Seeing the expression of the short-haired woman, Ye Dill shrugged her shoulders: "I guess if I ask your name, you won't answer me, so I decided to take that step and give you a good nickname directly." ”

Short-haired woman: "......"

No, she hadn't said anything, how did this woman know what she was thinking?

Although she really didn't plan to say her name, why did she feel so unhappy when she was said so.

Ye Dill didn't care about the short-haired woman's careful thoughts, she went straight to the point: "Short-haired, I propose, when the two of us have the same options, use guessing to decide the winner." ”

The short-haired woman opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Guess...... Guess the box? ”

"Didn't that book say it?" Ye Dill glanced at the book that was standing motionless on the wooden board next to her, "The players who collide must decide whether they win or lose through a contest, and the way of the contest can be decided by the players discussing with each other. ”

"I know this," the short-haired woman looked at the book with some incredulity, as if to confirm something, "but guess the fist...... Is it okay too? ”

The tone of the "This ......" book is slow, sounding extremely reluctant to speak, but it has to answer again as the player asks questions, "...... Yes, indeed. ”

After saying that, it lay directly on the floor, and the whole book looked listless.

got an affirmative answer, and the short-haired woman was a little surprised: "This is actually okay?" ”

When she heard the word "competition" in the book, she thought of grabbing this option with her own skills.

For example, if she ties up the other person and throws them behind, then she is the only one who can move forward on this track.

Another example is to suppress by force, so that the other party cannot resist and can only admit defeat.

She never thought of such an easy, simple and convenient way to guess boxing.

"Why not?" Ye Dill asked rhetorically, "The book is about competition, not about fighting, nor about martial arts. ”

Short-haired woman: "......"

It makes sense, and it is completely irrefutable.

"Of course, if you don't think you're good at guessing, we can also decide whether you win or lose by throwing dice to choose odds and evens." "Or use the bottle as a pointer dial and wait for it to stop and point at whoever wins." Or toss a coin to decide the pros and cons, it's the same. ”

Short-haired woman: "......"

Is she too violent?

Why can people think of so many "contests" that do not rely on force at once, and all she thinks of is either fighting or fighting.

"Why are you doing that?" The short-haired woman did not immediately agree with Ye Dill's suggestion, but asked vigilantly, "Are you afraid that you will lose to me if you are not strong enough, so you want to use such a compromise method?" ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you don't have any powerful offensive items on you." Ye Dill glanced at the short-haired woman casually, "And your cobwebs, I have a way to break them." ”

The short-haired woman's face suddenly became ugly: "Since you are so powerful, why do you want to 'compete' with me in a peaceful way?" ”

"We don't actually have a grudge, and I don't want to waste my energy and energy on meaningless struggles." Ye Dill said rationally, "What's more, any option can be correct without knowing the 'right answer', so winning or losing is not so important." ”