Chapter 252

The Strange Competition is not essentially a very difficult thing.

Its opponents have an upper limit of only elite level, and the decryption difficulty is not great.

This place itself is the Dragon Gate for small fry.

Humans who can come here, logically speaking, shouldn't be too strong either.

Suddenly hearing this question raised by Wen Xishu made the host's brain lag a bit.

Then he smiled:

"Theoretically feasible, but it won't be like that. The Demon King is very powerful. Hahahaha, but I like this sense of humor very much."

"In an asymmetric confrontation, the Brave's ability is very weak. You must gather all the Braves and work together to defeat the Demon King."

"One Brave fighting a group of Demon Kings? Impossible."

"Of course, the Demon King is also very challenging, and if the Demon King wins... there won't be any advantage. To get points, it still has to be the Brave."

"Defeating the Demon King, or surviving under the Demon King... both have high points that can be shared equally. The former will be very, very much."

"Finally, the qualification ranking will also be judged based on points, thereby further deciding the awards obtained."

Wen Xishu nodded. He couldn't control things related to probability. Although the Dice of Distortion also had the ability to determine probability, this time he didn't roll that kind of point.

Wen Xishu said:

"Okay, then how many rounds do we need in total?"

The host smiled:

"We will finally decide on ten lucky ones who survive to the end. If the number is lower than ten, the competition will reach the final round."

Wen Xishu understood. As long as the survivors are controlled within ten, for example—only leaving himself and Old Zheng, then the competition can end early.

It's a very good setting.

If there were endless challenge items later, it would also make Wen Xishu feel troublesome.

He no longer talked much with the host, but went to other places with Zheng Zai to observe this area, while waiting for people from other areas to walk out of the second round of the competition.

"Little brother... you really think about challenging multiple Demon Kings as a Brave?" Zheng Zai heard it.

Wen Xishu nodded first and then shook his head:

"That's the plan, but the other party shouldn't be able to do it. I don't know the intention of this person for the time being, but if next, we are not divided into Demon Kings, but become Braves..."

"Then it means that the official attitude of the Strange Competition has a certain malice toward us humans."

Zheng Zai didn't understand: "I don't understand."

Wen Xishu said:

"The host explaining the rules actually has a bias. He mentioned the Demon King and the Brave, but in his words, he tended to let us play the Brave."

Zheng Zai said:

"The Brave has more points. Little brother, you also intend to play the Brave, don't you?"

Wen Xishu said:

"Yes, I do intend to play someone who can get high points, but Old Zheng, his bias is setting us up."

"Look at the second round, a group of rare species faced the elite species big tree, but because of cowardice, they were finally divided..."

"The Brave must work together to defeat the Demon King. When facing the big tree they could have defeated, they couldn't work together. Do you expect them to work together when facing a Demon King that is hard to defeat?"

"Did you notice what the host said? The game has two judgments: surviving from the Demon King's hands, that is to say, before the time ends, not killing the Demon King, just ensuring one's own survival also counts as winning."

"And, killing the Demon King will get excess points—shared equally. The point I'm making is shared equally."

Wen Xishu smiled and looked at Zheng Zai. He directly threw out the conclusion:

"If it weren't for me, then the key to victory in the third round would be to compare luck. Whoever draws the Demon King wins."

Zheng Zai figured it out. It really is. There is an old saying: don't worry about scarcity, worry about inequality.

Equal sharing seems not unequal, but in the game, equal sharing is often actually unequal.

You get the MVP, you are 28-0-0, your teammates are 0-28-0, you are always carrying, your teammates are always feeding.

Finally you win. Except for the settlement interface showing you are carrying and outputting tons of damage, turning the tide... but finally, the points you get are the same.

Do you think it's equal?

Dozens of Braves, everyone doing their best, never lying flat, facing the Demon King all selflessly dedicating... is it possible?

Zheng Zai suddenly felt very scary.

Drawing the Brave is too miserable.

But Wen Xishu patted Zheng Zai on the shoulder:

"Don't be afraid, we will win."

Time passed slowly, until five hours later, when more than thirty people from the second competition zone came out.

Another hour passed, and in the fourth competition zone, about a hundred people appeared.

Then half an hour passed, and in the third competition zone, there were actually about three hundred people.

After waiting for a short half-day, Wen Xishu and Zheng Zai were finally about to face the third round.

The lounge finally became lively again.

The host's excited voice appeared once again:

"Congratulations to everyone. Some of you have already obtained a lot of points in the previous round, and you are already very close to becoming the lucky ones of the Strange Competition."

"Next, you are about to start drawing lots. The way of drawing lots is the same as when you draw cards."

"I wish everyone can become a Brave who breaks through thorns, and after defeating the Demon King, stand on the stage of becoming the strong and accept the merits."

"The third round of the competition is called Brave vs. Demon King."

Wen Xishu and Zheng Zai had actually heard the rules, but clearly, in order to keep 'humans' from appearing on the stage again, the host made small changes to the rules.

All survivors will be unified into one competition zone.

That is to say, a total of four hundred and fifty people will participate in 'Brave vs. Demon King' together.

The larger the base, the greater the possibility of rare probability events occurring.

Wen Xishu didn't draw lots immediately, but drew cards first.

This time, he still retained the God Card that could exempt teammates from negative attributes, and the remaining five card slots, Wen Xishu all replaced with God Cards of the combat and slaughter type.

This also made Wen Xishu's point consumption quite large. He finally had 240,000 points left.

It was mainly because Wen Xishu had basically seen all card types, so he didn't continue to waste cards.

Zheng Zai really wanted to ask about Wen Xishu's six-god-outfit configuration, but Wen Xishu just smiled and said:

"Confidential, but you can rest assured, my card slots are all good cards."

"Unlike you, I have seen all the cards and know how to match them to maximize benefits."

"But you, basically, it's hard to even get a ten-consecutive draw, so just use whatever you have, don't pick."

This is the confidence of five hundred and thirty thousand. Zheng Zai was convinced.

His luck in this round wasn't bad either. With more than a thousand points, Zheng Zai directly went all-in twice on the 648-point orange card pool.

No God Card, but he drew one excellent card and one magic energy card.

【Card Name: Death Scarecrow.】

【Level: Magic Energy.】

【Effect: The next three fatal damages will leave a scarecrow with the same attributes as you on the spot, while you yourself are transferred to a relatively safe space and receive a certain degree of healing.】

【Card Name: Vajra】

【Level: Excellent.】

【Effect: Your overall defensive ability will be greatly improved.】

As of now, Zheng Zai's card pool has the following cards.

Magic Energy Card: Malicious Random, Death Scarecrow.

Excellent Card: Vajra.

Order Card: Aid of Qi and Blood, Aid of Speed.

Chaos Card: Silent Marathon, Good and Evil Have Rewards.

Zheng Zai finally discarded that Good and Evil Have Rewards card, and the cards in the six card pools were all loaded.

Without a doubt...

His attributes were not bad; defense, qi and blood, speed, all were okay, and he had three death exemptions and the ability to randomly transfer hatred.

But with such a configuration, there was no chance of winning against the Demon King.

After the card-drawing session, Zheng Zai and Wen Xishu started drawing lots.

Without any suspense, they were Braves.

It is worth mentioning that Braves have shortcomings and advantages.

Wen Xishu's Brave was called the Sword Brave, abbreviated as Sword Brave.

And Zheng Zai's Brave was called the Shield Brave, abbreviated as Shield Brave.

Sword Brave's advantage: fast attack speed, holding a sword unlocks certain sword technique skills, using a sword to attack has a fifteen percent chance to trigger consecutive slashes.

Sword Brave's shortcoming is described as follows:

"You are a taciturn swordsman. People hate that every time you open your mouth, it's obscure language like 'Hasagi' that they can't understand. Over time, no one wants to communicate with you."

"Language expression ability -4. Word-meaning-not-conveying effect +3. Language-emotion-mobilizing ability -2."

Wen Xishu was happy when he saw this.

Fortunately, at this moment, the game hadn't started yet.

Wen Xishu said:

"Not only did they give us the Brave, but they also got rid of my biggest mouth-escape advantage... The malice toward humans is really great."

"I don't quite believe this is a coincidence. I feel... we are being targeted, Old Zheng."

Zheng Zai didn't feel good either. If Wen's language ability was weakened... then how to command others?

How can everyone be united?

Zheng Zai's shortcoming was called "Aggressive Appearance".

Simply put, his Shield Brave would naturally make teammates distrust him because his appearance was too fierce.

Wen Xishu thought it was amazing.

One not trusted, one without eloquence, with these shortcomings, still want seamless cooperation?

Not even acting anymore, really just aiming to kill people?

"After entering the game, my expression might be a bit difficult. In short, Old Zheng, follow me, just kill all the way."

"In the first two games, I still wanted to use my brain, but now it's not needed. I just want to stretch my muscles."

Zheng Zai nodded hard:

"I listen to you!"

The two's thoughts were soon interrupted. Because bad news came.

All the warriors were ashen-faced.

Because among the four hundred and fifty people... there were actually twenty-three Demon Kings.

In other words, even the minimum configuration of thirty warriors against one Demon King could not be achieved.

And the difficulty of thirty warriors cooperating tacitly was already very exaggerated.

Let alone four hundred Braves cooperating tacitly.

For a time, the morale of the Brave camp dropped to freezing point.

At this time, a rare species that retained human contours but was covered in sharp thorns sighed:

"Mom and Dad... and big brother, they died for me. I thought I must live, even if I eat the flesh and blood of my own kind, I must live."

"In that cruel end times, I must constantly eat people, eat people! Become a person above people!"

"But I can't do it. I never attacked them, just hid, thinking of eating some corpses. I kept gnawing on rotten meat all the way and evolved into a rare species."

"I also received an invitation and had a chance to leap over the dragon gate. I didn't expect... this would actually be a death invitation."

It muttered to itself there.

But because Wen Xishu at this time had a special God Card blessing, his five senses were very powerful.

Wen Xishu didn't really care about these cannon fodder small fry.

The world is like this; the strong devour the weak. No matter how miserable the weak were in the past, without that luck, there is no way.

But he suddenly felt it was a bit interesting.

"No... I must live, I must live! Think carefully, I must still have a way!"

"I can see the rules of the previous round, so in this round, I must also be able to survive by using my brain!"

"To kill the Demon King... this option with the highest score is unlikely. But the host said, just survive!"

"Also, must find a way to make the Demon King and the Demon King have contradictions."

"The host said, the final survivors are ten people..."

"But there are twenty-three Demon Kings."

"As long as the Demon King can be made to realize that the real enemy is not the Brave, but other Demon Kings..."

"Then, as a Brave, it is possible to survive."

Wen Xishu was slightly surprised. He actually thought of this when he heard the number of Demon Kings.

But his 'eloquence' was greatly weakened, and it was very likely that after the game started, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

And he really didn't expect that there would be someone who could think of this layer like him.

Wen Xishu began to carefully look at this rare species.

Zheng Zai followed Wen Xishu's gaze and found that the other party was just an ordinary rare species.

Covered in rock-gray thorns, it looked like the statue in the second round.

In fact, in the second round, this rare species was exactly playing the statue, so it could slowly observe the rules.

"Little brother, is there anything special about this guy? It caught your attention." Zheng Zai asked.

Wen Xishu said:

"Old Zheng, if after the game starts, you meet this guy, you be my mouth-piece, ask this guy's name for me, I want him to live."

Zheng Zai was a bit surprised:

"Is he very special?"

Wen Xishu smiled:

"People with brains are always worth cultivating. This Strange Competition is a stage for small fry to leap over the dragon gate."

"But it is also possible that it is a place where some strong people screen talents. If I meet a talent, I don't mind intercepting."

Zheng Zai was interested in someone who could be said so by Wen Xishu.

"He thought of a correct entry point to survive, very good. Rare species and elite species, distance from leader level, master level, besides the gap in strength, there is also the brain."

"I am very optimistic about this guy."

Zheng Zai asked:

"So... little brother, you heard his way of dealing with those Demon Kings? You intend to take this round by wisdom?"

Wen Xishu shook his head very seriously:

"No, I said, in this round I want to slaughter. I need to give the host a little shock so that he can tell the secrets behind the scenes."

"I intend to clear the level violently, not following the mechanism. The first two rounds could actually be done, but I wanted to try clearing the level with skills."

"But I'm tired of playing. Everyone is living hard, I should also be hard, shouldn't I?"

(End of chapter)