of the opponent, he or she would be disrupted, misled, and even manipulated.
Mr. Jing's failure was exactly like this.
Feng Bujue's words and actions … while pushing the game forward, he was also testing the 'nature' of his opponent.
Take this opponent as an example … Brother Jue soon found out that Mr. Jing's essence was to make concessions, or to make concessions when there was still room for negotiation.
It was more appropriate to describe this kind of person as a conservative who looked strong on the outside but was weak on the inside …
Years of bureaucratic work had made him develop the principle of not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes. As long as there was room to maneuver, as long as there was a safe space, he would make concessions. He would deceive himself by telling himself that this was a rational choice, and that he had no other choice.
But in fact, due to his lack of ability, he couldn't judge what was a rational and correct concession …
…
"Let's start the calculation now." After the referee heard the surrender announcement, he immediately said, "The game maker surrendered in the 21st round. The fine is … 31000 USD."
"Wh … What! So much? " Mr. Jing couldn't help but shout when he heard the amount. "Why did I lose so much after surrendering?"
"The formula for the fine is written in the rules. You can check it yourself," the referee replied coldly.
Mr. Jing heard the referee and lowered his head. He picked up the printed paper with the rules from the middle of the cart and found the relevant content.
From the 21st round onwards, the second formula was used, which was, [10% of the amount the opponent had at the beginning of the game * (50 – the number of rounds completed)% + 10% of the opponent's bet in this round + basic fine]. The basic fine for rounds 21 to 30 was, [20% of the amount the opponent had at the beginning of the game].
In summary, Mr. Jing's fine was 10000 * (50-20)% + 80000 * 10% + 20000. It was indeed 31000 USD …
"Do you understand?" The referee waited for Mr. Jing for a minute and continued, "In addition, you have to include the amount of the 'gambling round', which is 1000 USD. So … After this round, the game maker should pay 32000 USD to the guessing party. After deducting the 20000 bet that the guessing party lost in the first 20 rounds, there is still 12000 USD left. Please pay."
"Damn … damn it …" Mr. Jing gritted his teeth and reluctantly took out the money from his plastic bag.
After the referee took the money, he took out a counting machine from the cart. He quickly counted the correct amount and handed it to Feng Bujue....
"Haha … Thank you." Feng Bujue accepted the money from the judge with a smile and thanked Mr. Jing.
"Hmph …" Mr. Jing snorted. His hands clenched into fists. His whole body was trembling because of his failure.
"Then …" At this time, the referee took out the paper with the correct answer that Mr. Jing had just given him from his jacket pocket. "This answer is invalid from now on." As he spoke, he stuffed the piece of paper into the shredder at the bottom of the trolley. "The two of you … please prepare for the second round of the duel."
…
Just as they were cleaning up the table and settling the bill …
"Friend, let's play a round."
"I challenge you. Yes, you."
"Handsome, can you do me the honor?"
"I want to challenge you. Come on."
Many people in the crowd suddenly began to move.
These people who took the lead … had already seen the danger of this game, so they quickly issued "challenges" to the people around them.
…
At the same time, on the second floor of the main hall.
"Haha … They finally realized it." The organizer looked at the people who began to fight one after another. He smiled and said, "But … no matter how fast they are, they can't catch up with the man in the crow mask. That man is ahead of them by an entire round."
"Young master," Suit A reminded him, "That man … is called Jiang Daode."
"Jiang Daode?" The organizer responded and then tapped on the tablet in his hand a few times. He pulled up Jiang Daode's information from the database. "Hmm … famous entrepreneur … top ten outstanding youths … game industry … currently on the verge of bankruptcy … huh …"
…
On the other hand, the second round between Feng Bujue and Mr. Jing was about to begin.
At this time, Brother Jue had quickly written six numbers on the paper and handed it to the referee.
When the referee saw the six numbers, he almost knelt down …
"You … Are you sure it's these six numbers?" The referee looked at the paper with the number "123456" written on it. Under his sunglasses, he looked like he was in a dilemma.
"Yes," Brother Jue replied without thinking.
The referee nodded and said, "Okay …" He put away the paper and turned to look at Mr. Jing. "Let's start with the round declaration."
"Fifty rounds." Mr. Jing chose a very safe number. Of course, with his ability, he didn't have the capital to take the risk.
"One thousand dollars." Feng Bujue also gave the lowest bet amount.
"Wait!" Mr. Jing immediately raised his voice. "This bet amount is wrong, right? You have 112000 dollars in cash. You have to bet at least 1120 dollars. "
"Humph …" Feng Bujue chuckled. "Why don't you read the rules again?"
"Huh?" Mr. Jing was stunned. Then, he went to read the rules again.
He was dumbfounded again …
The rules said that in the "gambling round," the minimum bet amount of the contestant can't be less than 1% of the total amount of the contestant's cash at the beginning of the round.
Please note that the term "this round" was used here, not "this round."
This concept was no doubt different, because a "round" consisted of two rounds.
"Just like what this gentleman said," the referee said. A few seconds later, the referee also spoke. "The minimum amount of money for the 'gambling round' is calculated according to the proportion of money held at the beginning of the duel. Otherwise … if a guessing party loses in the first round and only has a few hundred dollars left, then wouldn't it only cost him a few yuan to place a bet in the second round as the question maker?"
"Tch …" Mr. Jing sneered. "Okay, okay. One thousand it is." He held the pen and looked ready to go. "For the first round, I call for 880 dollars. Are you in?"
Mr. Jing had 88000 US dollars in cash in this round, and the minimum amount of money he had at the beginning of the round was calculated according to his total amount of money at the beginning of the round. Therefore, the amount of money he had to call was lower.
"I surrender." To his surprise, the next second, Feng Bujue used a very calm tone to say that …
When he said this, Mr. Jing had already written two zeros on the paper.
"You bet … Huh?" Mr. Jing didn't react until he finished writing six zeros. "What? You surrender? "
Feng Bujue ignored him. He looked directly at the referee and said, "Mr. Referee, let's settle the bet."
"I see …" The referee thought to himself, "This kid planned to surrender in the first round, so he could have written anything …"
So, the referee calculated for a few seconds and announced, "The contestant surrendered in the first round. The fine is … 8888 dollars."
When Mr. Jing heard this number, he didn't question it because he had just reread the rules, so he knew that this number was correct.
Since Feng Bujue surrendered in the first round, he referred to the first set of formulas, which was [10% of the opponent's cash at the beginning of the round * (50 + the number of rounds completed) + 10% of the opponent's bet amount in this round + the basic fine (the basic fine for rounds 1-10 is 5% of the opponent's cash at the beginning of the round)]. After substituting the numbers, it was 8800 * (50-0)% + 88 + 4400.
"Including the amount of the 'gambling round,' the total is 9888 dollars." The referee looked at Brother Jue and said, "Please pay."
Feng Bujue took out a stack of money and handed it to the referee. He said, "What about the change?"
"We have prepared for it." When the referee responded, he took out a small box from the locked part of the cart. The box was stuffed with several small denominations of banknotes.
To make a long story short, the guessing game between Feng Bujue and Mr. Jing was over.
In the end, Feng Bujue only won 2112 dollars from his opponent.
Even though he didn't win much, but … Seeing this, the spectators finally realized the importance of the total amount of cash held in this game.
Because the "gambling round" was based on how much money one had at the beginning of the round, while the "surrender fine" was based on how much money the opponent had at the beginning of each round.
When the player was the "guessing party," the higher the total amount of cash held, the higher the opponent's penalty would be. Conversely, the less cash one had, the less the opponent could pay.
From this point of view, the "challenger" was undoubtedly in the dominant position because the challenger could act as the "guessing party" first. As long as the challenger could obtain enough benefits from the guessing party and lower the upper limit of the opponent's funds, the penalty for surrendering would naturally be reduced when the challenger took on the role of the question setter.
Also … This kind of "cash advantage" was basically a snowball effect. The winner would gain more and more benefits, and the loser would find it harder and harder to make a comeback. Therefore … One had to be fast!
…
"I challenge you!"
"I challenge you!"
"No, I challenged you first!"
"Nonsense, I said it first!"
For a moment, the crowd was in a mess.
Those who reacted quickly had already found someone to challenge before Brother Jue and Mr. Jing finished the first round.
As for the "slow" guys, or rather … "most people", they didn't react until they saw the second round. They were eager to challenge each other, and everyone wanted to be the guessing party first.
This kind of scene was commonplace for the men in suits and sunglasses. They were familiar with how to deal with it.
"Everyone, calm down, don't argue. The two people who need to challenge, please come to the table first."
"The two of you, please come to the table."
"Calm down, please come to me."
Under the persuasion of the men in suits, the people who were arguing came to the table one after another. Then … the men in suits took out their tablets one after another and accessed the real-time recording to determine who was the one who had issued the challenge first.
…
On the other hand …
"Hmph … You win this time." After Mr. Jing took back the 9,888 USD, he said to Brother Jue, "Our mountains and rivers are alike …"
"No more." Feng Bujue didn't even let him finish. He interrupted him and said, "People like you … are destined to not leave this ship tonight."
"What did you say …" Mr. Jing was a little angry. He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, as if he was going to use violence.
However, when he rushed in front of Brother Jue, he felt a chill all over his body.
At that moment, not only was Mr. Jing unable to speak, but he also found it difficult to breathe.
He suddenly had a feeling that under the weird crow mask … it wasn't a human being, but some kind of more terrible, unknown creature …
"Whether you agree with what I said or not, I still have to say it." Seeing that the man had stopped talking, Feng Bujue continued coldly. "If you are not satisfied with your loss, I don't mind playing another round with you, or even two or three, until I win all your money."
Mr. Jing didn't say anything. He just backed away …
"But now …" Feng Bujue said and slowly turned around.
At this moment, a tall man wearing a golden crying mask was already standing behind Brother Jue.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Feng Bujue looked at him and said.
"Haha … It's only a minute or two." The tall man responded with a smile.
Their conversation sounded like ordinary politeness to the bystanders, and seemed to have no beginning or end.
But in fact, these two simple "greetings" were not only to test each other, but also to show each other their strength.
Feng Bujue's "sorry to keep you waiting" was to say, "I know you have been waiting behind me for a long time, waiting to challenge me."
The tall man's calm response, as well as his behavior of "challenging the crow mask man" itself, showed that he was not an ordinary person.
"Then … let's start." Feng Bujue said.
"Okay." As the tall man spoke, he strode towards the place where Mr. Jing had been standing.
"Referee, I have issued a challenge to the man wearing the crow mask." As he walked, he turned his head to greet the referee.
When the referee heard this, he glanced at Brother Jue. Although he was wearing a pair of sunglasses, Lin Sanjiu could feel that he was looking at him with a questioning gaze.
"Why are you looking at me?" Feng Bujue replied, "This is my second duel. Before this duel, I can't reject the challenge, right?"
"If that's the case, then … please give me the question first," the referee said.
Feng Bujue shrugged. He took out another piece of white paper from the cart and laid it on the table. Without giving it much thought, he jotted down a set of numbers on it.
This time, when the referee took the piece of paper, he was prepared to see "123456" again. But … Brother Jue's answer this time was more normal. It was "953724".
'Hmm? There are no repeated numbers … 'The referee thought to himself.' But … if I think about it carefully, under the premise that all the numbers will be revealed in the first nine rounds, it seems like a good choice not to use repeated numbers on purpose. After all, from the tenth round onwards, the six numbers won't be a problem. When the numbers are confirmed, there will be more combinations that don't repeat. '
Thinking of this, the referee put the answer into his pocket and said to the tall man, "Please declare your turn."
"Haha …" The tall man chuckled. "Eighteen rounds."
"What?" Mr. Jing, who was standing at the side, heard this and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Hmph … What's there to be surprised about?" The tall man looked at Mr. Jing and thought it was funny. "By the way … Why are you still here?"
Mr. Jing was annoyed by his question. "What's wrong? Can't I just stand here and watch for a while? "
"Don't you understand?" The tall man replied. "Now … It's a race against time …" He raised his finger and pointed at Feng Bujue. "Mr. Crow's Mouth gave you a few thousand dollars in order to buy time. Why don't you cherish it?"
"What did you say?" Mr. Jing was confused. "When did he give me a few thousand dollars?"
"Oh?" When the tall man heard this, he laughed again. "What? You don't even know the most basic thing about which rounds you can escape? "He shook his head and said," Phew … No wonder people said that you can't escape tonight. "
"You guys, what are you talking about?!" Mr. Jing's anger rose again. "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush!"
"Sigh …" The tall man sighed and explained, "Then I'll give you an example … Let's say that the gentleman played with you for a while, for example … He suddenly surrendered in the nineteenth round. You can calculate the difference between the fine and the bet you paid at that time."
This kind of mental calculation that even elementary school students could do, Mr. Jing could still do it. He looked down at the formula on the rules and calculated it immediately.
Ten seconds later, Mr. Jing's face suddenly changed. He murmured, "The starting bet of 880 dollars for 18 rounds is … 15840 … And the fine for surrendering in the nineteenth round is 14872 … I … I didn't win any money, but I lost 968 dollars?"
"That's right," the tall man said. The tall man continued, "However, you still have the 1000 dollars from the bet, so you can still make 32 dollars. (Because the starting bet for the bet is fixed at 1000 dollars, when Mr. Jing guessed that Feng Bujue was still losing money in the nineteenth round. He had to wait until the twentieth round to make a profit.) But it's still a far cry from the 9,888 dollars, right?" He paused for half a second and said, "What if … He waited until the twentieth round to surrender? You don't have to calculate it. Let me tell you … Even if you include the 1000 dollars from the bet, you still lost 760 dollars … "He smiled (although Mr. Jing couldn't see it)." This … is the so-called 'escape round.' For the person who came up with the question first, this is very important, but you didn't take advantage of it … When you were the one who came up with the question, if you surrendered one or two rounds earlier before the opponent raised the bet, even if you couldn't win much money, at least you wouldn't have lost a few thousand dollars. "
"I … I …" Mr. Jing clenched his teeth regretfully under the mask and muttered gloomily, "If only I had been one round earlier …"
"Don't make that assumption." The tall man interrupted him. "I advise you to find a place to calculate the fine and the profit in each round … Then, while everyone still has to accept the challenge, finish your 'second round'. As for the game we are going to play …" He looked at Brother Jue. "It's not a game that people like you can participate in …"
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