After deciding to leave it to fate, Zhang He turned off the navigation.
It was only a few days, they wouldn't get lost too far. Even if they used ancient tools, they could relocate themselves on the sea map.
They wanted the excitement, and Mo Qiong … wanted to know the direction of the ship.
Yes, it was not up to God to decide where the ship would go next.
With Mo Qiong around, where the ship would go was not up to fate, but decided by God.
They were still more than a thousand nautical miles away from the location of the pirate king's treasure. It would take them three days to get there at a speed of more than ten kilometers per hour.
Every day, they would go to the sea to play, and the surprise … would come.
"Come, come, come. Let's fry this fish."
Everyone liked to eat the fish they caught when they had the chance.
When Mo Qiong came up, the fish that he casually caught became a dish on his plate.
After sailing aimlessly for a day, everyone missed the taste of Spanish mackerel the next day.
After all, the fish they caught yesterday was too little. There were nine fish on Mo Qiong's ship, so they only tasted it.
"That Spanish mackerel was delicious, but it was not enough. Let's go, let's catch a few more today," Xiao Kun said.
Everyone took out their fishing equipment, put on the bait, and started fishing.
However, fishing was also up to fate. Although their bait was specially made, it was very attractive to fish.
But the fish they caught were not what they wanted to eat.
"What kind of fish are these?" They fished for a few hours, but none of them were edible.
Of course, fish could be eaten, but tropical fish were very disgusting, and it was best not to eat them.
Spanish mackerel was a rare delicacy in tropical fish.
"How can there be Spanish mackerel in the deep sea? Like the place last time, it's hard to find, "Zhang He said.
Xiao Kun said, "If I knew, I would have caught a few more. It seems that we are not fated to eat fish today."
Mo Qiong smiled and secretly thought that he could eat fish on the third day because the treasure could not be hidden in the deep sea. There must be a place like the big pearl, and with such a shallow sandy beach, there must be a large number of fish.
Everyone was bored for a while, so they fed the fish they caught to the seabirds.
Mo Qiong drank with Zhang He and asked, "What do you do when you have nothing to do at sea?"
"Eat and sleep …" Little Kun laughed at the side.
"Uh …" Mo Qiong was stunned, not knowing what to say.
Zhang He smiled and said, "Don't listen to him. There are so many things to play with. Why don't we play cards?"
Xiaokun said, "I'm fine with anything. I just want to play with money."
Mo Qiong asked, "What are the nine of us playing?"
"Yeah, there are nine of us … Oh, let's play board games!" Little Kun said.
"Board … Board game?"
"Yeah, do werewolves?" Lil 'Kun asked.
Mo Qiong almost spat out the wine in his mouth. He looked at Little Kun in shock and said, "What did you say? Do werewolves play with money? "
"You don't understand? The two wolves were the bankers. If they won, they would eat up the six families of the Good Faction. If they lost, they would have to compensate the six families. Hmm, how about ten thousand a round? "Lil 'Kun said.
The corner of Mo Qiong's mouth twitched. This was too f * cking cruel. Even a werewolf could be so big.
"Forget it, I'm not playing anymore." Mo Qiong said.
"If you don't want to play, then you won't be able to. How can we play a game of eight with a judge?" Xiao Kun said.
"Do you have to play with money? Can't you just play casually? "Mo Qiong sighed.
Lil 'Kun said, "It's boring if we don't play with money. We don't even have the desire to win."
Mo Qiong was speechless. He did not understand these rich second generations.
Zhang He said, "Come on, Little Mo. You won't lose much money. Even if you lose all ten rounds, and they're all werewolves, you'll only lose three hundred thousand."
Mo Qiong said speechlessly, "I'm not afraid of losing. It's just that I'm very good at werewolves. I've already lost interest in this game."
Everyone was stunned. Was he bragging like that?
Lil 'Kun was excited and said, "Wow, so awesome? Come on, I'm not afraid no matter how good you are. "
"You said it yourself …" Mo Qiong said.
Everyone pulled Mo Qiong to play with them. A girl as a judge did not care about winning or losing. This small amount of money would be paid after they returned to their country. No one would go back on their word.
Mo Qiong sighed and could only play with them.
He had played this game before, but no matter how good he was at it, there would be times when he could not judge a person.
The fun of werewolves was that no one knew each other's identity.
But … Mo Qiong's ability was equivalent to testing people infinitely.
He could directly become an 'Open Eyes Player' and know everyone's identity …
If Mo Qiong did not play with money, he might not be as good as these few people. But Lil 'Kun insisted on playing with money. Mo Qiong did not want to lose money, so he could only play with certainty.
Mo Qiong never gambled, but since others liked to give him money, he did not care.
Everyone placed their identity cards on the table. He blew and knew where the werewolves were.
"Werewolf cards …" Mo Qiong sighed and saw the cards in front of Lil 'Kun move slightly.
"Tsk tsk …" Mo Qiong looked at Lil 'Kun's righteous speech and could not help but find many loopholes.
In a two-wolf game, even if Mo Qiong was a commoner, as long as he spoke well, he could basically win. The wolf could not be hidden.
If Mo Qiong was a wolf, then the good side would not be able to play. He knew the identity of the prophet and directly attacked on the first night.
In this way, Mo Qiong was really like the ultimate player. He controlled the situation and won continuously. Whichever side he was in, that side would win.
Even if everyone noticed his strength and mindlessly killed him, they would at most lose one game.
But as long as he had a chance to speak, the scales of victory would greatly tilt towards his side.
"What the f * ck are you playing! Are you an Open Eyes Player? "Everyone realized that he had won ten games in a row, and all of them were carried.
Mo Qiong said, "I said I was invincible in this game, but you guys insisted on playing."
Everyone was speechless. With the judge around, he could not be an Open Eyes Player. He could only be too good at the game and could directly identify everyone's identity from their speech.
Suddenly, they did not dare to play anymore. It was not because they were afraid of losing money, but because the game experience was terrible.
In fact, Mo Qiong did not only play this game. In theory, as long as it was not purely based on luck and did not require skill, his chances of winning would be very high.
If he wanted to know where a card was, he could just throw a strand of hair.
If a strand of hair floated towards the pile of cards, it meant that a card was not in anyone's hand. If a strand of hair floated towards someone, it meant that a card was in that person's hand.
In this way, he could know everyone's trump card … How could they continue playing!
Lil 'Kun liked to gamble. No matter what he played, there had to be a prize. Otherwise, he would feel bored and uninterested.
For the next two days, he pulled Mo Qiong to play all kinds of cards, from Golden Flower to Five-card stud.
In the end, he gave Mo Qiong three hundred thousand yuan …
Mo Qiong was overjoyed. Not counting the seven million yuan, just this alone was enough to cover the cost of the various equipment he spent on the voyage …
"You're too lucky!" Lil 'Kun was speechless.
When his cards were good, Mo Qiong would fold and not compete with him. But once Mo Qiong reached the limit, his cards would always be better than his.
Therefore, in Lil 'Kun's opinion, it was either Mo Qiong's luck was too good, or his luck was too bad.
"Come! Fight the Landlord! "On the fourth day, Lil 'Kun continued to pull everyone to play cards.
However, Mo Qiong did not play anymore. If it was Fight the Landlord, even if he knew the opponent's cards, it was useless if his cards were not good.
He could fold his cards if he wanted to play something like 'Strike the Golden Flower', but he couldn't do that with 'Fight the Landlord'.
"Bro, don't get carried away. We've played for three days. Let's find a place to relax." Mo Qiong laughed.
They had reached the place. The GPS that was searching for the lost treasure was nearby.
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