Chapter 47: Why Games Exist

Talking and laughing for a while.

I was stunned again...

After being stunned for half a minute, he slapped Cheng Weicai's chest: "You didn't say it earlier! Count it quickly!!!"

Teacher Cheng almost cracked his chest, "Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!..."

Talking and laughing, he quickly rubbed his chest: "Old man, you are too slapdash, and I didn't try too hard... Are you serious about what you said just now? Can you really figure it out?"

Teacher Cheng shook his head and waved his hands: "Cough, cough, cough..."

"What do you mean?" Tan Xiao stared, "No? Didn't you just say you can! Hey! Can you count or not? Let me tell you!"

Teacher Cheng clutched his chest: "I can't..."

Talking and laughing: "Then you were farting just now?!"

"I mean theoretically..." Mr. Cheng panted, trying to explain, "Theoretically, knowing the initial position and the angle of the launch, one can calculate the landing point."

Tan Xiao held his shoulders and shook: "Then you should do the math quickly!!!"

Teacher Cheng was dizzy: "I... I teach Chinese..."

"Don't care about teaching or anything, you are a teacher anyway! You must have learned mathematics!" Talking and laughing anxiously, "I never passed elementary school mathematics! You are better than me, right?! Ah?!"

Cheng Weicai was nearly deafened by his nagging, and was in terribly painful pain, but after turning the words around in his ears, he felt some truth.

In the current situation, no matter what method has to be tried, maybe this is a chance.

Teacher Cheng tried his best to stabilize his mind, and took a deep breath, "When people are against the sky, there is no limit to the road, let it go, let me try it today! Xiao Tan, help me out!"

Tan Xiao slid out of the shell, bent down to help Cheng Weicai out of it.

The frog didn't eat the worms, so it stayed for a while and then left. At this time, the cave was dark and silent, and at a glance, there were only densely packed snails.

Trembling, Teacher Cheng took out a pen from his pocket, and without opening it, he directly used the tip of the cap to write, draw, and formulate on the mud-stained shell.

Others also came out of the snails one after another.

Probably because they heard Tan Xiao and Cheng Weicai's dispute just now, everyone looked at them with expectation and suspicion.

"Can you really figure it out?" the monkey asked.

"Whether you can figure it out or not, you have to figure it out before you know!" Tan Xiao raised his chin proudly, as if he felt that Cheng Wei was his "brother", so his tone was inexplicably proud.

Everyone didn't speak, and all looked at Teacher Cheng's back with only a half-knowledge.

They can't help with that.

Shen Mo looked at Bai Youwei thoughtfully.

——She was looking at Brother Hui and the monkey.

As if sensing his gaze, Bai Youwei turned her head slightly, and then looked at him innocently and puzzled.

Shen Mo withdrew his gaze, wondering if he had misunderstood...

Soon it was the seventh round, and there were no dead people in two consecutive rounds, and Jin Qiu's tone became lazy——

"The current game has failed, and there are 8 surviving players. Now we are entering the seventh round of 'Frog's Golden Ball'. Please prepare yourself (yawn)... Hey, the frogs need to work harder."

It said this and started counting down: "59, 58, 57..."

Bai Youwei climbed into the snail leisurely.

Shen Mo stayed outside, looking at the golden ball with dark eyes, wondering what the purpose of this game was, or what was its significance?

If you want to kill someone, just kill him directly, why bother to come up with such fancy tricks? Even if the end really comes, aliens come, the earth is invaded, everything is fine, there must be a reason, right?

Why do doll games exist?