Thriller Paradise Chapter 1082: Guess the numbers showdown (medium)

When the organizer was sipping his wonderful drink upstairs, the guests on the first floor had already gone to the "desk" to pick up the printed rules and start reading.

Feng Bujue... is no exception.

Although he is quite familiar with the rules and gameplay of guessing numbers, he is also very clear about the meaning of "six digits, ten digits, repeatable", but as a more thoughtful and cautious person, and a reader addict, He still read the rules with great interest.

Guo Ge is a person with a glance and ten lines, and has superb memory and understanding. His trained mind is undoubtedly very suitable for this kind of game duel.

Soon, he understood this rule thoroughly... and began to formulate a strategy in his mind.

"Well...If Xiaoling or Ouyang Jian came to play this game, I guess the advantage would be even greater..." Feng Bujue stood there and said in his heart, "Both of them are more skilled in mathematics. The type who knows how to use, and has excellent memory; even if they are against me, their winning side is more than 70%..."

Jue Ge’s ability in mathematics is actually quite average.

If he is willing to think hard... the formula for guessing numbers under the standard rules is indeed conceivable, but when playing this before, he never considered the past formulas, because he thinks this game uses reasoning The mental training effect can only be achieved by thinking and solving. If you use formulas to guess... it is not "reasoning", but pure "calculation".

But right now, under the premise of "winning or losing", the situation is different. There is no doubt...in this game, those who master the "formula" will be very advantageous.

It’s just...it’s not an easy task to come up with the best guessing formula under this "six digits, ten digits, repeatable" rule.

It’s not that the formula itself is difficult. In terms of the mathematics level of most highly educated people, as long as they see the correct formula, even if they can’t understand it. At least I know how to use it.

However... it would be difficult for them to "list out" this formula out of thin air.

It's like many of us have learned advanced mathematics, but few people can apply it to life (at the right time); it's like many of us have studied English for n years and how much they have tested How many certificates. But when watching an English movie without watching the subtitles, it still feels difficult, and it is also difficult to actually communicate with people from English-speaking countries...

Perhaps, in school days. When we are learning and contacting this aspect of knowledge, we take this "guessing number" problem as a topic, and someone can solve it-it's hard to say how much time it takes.

Alternatively, people with considerable mathematical attainments can think of the optimal solution when facing this problem.

Unfortunately...Among the guests present, it may be difficult to find out who meets these two conditions.

This point. When the organizer’s subordinates were collecting information about these people, they had naturally checked and confirmed it.

Because the content of the game is thought up by the organizer himself and has already been decided, so his subordinates will definitely avoid asking someone who "will have a huge advantage in a certain game" on board .

It's like-if the organizer comes up with a game based on Go, when his subordinates determine the guest list, it is naturally impossible to invite people who have a background of professional chess players.

But... I have to say it again. With hundreds of guests, after all... there will be fish that slip through the net.

Of course, this kind of brother Jue is definitely not counted; the reason why he can pretend to be Jiang Daode is not only relying on the black box operation of "gambling Huang Zhai". It is also because Woody used the ability similar to "hypnosis" to help; otherwise, it is impossible for him to impersonate a character like Jiang Daode who has been in newspapers and magazines for many times.

However. Among other guests, there are still one or two "fish that slip through the net" in the true sense.

And how did these people appear on the guest list? In fact, the reason is not complicated...

When the organizer’s subordinates are investigating a person’s background, they must be looking at information; for example, "has been a soldier", it can be inferred from this that this person can at least shoot and drive; another example is "graduated from a conservatory of music." , Then it can be basically concluded that this person has much more knowledge in music than the average person.

The above are general conditions; however, things that are not in the "data" are not easy to infer...

Take Go as an example: Suppose there is a guest whose personal file has never recorded a formal study of Go, nor has he ever taken an amateur grade test. He has not participated in any related competitions or any team records; however, he learned Go through other methods. For example, self-study by reading books, self-training on the Internet, looking for a reclusive master to apprentice, or being upper-body by ghosts...Similar to this situation, the organizer's subordinates will naturally not be able to find out.

Today. There is a person who is quite good at mathematics on this ship, and everyone including the organizer...don't know this.

"Fortunately...this round of the game has a total of 64 people on the pass list." Feng Bujue quickly drew up several strategies in his mind, and then began to run a small run. It is possible to say that a few of these two hundred people can come up with the best guessing formula in a short period of time; but if it is said that more than sixty people can do it... it would be outrageous. ……This is not a game that must be won if you master the formula. Psychological games, gambling skills, luck... are also very important, and in these points..."

When Brother Jue thought of this, he involuntarily showed an evil smile under the mask, and said in secret: "These fishes are just a bunch of cash machines..."

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Ten minutes, hurried past.

So far, most of the guests have read the rules.

It's not a long story at first, and most people can read it in a few minutes.

However, no one will fight...

Everyone stood still, no one dared to communicate with others, and no one invited others to a duel.

Obviously... they are all "waiting and watching". Everyone wants others to act as guinea pigs first, while they stand aside and accumulate "experience" by observing other people's duels.

"Heh...similar to the scenes of those games in the past..." The organizer, who was sitting at a high place, had already drunk half a cup of "Red wine boiled sweet noodle sauce with wasabi", and the people below couldn’t listen to it. The arriving voice murmured softly.

"Master." The big man in suit a (the one who brought the drink just now) took a few steps forward and bent down. To the organizer, "Would you like to... let the subordinates go down and put pressure on them..."

"No need." The organizer replied, "I just want to see. It will be long before anyone notices the value of'time' in this game..." He paused. "Oh, yes..." he said, raising his neck and drank the remaining drink in the glass, and then said, "Go and get me a cup of'yellow peach jam with duck mousse and mashed potatoes'. , Be warm, do it thinly... Also, remember to plug in a small umbrella this time."

"Uh..." Although the man in a suit is used to preparing all kinds of exotic food for "Young Master". But every time he hears a similar weird combination, he still can't help but froze for a while.

"Okay... the subordinates are going to prepare!" Two seconds later, he responded, took the empty cup handed over by the organizer, and left with the tray.

On the other hand, the first floor...

At this time, the atmosphere in the main hall has become more and more tense.

Although everyone is trying their best to pretend to be "quite natural", in fact, they are all anxiously waiting...waiting for someone to break the impasse.

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"Damn...No one wants to go first..."

"Everyone is old and cunning..."

"Everyone is good, go to the duel. Don't challenge me anyway... I don't want to be the first."

"Cut... I'm so uncomfortable, I really want to take off the mask, but if I see my face on this occasion..."

"I really want to drink saliva. But if you accidentally do something noticeable at this time, you may be caught up..."

"Come on, anyone, whatever, even if someone breaks a plate...make some movement and break this uncomfortable atmosphere!"

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At this moment of extreme depression.

Boom——

The door in the passage on the first floor was pushed open, and a man in a suit and sunglasses ran in panting.

Because of the rush, he did not notice the difference in the atmosphere in the main hall for a while; after entering the door, he quickly found Brother Jue from the crowd (after all, Feng Bujue is the only casually dressed male guest , It's not hard to find). And walked quickly towards it.

"Sir." When he was about to come to Brother Jue, the man in suit and sunglasses already reached out and took something out of his pocket. "This is the bendable straw you want." After that, he took out a whole package of unopened straws. Passed it to Brother Jue, "How much do you need, please take it yourself."

"He..." Brother Jue smiled at him, "You...I want them all."

After speaking, he took the whole bag of straws directly from the opponent.

Although the man in the suit and sunglasses hesitated for a while, he didn't stop him because the straw was originally not a valuable or important thing.

"Okay, thank you, brother." Feng Bujue took the bag of straws and politely thanked him. Then, he opened the seal of the package and took one out of it.

These straws are of the better (expensive) kind at first glance. After opening the outer packaging, each of them has a separate paper package.

Feng Bujue put the remaining whole bag of straws into his jacket pocket and unpacked the paper package in his hand. Then... he walked to the side of a round table with champagne and took it. I took a cup and inserted the straw into it.

During this whole process... the whole audience was watching him, even if some people pretended not to watch, their attention was still on him.

"So...who would be better to start with." A few seconds later, Feng Bujue lifted the champagne to a place where he was in line with his sight, then...toasted the glass.

At this moment, the expressions of some people in the crowd suddenly changed...Obviously, this group of people immediately noticed what Brother Jue was going to do.

"Hmm...here..." Feng Bujue watched the bent straw float a few times in the champagne glass, and finally leaned against the glass wall to hang to one side.

The next second, he looked in the direction "pointed" by the straw...and stopped his gaze on the person who was standing in that straight line and was closest to him.

It's also a coincidence that that person... is the pudgy man wearing a Peking Opera mask who spoke to the organizer before.

"Okay, the decision is up to you." Feng Bujue chanted casually, shaking his arm and pointing at the man.

"You...what are you going to do?" The short fat man was taken aback at the time and couldn't help taking a half step back.

"What are you doing?" Feng Bujue repeated the other party's question, and then responded with a smile, "Oh... I am of course here to challenge you-guess the number duel."

"You...you kid..." The short fat man recovered his senses and became a little annoyed. "Using such a random method to decide..."

"Unlucky for you." Feng Bujue interrupted him, and continued, "Okay, don't be fussy, you should not meet the condition of'have already played two games', right? So you can't Reject my challenge." He raised his hand and gestured to a "desk" beside him, "Come on, don't waste time."

"Huh..." Two seconds later, the short fat man snorted coldly. Then, he raised his hand to adjust the collar of his evening gown, then raised his head, and walked on what he thought was "dignified and steady", and came to the cart that Brother Jue was referring to.

"I hope you won't regret this hasty decision." He looked at Feng Bujue and said in a rather loud voice.

This sentence is not only for Brother Jue, but also for everyone around him and the organizer.

The pudgy man also knows very well...At this moment, he and the man in the crow mask in front of him~IndoMTL.com~ have become the focus of the audience. Their duel process and results are likely to affect the entire next game.

"Oh oh..." Feng Bujue responded perfunctorily to the short and fat man's verbal intimidation, and continued, "This gentleman, in view of the more communication we have to do next, I don't know... how to What do you call you?"

"Whatever you want." The chunky man replied angrily.

"Are you sure? Dumbled beast." Feng Bujue's next sentence immediately made the other party change his mind.

"What do you call me?" I don't know why. At this time, the short and fat man's mind once again flashed the sentence "The decision is you" not long ago...

"Don't like to listen? I'll do whatever I want? I'm stuck." Feng Bujue said again.

When he said this, there were already a few people in the crowd who couldn't help but laugh, but they all chuckled and didn't make a sound...After all, they didn't want to attract attention.

"It's alright..." The short fat man compromised before Jue Ge called out the names of the other elves, "Just call me'Mr. Jing'." (To be continued.)