Chapter 329 Chapter 326 · "Father, play a game with me"

  Yamadachoichi fell into great silence.

   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 Ming'an did not respond to his eyes: "Let's talk."

  Yamadacho took a deep breath.

  The matter has come to this point, and there is no turning back.

  Although I don't know how this guy Su Mingan became both a soul hunter and a soul clan, but thinking about Su Mingan's previous actions, he shouldn't start attacking him here...

   He stepped forward, took out the potion 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 and Sevia traded is called "Talent Transformation Potion", a one-time drug that can improve talent.

  Yamada Machiichi is a story player who is good at disguising, disguising, and bewildering. His strategy in the copy can basically be described in three words: "hold your thighs".

   His mission process is basically to first find a powerful NPC in the dungeon, then use various methods to increase the opponent's favorability, and follow the opponent safely through the whole process.

   If you don’t want to pass 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.

   The leader of the soul clan, Sevia, although he called him father, his attitude was unusually cold.

   The other party even leaned on the sofa lazily, never even standing up. Completely different from Archerev, who was on one knee before.

   This "father" is far more joking than respect.

"...Then, after making sure 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: "You can go to the side, Humans, don't disturb my reunion with my dear father."

   Yamada Machiichi has 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 Ming'an's.

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

   After a brief silence, Sevia sat up slightly.

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

   "I'll just sit here." Su Mingan took a seat on the small sofa on the side, not sitting beside Sevia.

  Sevia shrugged, not seeming to care.

   Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, the two human beings were fighting fiercely.

   One of them was wearing a red cloth, the other was wearing a blue cloth, and they were slashing each other on the yellow sand with their bare feet, and their expressions were extremely ferocious, like two wild animals.

  The soul clan in the audience cheered loudly, cheering for one of the two, and the frenzy filled the entire arena.

   The man in red cloth slashed on the shoulder of the man in blue cloth, and blood shot out.

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

  Su Ming'an didn't speak.

   Some dazzling warm yellow light shone into his eyes, he squinted and adjusted his sitting posture.

   "...Why don't you talk?" Sevia tilted her head and said in a low voice, "Aren't you willing to talk to me anymore?"

"I know that you don't agree with my point of 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 according to what I said and communicate with Soul Hunter, we can reach a happy situation for both parties..."

   "You like balance?" Su Mingan said suddenly.

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

   He spread his hands, his expression a little excited: "Naturally."

He continued: "As long as there is a deal with the human side that requires them to feed us regularly, we won't be preying in such a scattered way, and we won't cause more senseless killing. A lot of human deaths are for nothing. Meaning, they died of internal struggles, of personal desires, of intrigue...

   And the death of these resources is a waste.

   Gathering their values ​​together, we can achieve harmonious coexistence between Soul Race and Humanity…”

  Su Mingan listened to his words and gradually understood why it seemed that Su Rin had a big conflict with this person.

   This so-called leader of the Soul Race is simply an extreme idealist.

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

   "Father, please speak." Sevia looked attentive.

"In order to achieve a balance, I think that in addition to the human side that needs to supply the soul clan with food on a regular basis, the soul clan also needs to pay a certain amount." Su Ming'an said: "It's better than this - humans send humans as food to satisfy your 'eating human souls' ' desire. Then, you also send a few soul clans over and let the humans cut them down to satisfy their desire to 'kill the soul clan' - this is the way to maintain 'balance', right? There is a back and forth, this is called a transaction ,What do you think?"

  Sevia frowned slightly.

   He moved his eyes and looked at Su Mingan with a novel look, as if he was watching him carefully.

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

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

"I'm serious."

   "Then I'm also very serious." Su Mingan stared at him: "The so-called absolute 'balance' and resource allocation can only be achieved by a unified leader.

   And the premise of the existence of this unified leader can only be the genocide or the loss of sovereignty of one of the parties. Instead of talking about emotions and ideals, we directly regard life as a resource... This kind of judgment level cannot be implemented on the grounds of 'maximizing resources'. "

   "Why is it not feasible? Can humans continue to endure such precarious days?" Sevia frowned: "Father, we are born to feed on humans, and we should have the power to hunt each other."

"I've heard a saying that in biology, there is never such a thing as 'right', only various organs, abilities and characteristics. Birds fly because they have wings, not a 'power to fly', the soul The reason the clan wants to eat humans is because of your physical structure, and you do not have any 'power to eat humans'."

   "'You'?" Sevia's eyes grew cold after hearing the word.

   His fingers bent on the sofa, nails stabbing into the cushions.

   "...Father, you've really taken a human standpoint."

   He said, his eyes gradually gloomy: "Who changed you? Elras? Archerev? Or that bright knight named Shelud?"

  Su Mingan laughed.

   He sat upright, instead of looking at each other, his tone did not give way:

   "No one has ever changed me."

   "Sevia,"

   "—it's your innocence that changed your own perception."

  …

  Yamadacho shivered.

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

   When he watched the forum recording earlier, he didn't take it seriously. He felt that all the NPCs who talked to Su Ming'an were very brainless.

  But now, standing next to the two, he gradually realized that this was not a purely talkative discussion.

  …is the collision of stance and aura.

   And he watched this scene, but he could hardly make a sound.

   When Su Ming'an's words landed, the whole room seemed to fall into a brief silence.

   There seemed to be an oppressive wave surging in the air, Sevia lowered her head and said nothing.

  Su Ming'an looked at him without giving up.

   In the next moment, Sevia suddenly raised her head.

The    seemed to be the haze in his eyes, which was swept away the moment he lowered his head. When he raised his head again, his expression had returned to the original gentleness, and the intense emotion he brought out when he just spoke had disappeared.

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

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

"what game."

  Sevia pointed out the window: "Just play... guess the game of winning or losing."

  Su Mingan looked out the window.

At this time, outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, between the arena, the battle between the two scarred humans 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 in Between each other's palms, the two sides are in a state of stalemate, and it seems that they may give each other a fatal blow at any time.

"Here are two pieces of paper, two pens." Sevia threw him a piece of paper with a pen on it: "We write down predictions about the winners and losers of these two people on our respective pieces of paper, and see who's got the right result. ,how?"

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

   "I think about..." Sevia turned the pen in her hand.

With a    "pat", the pen fell to the ground, he bent over to pick it up, and laughed: "Just bet on the opponent's life."

   "Okay." Su Ming'an said.

   Consternation flashed in Sevia's eyes, as if she didn't expect Su Ming'an to agree so simply.

   "First of all, it's not a reward for the winner, it's a punishment for the loser." He said: "As long as the correct outcome is not predicted, you must accept this penalty. In other words...you can only escape the penalty if the prediction is correct."

   "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 then he wrote down his prediction.

   Just moments after they put down the pen.

The man in red cloth 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 through the opponent's palm, stabbed into the opponent's heart, and pierced through the opponent's body.

   One neck, one heart.

   The blood on both sides sputtered out, dyed on the bright red sand, like a fountain.

   Amid the cheers and screams of the audience, they both collapsed and lost their lives.

  Yamadacho looked at this scene blankly, watching this situation where there was no winner.

…how so.

   Watching Sevia and Su Mingan decide each other's life and death in a few words, he also made a prediction in his heart, what he predicted was that the blue cloth man would win.

  … But he never thought that this would end up being the result.

   He thought it was a game of pure chance, with either the red team winning or the blue team winning.

   But he understands now,

   This game seems not so simple.

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

   On the paper, "To Die Together" is written impressively.

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

  Su Ming'an's hand was on the paper and did not move.

   "What's the matter?" Sevia smiled: "...You can't guess wrong?"

  Su Ming'an's hand still didn't move.

   "It's okay." Sevia said, "Even if you lose, I won't kill you. I invite you to do this game, just to make you understand..."

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

   Sevia's eyes changed slightly.

   "As early as just now, you have said the rule of 'the loser receives punishment'." Su Mingan looked at him: "In other words, you mean, 'There will be absolutely no punishment if the prediction is correct'.

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

  ‘The losers all lose, and the winners are not punished. ’

   Therefore, you should have arranged the end of these two gladiators from the beginning - there is no chance of your guess being wrong, and this will make you invincible. "

   He said, slowly removing his palm:

   "And you have arranged this game like this, it is absolutely impossible to be satisfied that you are the only one who wins.

  You must want to achieve the ending that makes me lose on the basis of 'you win'.

  So - you definitely don't make the outcome over luck, bet I guess either red or blue.

   You must… freeze an outcome where luck doesn’t work to achieve a situation I can’t guess.

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

   His hand covering his paper was completely withdrawn.

On the    paper, there is a line of predictions that is exactly the same as Sevia:

  【To perish together】.

  …

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

   "Since you already thought that I can't lose, why did you agree to the game invitation?" he said.

"Because I understand that the purpose of your invitation to participate in this small game is to make me understand that I am in your dominion now, so everything I see now...including the two people fighting offstage, are It's under your control." Su Ming'an looked at him: "You want to hint me in this way and let me be honest, right?"

   Sevia did not deny it.

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

   "...Sevia, listen up—even in a place like this, you're not a **** in control."

   (end of this chapter)