Chapter 62 A Fatal Question?

"Walk out openly..." Qi Xia looked thoughtful, wondering what he was thinking.

"I've already allocated it, it's your turn." The human pig pushed both bowls forward, "Choose, choose the one who survives between you and me."

Ringo and Lao Lu frowned when they saw this scene.

The human pig shuffled all the chess pieces evenly, and each bowl had half black and half white.

Everything that follows really depends on "luck".

Qi Xia didn't move at all, he tilted his ear, as if he wanted to use hearing to judge the color of the chess piece.

After a while, Qi Xia said, "Human pig, help me choose."

"What..." The human pig was stunned, "What did you say?"

"I said you help me choose." Qi Xia said seriously, "Help me choose two, and I'll choose one from them."

"Qi Xia, this is a "gamble on life", don't you plan to control your own destiny?"

"It doesn't matter. "Qi Xia didn't seem to care, "You said you wanted to participate in the "betting your life" to make you feel that you have "lived", but think about it carefully, I was the one playing this game from beginning to end, and you didn't participate."

The pig man was silent, and it was indeed the case.

"So I give you the opportunity to "participate in it." Qi Xia pointed to the bowl in front of him, "This game is a game between you and me, so I really want to know what you will choose."

The pig man reached out and slowly stroked his chin.

There were pig hairs that were not cleaned up on his chin, so he stroked the pig hairs like stroking his beard, looking strangely wise.

He thought for a long time, but he couldn't guess Qi Xia's motives.

This was originally a game with a 50% chance of winning or losing, but if Qi Xia chose the chess pieces himself, the result would become more unpredictable.

In such a tense "betting his life" moment, the man in front of him left his life and death to the enemy to decide...

Did he give up? Or was he being clever?

"Don't hesitate, human pig, it's easier for me to choose after you've chosen, isn't it?" Qi Xia said.

"I've chosen... it's easier for you to choose?"

After a while, the human pig finally nodded: "I understand, then let me take you on your way."

Qi Xia nodded and stopped talking.

The human pig reached out to the bowl on the table and decisively picked up two white pieces.

For Qi Xia, these two white pieces were tickets to hell. No matter how he asked in the end, white could not turn into black.

When he was about to hand the two white pieces to Qi Xia, something suddenly flashed through his mind.

The human pig suddenly raised his head and thought to himself: "Wait a minute... that's not right."

Didn't Qi Xia expect that he would choose two white pieces for him?

This is a "bet", a game where the other party will die if he wins, why would he let himself choose with full confidence?

"Ah..." The human pig suddenly realized and slowly retracted his hand, "He is cheating..."

What do you mean "it's easier for me to choose after you've chosen"?

The pig's thoughts suddenly became clear.

Once the two white pieces were handed over to Qi Xia, Qi Xia would immediately regret it. He would put the two white pieces aside and then choose chess pieces from the remaining bowls again.

This small move would break the balance in the bowl, leaving 48 white pieces and 50 black pieces.

Qi Xia's chance of winning was directly increased.

After all, Qi Xia was not a "zodiac sign", and what he said in the game was not a "rule", but just his own suggestion.

Since it was not a "rule", Qi Xia himself did not need to abide by it.

So "regret" was very likely.

"You are really good at calculating..." The pig was afraid in his heart. He almost fell into Qi Xia's trap. He thought for a while and took out two more black pieces.

But at this time he hesitated again.

It would be more dangerous to hand the two black pieces directly to the other party.

If the other party predicted his prediction, wouldn't he win directly?

The pigman lowered his head and looked at the chess pieces in his hand. There were two white pieces in his left hand and two black pieces in his right hand.

He found that no matter which choice he made, it would actually increase Qi Xia's chances of winning. The situation was a bit outrageous.

Did Qi Xia calculate all this in advance?

"Should I give him two white pieces...?" He narrowed his eyes and thought about it again. At least the white pieces would slightly increase Qi Xia's chances of winning, but the black pieces would greatly increase it...

No, that's not right.

The pigman shook his head again.

Two black and two white are not good. After all, he didn't know what Qi Xia's strategy would be.

The pigman could only be forced to adjust his strategy, abandon the two black and two white tactics, and hold one black and one white in his hand.

He had only one thought at this time-since he couldn't reduce the opponent's chances of winning, he would keep it as it was.

Let everything return to the state of half, which should be more difficult for Qi Xia.

"Yes... That's it..." The pigman nodded and put one black and one white in Qi Xia's hand.

"Qi Xia, I've chosen it." The pig-man said, "This fatal question is back in your hands again."

"Fatal question..." Qi Xia touched the two chess pieces in his hand, his face was quite complicated.

The pig-man finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least at this stage, he had made the best choice.

For Qi Xia, the situation of one black and one white should be the most difficult to deal with. He had to pick one of them to ask the two people about the color of the chess pieces.

He neither knew the color of the chess piece he picked out nor whether the person he asked would tell the truth or lie.

Under this double fog, Qi Xia's chance of winning will be infinitely reduced.

Lao Lu and Lin Ju shed cold sweat when they saw one black and one white in Qi Xia's hands.

These two people are not stupid, and they naturally understand the stakes.

It seems that all Qi Xia's early strategies have failed and everything has returned to the starting point.

Now the chess pieces are still one black and one white, and the two people are still one true and one false.

If you don't have strong "luck", how can you survive?

Lao Lu pursed his lips and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His hands were so tense that they were cold.

"Qixia, who do you want to ask?" Renzhu asked.

Qi Xia turned and rushed in the direction of Lao Lu, then turned and rushed towards Lin Yu, thinking with a heavy face.

Who is telling the truth?

After about thirty seconds, Qi Xia made a choice: "I choose Ringo..."

Ringo trembled after hearing this, as if he was frightened.

"Okay." The human pig turned his head and waved to Ringo, "Come on, little girl, remember the rules. You can only answer "black" or "white". If you dare to say anything else, or give any The implication is that you will be killed directly. "

Ringo nodded palely.

The human pig turned back to Qi Xia: "Let's start, Qi Xia, you only have one chance to ask. Whether you can save your life depends on your asking."