"Okay, the white team has already counted, now ask the red team to report the number!"

Mr. Point shouted a second time.

After a count, at this time, the players of the red and white teams, Lin Sanjiu and the strange tall young man, were standing in the first grid. Looking at the question marks in the two grids, she couldn't help frowning slightly: What could be under this question mark......?

"1 square." She gave the same answer again.

"The second time, the white team advances 1 square, and the red team advances 1 square!"

As soon as Mr. Dian's words fell, the rear teammates in the red and white camps all showed expressions of "sure enough".

The design of this game is simply meaningless. How many squares you advance depends entirely on your opponent, so in order to ensure that your opponent can advance at the slowest speed, both sides will only grind down one square at a time, until the final duel is decided.

But is that really the case?

Lin Sanjiu thought as he stepped into the second grid.

If you really can only rely on duels to determine the winner, then wouldn't it be better to change it to a joust in the first place?

There was another "ding dong", and the second question mark disappeared again, replaced by a street pattern full of crowded cars.

Lin Sanjiu looked up at the man opposite, only to see that he was also frowning with a confused expression.

"Oops!" Mr. Dian shouted in an exaggerated tone, "Just when the two players stepped on the lattice, the New Year's bell rang just - the players of the white team were fined for setting off fireworks in the square, and the white team was -1 point!" ”

Before the thought of "It's already the New Year" faded from his mind, the red and white teams looked a little stupidly in the direction of the depths of the white fog - only unlike the members of the white team, the people on the red team quickly became excited, and everyone looked happy.

The young man of the white team looked angry, and it seemed that he almost couldn't help but rush into the fog to find some theories: "Hey, is there a mistake?" Isn't it only when you win a game that you get a point, how can you deduct it so casually? So even if I win the game, I win for nothing! ”

Hu Changzai and Hai Tianqing stood behind him, and when they heard this, they glanced at each other, and they didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy. Although the mood was complicated, they couldn't help but show it on the surface - because of Lin Sanjiu's gesture, the two of them covered it up very well, and the people on the white team never knew that there were still their friends in the red team.

"Have you forgotten the rules about 'points scored' and 'points conceded'?" Mr. Dot's voice was still the same, unmoved: "If you want to earn a few more points, try to find a score point!" ”

The young man spat hard, glaring at the squares on the ground, as if to discern the difference in the dozen identical question marks.

"As for the RED team players—" Mr. Dots continued, "there are so many people going to see the New Year's Eve fireworks, and the RED team players are unfortunately stuck in the road and will be suspended next time." ”

The word "pause" quickly froze the smiles of the RED team members.

"Are you kidding?" Lian Xiao stood up pitifully, "Pausing one square means that you can't move forward next time?" That's better than what, isn't it safe for the other party to win! ”

Because of the rules, the minimum number that Lin Sanjiu can call every time is 1. So if you are one square behind, even if both of you are advancing one square at a time, it is predictable that you will lose the game in the end...... "No, no! Zhong Junkai frowned and thought about it, and suddenly said out loud: "The punishment of suspending the advance is simply a sharp weapon to reverse the victory or defeat of the game." It can't be just us with a pause square, right? That's so unfair...... Opponents will definitely have there too! ”

When everyone heard this, they all felt that he was reasonable. Lao Wang slapped his face and agreed: "Xiao Zhong is right!" It seems that the key to this game is these pauses, and whoever is unlucky to step on more will lose. ”

The brown-haired rabbit glanced at everyone and said nothing. From the time when everyone introduced their names to each other just now, there was no bad longing, stupidity

Thinking of this, the Brown Rabbit decided that he could stop talking without talking, and just sit honestly like a rabbit.

After listening to the four members of the red team discussing for a while, Mr. Dian's third report began again: "The white team advances one square, and the red team pauses." ”

The young man's anger when he was deducted a point just now disappeared at this time, he glanced at Lin Sanjiu, and stepped into the third square with a bit of pride.

“…… At the company's year-end party, the white team players drew a treasure chest. But when I got my hands on it, I found that it was a broken and dirty box with the words 'Bad Luck Box' written on it, would I like to ask the white team players to open it? ”

Unexpectedly, the treasure chest opened in the square had the right to choose whether to open it or not - the young man was stunned, seemed to be very uncertain, and after thinking for a long time, he still looked back at his teammates as if asking for help.

Although players and teammates can't talk to each other, they can still see each other, and they can make it clear with just a nod and shake their head. Except for the old lady who nodded, the rest of the people all frowned and shook their heads.

After all, it is clearly written on the box - "bad luck box", since it is bad luck, why take the risk to open it?

The young man turned his head, gritted his teeth, and said something, apparently giving up on unpacking.

He was right about this choice - "The white team player chose not to open the box, and the poisonous snake in the box could not bite." ”

Not knowing what the consequences of being bitten would be, the young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since the start of the game, I have only walked three squares, but it is already a huge loss; Now that he was able to avoid a catastrophe, he already feels very lucky.

The next time the number is reported, the two sides still have no suspense and go forward one square each. This time, Lin Sanjiu's red team was robbed of a prize because he couldn't repay the loan shark, while the white team was suspended once because the car broke down.

Sure enough, as Lao Wang expected, both sides had a timeout grid.

On the fourth count, both sides stood in the fourth square, and once again they were leveled. This time, their luck was slightly better than the previous three times - the RED team players went into the hotel to rest for a while, and came out without loss or gain; The white team player gets a treasure chest, and after opening the chest, he gets a chance to "regret a move".

At this time, the red team has 3 remaining prizes, scoring -1 point, and has a "PASS" chance, and is in the 4th square.

The white team has 4 remaining prizes, scoring -1 point, having a chance to "regret a move", carrying a curse of minus points, and being in the 4th square.

The fifth time the count, the two sides advanced one square again, and this time both sides were deducted a prize at the same time.

Seeing that there were only two prizes left in the blink of an eye, the faces of everyone on the red team couldn't help but change. Chen Fan even speculated whether this was a scam that specialized in defrauding other people's belongings...... But guess at it, he never mustered up the courage to go into the white mist and find Mr. Dian to confirm it.

In this way, the two sides went through seven counts step by step. Every step seems to have to come out of the blood—because although each question mark is different, it is all unlucky; Occasionally, I can meet someone who doesn't hurt or itch, and it's already very lucky. Before you know it, everyone almost forgets to win the opposite prize, and only hopes that their losses will be less.

After seven counts, the red team has 2 prizes with a score of -2 points, a "PASS" chance and a "5-minute intermission" chance.

The white team has 3 prizes, scores -2 points, has a chance to "regret a move", and is burdened with a penalty curse.

Both sides are currently on the 7th grid and are still level.

Just before Mr. Dot's eighth count, everyone on the RED team was already slumped on the ground due to boredom and frustration, looking weakly at the direction of the game, occasionally chatting with their teammates. Anyway, those two players are just going forward one block at a time, and they have to bleed heavily every time they go, so what is there to look forward to? I have to wait for the final duel!

In such an atmosphere, it was the brown rabbit who was the first to notice the abnormality - because the sound of the eighth count had not sounded for a long time.

It looked up suspiciously, and found that Lin Sanjiu was half-turning, facing the depths of the white mist, as if he was talking to someone—and in that direction, there was no one else but Mr. Dian......

Although she couldn't hear what she said, her action quickly attracted the attention of the red and white teams, and everyone looked at Lin Sanjiu. After a while, Mr. Dian suddenly said "Okay", and then there was no follow-up.

"Huh? How do I look at it and feel...... It seems that Miss Lin is talking to the man? Lian Xiaolian looked at it for a long time, and suddenly muttered. Could it be that she was just asking Mr. Dot, to talk to the white team player? ”

When she said this, everyone on the red team looked at the situation in the playground in surprise.

Although Lin Sanjiu had his back to the red team, the white team player was standing opposite, and the expression on his face was naturally clear to everyone. I saw that the young man of the white team was taken aback at first, then frowned, and glanced at Lin Sanjiu with some uneasiness. Lin Sanjiu's back looked excited, his hands gestured for a long time, and he talked for a long time before the young man opposite nodded hesitantly, and the two seemed to have finally reached an agreement.

Lin Sanjiu, who got the opponent's consent, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of a big stone in his heart.

Soon, in the thick curiosity and confusion of the red and white teams, Mr. Dot's eighth report began-

"White moves forward 3 squares, red team advances 1 square!" R1152