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Chapter 328 Chapter 326 "Father, play a game with me"

Chapter 328 Chapter 320 Six · "Father, play a game with me"

Yamada Machiichi was left speechless.

Yamada Machiichi wanted to escape.

He stared at Su Mingan next to him, with deep resentment in his eyes.

"Don't you have something to talk about?" Su Mingan didn't respond to his gaze: "Let's talk."

Yamada-cho took a deep breath.

This is the end of the matter, and there is no turning back.

Although I don't know how Su Mingan became both a soul hunter and a soul clan, but considering Su Mingan's previous actions, he shouldn't be able to attack him here...

He stepped forward, took out the medicine in his hand, and began to sell it to the leader of the soul clan in front of him.

Su Mingan watched this scene.

The item that Yamada Machiichi traded with Sevia is called "Talent Transformation Potion", a one-time medicine that can improve talent.

Yamada Machiichi is a story player who is good at disguise, cross-dressing, and confusion.His strategy in the dungeon can basically be described in three words: "Hold your thighs."

His mission process is basically to find a powerful npc in the dungeon first, then use various methods to increase the favorability of the other party, and follow the other party through the whole process safely.

If you don't want to clear the level perfectly, this method is very suitable for players who want to be safe but are not willing to give up the benefits.

Su Mingan watched the two chat happily, but was ready to fight at any time.

Although the leader of the soul clan, Sevia, called him father, his attitude was extremely cold.

The other party was even lazily leaning on the sofa, without even standing up.It's completely different from the one kneeling before Archelev.

This "Father" is far more playful than respectful.

"...Then, after ensuring that the effect of the potion is true, I will guarantee your safety for the next eleven days." After accepting Yamada Machiichi's things, Sevia waved his hand: "You can go to the side , human, don't disturb my reunion with my dear father."

Yamada Machiichi had achieved his goal, he immediately stood in the corner of the room, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence.

And Sevia's blood-red eyes met Su Mingan's.

The sharp cheers from the arena came in through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the room seemed extraordinarily silent.

After a short silence, Sevia sat up slightly.

"Why is father so restrained?" He smiled, and patted the sofa beside him with his white-gloved hands: "Please sit down and watch this gladiatorial fight I have carefully prepared for you."

"I'll just sit here." Su Mingan sat down on the small sofa on the side, not sitting next to Sevia.

Seville shrugged, not seeming to care.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, the fighting between the two humans was in full swing.

One of them was wearing a red cloth and the other was wearing a blue cloth. They were barefoot cutting each other on the yellow sand, with extremely ferocious expressions, like two wild beasts.

The soul clans in the auditorium cheered loudly, cheering for one of the two, and fanaticism filled the entire arena.

The red cloth man slashed at the blue cloth man's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

"...Look, father." Sevia, who was sitting on the sofa, said suddenly, "When human beings are cornered, they are no different from wild beasts."

Su Ming'an didn't speak.

Some harsh warm yellow light cast into his eyes, he squinted his eyes and adjusted his sitting posture.

"...Why don't you talk?" Sevia turned his head, his voice seemed a little low: "Aren't you willing to talk to me anymore?"

"I know that you don't agree with my view on the peaceful coexistence of the two camps." Sevia continued: "But in fact, am I wrong? Rather, Praia, who maintains the current fighting situation, is wrong. I believe that if we build Praia as I said and communicate with Soulhunter, we can achieve a happy situation for both of us..."

"You like balance very much?" Su Mingan said suddenly.

It seems that he didn't expect to get a reply from Su Ming'an, and Sevia seemed a little happy.

He spread his hands, with an excited expression: "Naturally."

He continued: "As long as we reach a deal with humans and require them to provide us with food on a regular basis, we won't prey in such a random way, and won't cause more meaningless killings. Many human deaths are meaningless. Significantly, they died from internal struggles, personal desires, and conspiracy...

And the death of these resources is a waste.

By combining their values, we can achieve a harmonious coexistence between the soul race and humans..."

Listening to what he said, Su Mingan gradually understood why it seemed that Su Rin had a big conflict with this person.

This so-called leader of the soul clan is simply an extreme idealist.

"Then let me give you a suggestion." Su Mingan said.

"Father, please tell me." Sevia seemed to be listening attentively.

"In order to achieve a balance, I think that in addition to the regular supply of food for the soul race from the human side, the soul race also needs to pay a certain amount." Su Mingan said: "How about this—human beings send humans as food to satisfy your 'cannibalism'? The desire of the soul. Then, you also send a few souls over there, let humans cut them down, to satisfy their desire to "kill the souls"-this is the only way to maintain the "balance", isn't it? There are back and forth, this is It's called a deal, what do you think?"

Seville frowned slightly.

He moved his eyes and stared at Su Mingan with a strange look, as if he was observing him carefully.

"...are you kidding me?" he said softly.

"Then are you joking?" Su Mingan looked at him.

"I'm serious."

"Then I'm serious too." Su Mingan stared at him: "The so-called absolute 'balance' and resource allocation must have a unified leader.

The premise of the existence of this unified leader can only be the genocide or loss of sovereignty of one of them.Don't talk about emotions, don't talk about ideals, just regard life as a resource... This kind of judgment level cannot be implemented on the grounds of 'resource maximization'. "

"Why is it not feasible? Can human beings continue to endure this precarious life?" Sevia frowned: "Father, we are born to eat human beings, so we should have the right to hunt and kill each other."

"I have heard a saying that in biology, there is no such thing as 'right', only various organs, abilities and characteristics. Birds can fly because they have wings, not some 'right to fly', soul The race wants to eat humans because of your physiological structure, and you don't have any 'right to eat people'."

"'You'?" Sevia heard the word, his eyes getting colder.

His fingers on the sofa were bent, and his nails dug into the cushions.

"...Father, you really have completely taken the human standpoint."

As he spoke, his eyes gradually became gloomy: "Who changed you? Elras? Archerev? Or that knight of light named Sherud?"

Su Mingan laughed.

He sat upright, looked at him, and said in an uncompromising tone:

"No one has ever changed me."

"Sevia,"

"—It's your innocence that changed your own cognition."

……

Yamada Machi trembled.

He huddled in the corner, completely suppressed by the aura of the two tit for tat.

He didn't take it seriously when he watched the screen recording of the forum before. He felt that the NPCs who talked to Su Mingan were all very brain-dead, and they were easily persuaded by a few words without any bottom line or persistence.

But now, standing next to these two people, he gradually realized that this was not a purely verbal discussion.

...It is the collision of position and aura.

While watching this scene, he could hardly make a sound.

When Su Mingan's words fell to the ground, the whole room seemed to fall into a brief silence.

There seemed to be a wave of depression surging in the air, Sevia lowered his head and said nothing.

Su Mingan looked at him with no concession in his eyes.

And the next moment, Sevia suddenly raised his head.

It seemed that the haze in his eyes was swept away the moment he lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, his expression had returned to the original gentleness, and the intense emotion he had just spoken had disappeared.

He smiled, put his hand on the small table beside him, and raised the blood-stained wine glass.

"—play a game with me, father." He changed the subject.

"what game."

Sevia pointed out the window: "Just play... the game of guessing the winner."

Su Mingan looked out the window.

At this time, outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, between the arena, the battle between two scarred human beings has come to an end. The red cloth man's knife is stuck in the blue cloth man's bone, and the blue cloth man's knife is also caught. Between the opponent's palms, the two sides are in a stalemate, and it seems that they may give each other a fatal blow at any time.

"Here are two pieces of paper and two pens." Sevia threw a piece of paper with a pen to him: "Let's write down the predictions about the winning and losing of these two people on our respective papers, and see who gets the correct result ,how?"

Su Mingan glanced at the blank paper in his hand: "What about the winner's reward?"

"Let me think about it..." Sevia turned the pen in his hand.

With a "click", the pen fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up, and smiled: "Just bet on the other party's life."

"Okay." Su Mingan said.

Surprise flashed in Sevia's eyes, as if he didn't expect Su Mingan to agree so simply.

"Let's say it first, this is not a reward for the winner, but a punishment for the loser." He said: "As long as the correct result is not predicted, you must accept this punishment. In other words...only if the prediction is correct can you escape punishment."

"No problem." Su Mingan wrote his prediction on the paper without hesitation.

The pen in Sevia's hand paused.

Watching Su Mingan roll up the paper, his eyes sank, and he wrote down his prediction.

Just a moment after they put down their pens.

The red cloth man below finally pulled out his knife, and slashed at the opponent's neck, almost cutting off the opponent's entire head.

At the same time, the blue cloth man's knife also slashed across the opponent's palm, pierced the opponent's heart, and pierced the opponent's body.

One neck, one heart.

The blood from both sides splashed out, staining the bright red sand like a fountain.

Amidst the cheers and screams of the audience, they fell at the same time, lifeless.

Yamada Machi stared blankly at this scene, seeing that there was no winner.

……how so.

Seeing Sevia and Su Ming'an confirm each other's life and death in a few words, he also made a prediction in his heart, and he predicted that the blue cloth man would win.

...But he would never have imagined that this would be the end result.

He thought it was a pure chance game, either the red side would win or the blue side would win.

But he understands now,

This game doesn't seem to be that simple.

On the side, Sevia, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled slightly and opened the paper in his hand.

On the paper, it was written "Together we die together".

"It's time for you to reveal the results, father." Sevia looked at him.

Su Mingan's hand covered the paper without moving.

"What's wrong?" Sevia smiled: "...You can't guess wrong, right?"

Su Mingan's hand still didn't move.

"It doesn't matter." Sevia said, "Even if you lose, I won't kill you. The purpose of inviting you to play this game is just to let you understand..."

"Let me understand that I am now in your dominion, let me obey your arrangement, right?" Su Mingan said suddenly.

Serbia's eyes changed slightly.

"As early as just now, you have already stated the rule of 'loser receives punishment'." Su Mingan looked at him: "In other words, you mean, 'there is absolutely no penalty for correct prediction'.

Your rules should be based on your advantages, this cannot be a pure chance game.

'Losers lose all, winners get no penalty. '

Therefore, you should arrange the outcome of these two gladiators from the beginning-there is no way to be wrong in your guess, and this will make you invincible. "

He said, slowly moving his palm away:

"And you arrange this game like this, it is absolutely impossible to be satisfied with just you winning.

You must want to achieve an ending where I lose on the basis of 'you win'.

So - you will definitely not decide the outcome on luck, and bet that I guess either red or blue.

You must... freeze an ending where luck is invalid, so as to achieve a situation that I can't guess.

Therefore, it is speculated that there is one and only one ending to this gladiatorial fight. "

His hand covering his paper was completely removed.

On the paper, there is a line of prediction that is completely identical to Seville:

【perish together】.

……

Looking at the small print, Sevia was silent for a moment.

"Why did you agree to the invitation to the game, since you already thought it was impossible for me to lose?" he said.

"Because I understand that the purpose of you inviting me to participate in this small game is to let me understand that I am now in your dominion, so everything I see now...including the two people fighting in the audience , are all under your control." Su Mingan looked at him and said, "You want to hint at me through this method and tell me to be honest, right?"

Seville didn't deny it.

"So, I will use the same method to tell you the same thing through the ending of this little game." Su Mingan withdrew his gaze:

"...Servia, listen up—even in a place like this, you are not the god who controls everything."

(End of this chapter)