Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1769: You have to throw away when comparing goods

"Are you stupid?"

Hina's loud voice was the first to break the silence again, and said to the man with short black hair: "Why did you say it? Aren't everyone going to be wary of you now? I definitely won't believe what you say anyway. ”

The man with short black hair obviously realized the mistake he had made. He stammered "No" several times with an ugly face, as if he wanted to regret it, but could not come up with any good explanation; he finally slammed his head on the sofa. Instead, he asked the people who were staring at him: "That's it? I have no experience, and I have never entered a dungeon... If I say a word, everything is over? Then, what should I do now? I can't get it. What will happen to the person who is enough of a megaphone in the end? I forgot..."

Everyone looked at each other. "I don't remember either," Guan Nan whispered; Doctor Chen also shook his head and said, "I have no memory."

"I feel like it's not mentioned in the rules at all." Duckling recalled with a frown.

"It's true," Lin Sanjiu said in a deep voice, "I paid special attention when listening. The rules only said that the person who got four microphones can pass the level successfully, but it didn't say what would happen to the loser. ”

This is the truth; but the reason why she chose to tell the truth at this time was because of her selfish motives.

The rules introduction says that when you prove your honesty - from another perspective, that is, when people think you are telling the truth - your credibility will increase.

What the introduction did not say is how big an "event" is needed to increase credibility; what Lin Sanjiu is doing now is a "test" to enhance credibility.

Seeing everyone nodding and acknowledging the fact that "the rules do not say what will happen to the loser", Lin Sanjiu looked at the small white number in the upper right corner of her field of vision that represented credibility - as if sensing her expectations, the number moved .

"It's gone up," Teacher Yi's surprise didn't last half a second before he lost his temper, "Why did it go up by 0.058?"

After all, it has to be divided by 12.

Lin Sanjiu frowned and did the math in her mind - it was mentioned in the introduction to the rules that when she makes a person trust her, the minimum unit should be 0.1; if a person's trust in her is lower than 0.1, It won’t be calculated. If you multiply 12 back, it means that the sentence just made only seven people agree that it is true, and it generated a minimum level of trust.

"At least we know that the trust value a person can generate with a truthful statement is 0.1," she said to Teacher Yi, "I'll try it again to see if this theory is correct."

While everyone was still discussing the rules, she thought about it and added: "This scene is not mine."

"Isn't this natural?" Haina seemed to be the kind of person who poured out whatever was on her mind. The look on her face when she looked at Lin Sanjiu clearly suggested that the latter was not very smart. "He - what is your name? Wan Volt? What a weird name. In short, Wan Volt said it himself, this is his scene."

Lin Sanjiu didn't pay attention to what she said, and almost missed the name of the short-haired girl - because as expected, there was movement again in the upper right corner of her field of vision.

This time, 0.358 jumped twice: the first time, it jumped to 0.391. Before she could be happy, the number jumped again and became 0.291.

"Holy shit," Teacher Yi rarely cursed, "This means——"

Before she had time to calculate carefully, she heard the woman with a face that looked like makeup saying coldly to Henna: "You should think about it again. She said that this scene is not hers, and she told Wanvolt about this He chose the scene, but it has two different meanings."

Hina was stunned for a moment, and the confusion on her face "What are you talking about?" soon turned into a thin layer of anger. "Pay attention to your tone. If you want to speak, speak clearly."

Whether it is her height, body shape, or voice and temper, she is very intimidating; when those two arms are stretched out, it feels like she can break any adult man and throw him out of the window.

Even the somewhat aloof woman had to slow down and said: "Mao Nu said that her scene was not the current hotel. The probability of this being true is 12/13, but Wan Volt said that his The scenario is exactly this, and the probability of it being true is 1/13... Do you understand?"

Mao Nu is talking about her? Lin Sanjiu touched her eyebrows and thought to herself, this woman is not only clear-minded, but also good at naming. She is both a sounding board and a hairy girl, which is very appropriate.

Hina obviously still doesn't understand. But she seemed to hate the other party a little and didn't want to ask any more questions. She snorted and asked Wanvolt: "What is the 'answer' in your scene?"

"That's it," Wan Volt answered quickly and raised his hand to point. Everyone followed his hand and saw a large stack of newspapers placed against the wall of the reception area. Judging from the thickness, it was enough Twelve servings.

You know what Media is without even looking for it. Could this guy just be telling the truth?

"I think... he may be telling the truth."

I happened to think of a piece of duck down. She was not confident enough. Under the gaze of the woman who looked like she was wearing makeup, her voice became smaller and smaller: "If what he told was a lie, wouldn't the real owner of the scene know that he lied immediately? There would be deductions. The effect of 0.1 credibility... If other people only half-believe it, it will neither increase nor reduce his credibility... It will be 0.1 less in the first place. This, this, I think it is a big disadvantage. Of course, I just thought about it for a while, and maybe there are other possibilities..."

Lin Sanjiu pondered and sat down on the sofa.

Her second sentence "This scene is not mine", calculated from the numbers, only made four people believe her - one of them should be the woman who looked like she was born with makeup - she just added The credibility of 0.4 divided by 12, but because a person immediately distrusted her, she was deducted by 0.1.

Not half-believing, non-committal, hesitant... none of them are enough to detract from one's credibility; that person is very sure that what she told is a lie.

Why?

Is it because of duck down again? If Duckling immediately disbelieves her every time she says a word from now on, her credibility will probably be destroyed in less than three scenes - she needs to think about what to do.

"Yes, it's a waste of time." Teacher Yi concluded.

"No, at least my inference is correct..." Lin Sanjiu murmured in response, "A truth, or in other words, when they thought I told a truth, the trust value generated was 0.1. But This method is quite risky. If one person thinks that I am lying, it can offset the trust value of the whole group."

However, there may be a way to make up for the lost 0.1.

"This girl said that the chance of me telling the truth is 12/13, which is indeed the case." She raised her voice slightly and said, "I don't know if you believe Wan Volt, but I won't want it anyway. You won’t say anything weird if you pick up anything in this scene, and you are welcome to supervise me.”

This sentence increased her credibility by 0.025 - that is to say, three more people believed her. Her words themselves should not be so powerful. It should be the "12/13" probability question raised by the woman, which helped a lot.

At any rate, she is now at 0.316, which is an increase from the beginning, which is considered a good thing.

"I don't understand," Heina raised her hands and surrendered: "My mind is completely messed up and I don't know who is real and who is fake. Anyway, from now on, I will not believe anyone and I will be invincible. The ground."

"It's not that important now whether it's true or not. I'm going to take a look around," Dr. Chen calmed down gently, "Speaking of which, don't laugh at me. I haven't eaten anything since last night. , my blood sugar is low and I can’t stand being hungry."

"But, just in case..." Duckling immediately raised his head.

"Don't worry, I only touch things whose total number is less than 12." Dr. Chen said with a smile.

It shows that he is dubious about Wan Volt's statement; after all, there are at least 12 media in each scene... This should be used as a way to identify media, Lin Sanjiu made a mental note .

Haina shouted "I'm going too," and then Guan Nan and Wen Ya left with them. Four people were missing in one breath, and the reception area seemed a lot more relaxed. Everyone looked at each other, no one was getting close to anyone, but no one was moving away.

Lin Sanjiu thought about it carefully and understood. If you stay away from others for safety reasons in a non-home court scene, what should you do when you get to your home court? Then wouldn't it be too conspicuous to approach everyone so blatantly?

"Wait a minute," a young man who was speaking for the first time suddenly turned back and forth in his seat several times. He has a round head, a round face, a round nose, and round lips. He is honest and honest. It can be said that he was born with a face that is suitable for this game. Anyone who looks at it thinks that this man cannot lie - "Flowers, flowers, in the vase on the table, There are more than twelve flowers in total..."

"Did you just realize that?" The woman who looked like she was born with makeup sat down next to Lin Sanjiu, crossed her slender legs, and said very rudely: "I suspect that in order to drown out Media's sense of existence, every Every scene has more than one thing, and the number is more than 12."

"What else?" asked another man with a pointed chin. His facial features are gentle and delicate, and although the undulations and shape of his face vaguely resemble that of some kind of rat, for a man, his appearance is considered acceptable. "Did you find it?"

"You can see for yourself," she raised her chin towards the front desk at the far end of the lobby. "There must be twelve of those things in the big transparent bowl on the table, right?"

As expected, ordinary people after the apocalypse did not recognize those sepak takraw **** that were supposed to be used for decoration. After being reminded by her, everyone except Wan Volt got up and looked around - soon they discovered that there were more than twelve bottles of wine and more than twelve glasses in the decorated wine cabinet; There were hundreds of blank sheets of paper at the end; Dr. Chen and his team came out of the hotel restaurant, and they also brought almost unfortunate news: there was no food, and the total was less than twelve.

"Does eating it count as taking it with you?" Dr. Chen pointed to the bags of bread slices in the restaurant kitchen and asked with a sigh.

It's a pity that this is another rule that no one remembers.

"I said, Media is a newspaper," Wan Volt suddenly strode into the kitchen with a wave of anger, tore open the bag and said, "If you don't believe me, don't eat it. I'll eat it myself."

Everyone watched helplessly as he opened the refrigerator and found a large box of turkey fillets. His movements were not taboo at all, and they gradually gained a little more courage. Ironically, people who would choose to eat with him were not very likely to do so. Maybe he thought Wan Volt was telling the truth - he probably didn't expect this.

Perhaps human beings always involuntarily become loose and active when eating. Soon, people inside and outside the kitchen relaxed their vigilance towards the plates of food, and the chatter one after another became a buzzing background sound; Even the man with the primitive forehead and strong arms took the risk of opening a drink - and it seemed like nothing was wrong.

To gain the trust of others, sometimes it is not necessary to rely on words. Although the man seemed to be a muscular type who was not good at using his brain, he found a good entry point; soon, he, the round-faced man, and the rat-faced man started to exchange cups.

Now is a good time to find Duck Down to resolve the misunderstanding.

Everyone was busy with their own business, although their eyes were still wandering around the room, at least they were not as focused on others as they were just now; but Lin Sanjiu wandered around the lobby and restaurant, I didn't see the duck down for a while.

"Who are you looking for? Don't you want to eat?"

Lin Sanjiu knew who the speaker was without looking back. She turned her head, looked at the face covered with pink mist, and asked, "Don't you have something to eat too?"

"Yes. My name is Jiang Tian~IndoMTL.com~ She crossed her arms and said in a knowing tone: "What you said just now was actually an experiment on how to increase credibility. ? ”

She squinted at Lin Sanjiu - if there was any benefit to having that big hair on her face, it might have made Lin Sanjiu's expression less obvious - "Actually, I was doing the same thing just now. Things. I increased the credibility by 0.1, what about you?"

You may have discovered that the name Wanfu comes from the reader Shiwanvolt, and Jiangtian comes from the fact that **** is sweet... This kind of behavior is to cut it first and then play it later. If you don't agree, it's too late. The raw rice is cooked... ...Although it is fun when readers play the role of a sidekick, there will be a great psychological burden when killing the sidekick...

Reporting on the second day without shampoo: my hair felt so **** uncomfortable, a little sticky and greasy to the touch, as if it hadn’t been washed (probably it hadn’t been washed); but when I looked at it, I saw It doesn't come out much, it's even a bit more fluffy than when I use shampoo, I don't know why. From what I've gathered so far, I won't be able to wash my hair again until next week, so in order to remain civilized, I'm now calling dry cleaning my hair.

ps: My Q number password seems to have been stolen and is being retrieved. I would like to give a shout out to everyone who has joined the group...

(End of this chapter)

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