The ghosts and evil calculated the conditions proposed by Sir Charkolos a little.

Both sides bet on the entire game, and the winner is determined in one round. If she wins, she'll get her money back and a chance to kill the cats herself. If she had lost, she would have to drink the bitter wine in shame and watch the white cat run away with the money she had won, forever losing her chance to take revenge on him.

After much deliberation, she made a choice.

"I accept your offer. ”

She pressed the twelve blue-green chips on the table, beckoned to the waiter on the side, and said:

"Shuffle the cards!"

"I knew you wouldn't say no. ”

Sir Shakolos smiled deeply, pushed forward the large stack of chips that had just been won and had not yet been warmed up, and put the two blue and green chips representing life on top of the stack, like the jewels in the crown.

"You can still jump in front of me now. Good and evil looked at the triumphant white cat, and frowned in disgust, and said, "I'll also make a prediction, I'll draw Black Jack next, and good luck can't betray me twice." You fooled me by luck the last time, and this time, you'll be completely defeated. ”

"Hehehe," the white cat laughed, "maybe it'......."

The battle between the two came to an abrupt end after the waiter shuffled the cards and withdrew, and then began the fateful final round.

In this round, the first to draw cards is the ghost man, good and evil. She maintained her usual style, without thinking or hesitating, and directly touched two cards as soon as she came up - this is exactly the habit that the unsolvable strong luck has made her develop.

The moment she saw the cards in her hand, the ghost was obviously stunned for a moment, and her face became more and more difficult to see.

"It's not Black Jack!" Orange looked at the embarrassed appearance of good and evil, and reflexively thought, "If it was Black Jack, this guy would have jumped up a long time ago!"

That is, there is a chance!

Orange clenched his fists, his palms covered with hot sweat.

This is the first time she has smelled victory so truly. The first three games were a show of good and evil, and she barely saw the slightest hope. In the fourth game, she won by a narrow margin of psychological warfare, and if good and evil were not so impatient and did not play Sir Chacolos's set, with her hand, the chances of victory were almost infinite.

But this game is different, this game, Orange really feels that his fortune is like the noon sun, or the tide in the evening, has completely risen. It was a rather subtle, indescribable feeling, or rather, a premonition. Just like hearing the scream of a kettle to know that the water is boiling, or seeing the dark clouds in the sky to know that the storm is coming, the "result" has not yet been produced, but its "signs" have already arrived in advance.

For Orange, "victory" is already a tangible thing that can be seen and touched.

"Face up, end round ......"

Good and evil muttered in a low voice, and pressed a face-up 5 of hearts. Then she took her hands, leaned back, leaned back in her chair, and stopped squeaking.

"Any idea why you can't draw Blackjack, Ghost Man?" Sir Sciakros squinted his eyes and smiled, "because you're missing that indispensable ace." ”

"Because the probability of you drawing an ace has been completely wiped out since the fourth round. ”

By the time he had said this, he had finished drawing the cards and placed a pattern card with no number on the table to show it.

The card was printed with a blue-haired girl who was barefoot, holding a cracked bowl in her hand, her waist-length hair was scattered haphazardly, and her shabby clothes were covered with messy notes, all of which were "debts", "title deeds", "mortgages" and the like—if you looked closely, they were all patches.

Just such a poor girl like a beggar, in the midst of the cards, looked out with resentful little eyes, as if she had been hungry for several days and wanted to beg for food. Underneath her, two lines of the same color as her hair are printed:

"Aster of the Gods"

“Ghost”

Yes, this is the "Aster" in the slot machine who can be drawn for free if you win the lottery. And this card, which symbolizes misfortune and nothingness, has a value of 0.

"My turn is over, please!"

Sir Sciakros held the cards in one hand and with a slight stretch of the other, he returned the opportunity to good and evil.

"This calf ......"

The ghost man looked at the ghost card that was stained with a depressing atmosphere, and gritted his fangs with a creak. The 5 of spades in her hand was almost deformed by her.

Good and evil have a total of 10 points at this time, which means that no matter what she draws next, it is impossible to explode. Safety, that's her biggest advantage at the moment, but she doesn't feel like she's on the side of the advantage.

The reason for this is this ghost card. Despite the lack of points, this is a very useful and strategic card than a clown card.

The rules of open cards are essentially a kind of "bottom line disclosure", that is, the player's minimum points = face card points + hand number * 2. Experienced players can adjust their drawing strategy based on the number of cards in their hands, which can be used as a basis for an approximate estimate of their opponent's total points at this time.

And Sir Shakolos showed a ghost card with 0 points, which means that there is no card at all. The only information available to good or evil is the number of cards in Sir Chakoros' hand, which is obviously not enough to judge. In the future, she can only move forward in the dark under the condition of unequal information.

To make matters worse, this ghost card of 0 actually reduced the number of Sir Shakoros' first cards drawn to one. After both players have drawn their cards, with the same number of cards in their hands, Sir Shakolos is one less card than good and evil. If it is going to explode, the probability of good and evil exploding first is far greater than that of Sir Charkoros.

There is no way, there is no clue, the matter has come to this point, and good and evil cannot find a way to reverse this situation. The only thing she can do now is draw cards, and at least, her draw is completely safe.

“...... has been completely wiped out ......"

As she reached for the deck, her mind somehow rang with the words that Sir Shakolos had said earlier. He said that the A card has been wiped out, and this kind of god-like speech, good and evil are naturally unbelievable. But when she actually went to draw cards, this sentence began to echo and linger in her mind repeatedly, and her card drawing action also stopped.

Because, at this moment, the card she wants to draw the most is the A card. With an ace of 11 and two fives of 10, she can declare victory outright. But the more she wanted to draw an ace now, the more she couldn't ignore Sir Shakoros's words.

It was as if it were magical, and it held her in place, unable to move. Subconsciously, she had realized the gravity of the problem, and that, judging by intuition and experience alone, Sir Chakolos had not lied to her. He could, really, use some method she didn't know to erase the ace card from the game.

She glanced at the pile and counted roughly the number of cards in it—about 50. Combined with the 4 cards drawn by the two, there are a total of 54 playing cards on this table, which is exactly a full deck. If so, the good and evil slapped his heart hard, exhaled heavily, and said to himself in his heart:

"What are you superstitious about, ghosts are good and evil?"

"How did you become suspicious when you met such a cat?"

"Draw cards, be bold and draw, what are you afraid of? Do you still think you have anything to lose? What other way for you to retreat?"

"No, you have no way out, you can only move forward, and if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent. ”

"Go and gamble, good and evil, and gamble boldly. To prove that guy wrong, he was just bluffing. You can see the ace of spades, and it's already beckoning to you. Go pump it out and end it all, go for it!"

Good and evil breathed a sigh of relief, used all his strength, slapped the "snap", slapped heavily on the card pile, and clamped a card with his fingers. In the eyes of outsiders, this is like venting her anger, only she knows how high her fighting spirit is at this time.

However, fighting spirit is useless.

In front of the walls of reality, all metaphysical things are meaningless, and if the hard power is not up to standard and cannot be overcome, then you can only look at it and sigh. This is exactly what good and evil are facing at this time. The card she drew was not the ace of spades, and it didn't even touch the edge of the ace of spades, whether it was 1 or 11, it was a far, far away from it - it was another 5, a 5 of squares.

555, three 5s. The world around good and evil is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning a white, pure white with nothing. Vaguely, she could feel that she was running out of energy.

She subconsciously touched the small bronze mirror on her chest, the lucky charm that had accompanied her to fight here, but unfortunately, she did not feel any kind of response from the mirror. Abandoned and betrayed, she sailed alone on the dark sea, lost her wheel and direction, and greeted the fury of fate with a small boat. She looked at the white cat opposite, calm and immobile from beginning to end, and realized that he was already an invincible opponent.

"Any idea why I didn't hold you accountable for cheating?"

She heard the white cat say this.

"Because you're not the only cheater at this table. ”

"My master, Miss Catherine Pagos, has a terrible ability. She can erase energy within a certain range until everything is in vain. ”

"As a member of her family, of course, I also have the power of 'the same type'. ”

"I was able to erase the 'probability of an event' from time. ”