MTL - Dreadful Radio Game-v3 Chapter 1004 Coin ruling
Qucheng is a small city with a population of less than 10,000. In fact, it has been chosen by the audience as its own nest in recent decades. After all, two hundred years ago, a group of listeners Coming to this world is basically a gesture of being chased and killed by the local indigenous strong, that is, after the contrast between the two sides has produced deviations and destruction, the audience can really have a place to settle down.
Nowadays, with the death of the last group of the world's indigenous elites, it is time for most of the audience to "make the South Mountain".
They can have less than a few hundred years to think about going to life to enjoy, and ushered in their true meaning of "good life", no longer worry about the number of killings that must be completed by the broadcast every once in a while, no need to fight once Once again, I sneaked on the scalp to hard work.
Quiet and unrestrained life is coming, and if they are willing, they can even create a religion and even establish a country or regime in their own name.
When the broadcasts really move, they can’t continue to have such unfettered days, and they will become as low-key as they used to be in their own world, but when they think about it, they need only a little low-key but can enjoy hundreds of years of land. The fairness of the gods is a paradise for the audience whose average life expectancy is equivalent to the "蝉" in human beings.
The ordinary people in the city do not know who is in charge of the city, but they are serving the life of the audience here, whether it is women or food or other various needs, the audience can be here. Get what you need.
Of course, there is no network in this world, but even the life of the ancient princes is enough to make the audience happy.
At this moment, an oriental man and a western man are sitting in front of the chessboard with a Chinese chess game. The two sides are difficult to solve. Basically, the final game will rarely be able to distinguish between winning and losing. After all, the wisdom of two people. And computing power has surpassed the limits of ordinary people too much, taking a step and two steps for them is really too small pediatrics.
But they prefer this kind of game. The two people are also very high in the city. After all, they belong to the audience of the lychee group. Now there are only ten people left in the group. For the audience, they are undoubtedly more qualified and more rewarding.
However, nowadays, "the world is big," they are the most leisurely category. It is not like the latest batch of big scorpions have to work hard to hunt down the nets for a little bit of points.
The western man ordered a cigarette, which was wrapped up with locally grown tobacco. At first he was not a very habit, but slowly, it was natural, and he was happy, he even found some special The tobacco leaves have been improved by themselves. It is possible that after the millennium of the world, the legends belonging to him, the father of cigarettes and the like will be circulated.
"Broadcast should move quickly?"
"almost."
However, at this moment, the ground began to vibrate, and the entire city began to tremble.
The two men stood up together and flew together and looked into the distance.
A Qin army is marching from a distance,
For a time,
The sunset is like blood.
........................
The fat man sang a few songs and resumed calmness. The three were not temperamental. The things between life and death met too much and they experienced too much personally, so there was nothing that could not be opened.
If there is a line of life in the past, everyone will not be able to fight hard, but this time the three did not have the heart to fight anything, waiting quietly.
In the end, only two cigarettes were left. One fat man was handed to Su Bai, and the other one was divided into two halves, which were given to Buddha and himself.
"Differential treatment?" Su Bai, who is obviously better treated, also actively ridicule.
"You are a prince, you should." The fat man is not a loss of the main direct irony back.
"Oh." Su Bai smiled and spit out a ring of smoke. "Let you be unlucky."
"It’s boring to say this." The fat man shook his head, although he had been rumored to broadcast and broadcast the loyal fat boy of Prince, but in fact he did not get any benefit from it, in fact, he left the rest. Have a mouthful of addiction.
Of course, everyone's path is their own choice. The fat man knows that his most sensible choice is actually watching the fire across the bank, but he does not regret to get himself to this field. People always have to be crazy.
Speaking to the bottom of my heart, sometimes the fat man is really envious of Su Baifa’s mental illness, who lives casually, who is not willing?
Even ordinary people have the urge to see the phone sound when they are exhausted, and they don’t want to pick up the **** work and the **** interpersonal relationship.
"Well, don't use sensation anymore. See how to choose the radio." Foye shook his ash, and seemed to be serious about trying to put on a serious face but failed. He shook his head with some helplessness. "A little before death." The mood can't be brewed."
"Ha ha ha........." The fat man smiled and smiled and the thief chicken was happy. "I am the same."
Sandalwood has burned to the end, and it seems that only the last trace is left. The eyes of three people stare at the position together, seemingly waiting for the final judgment.
However, when Sandalwood reached the critical point, it actually paused.
One second,
Ten seconds,
One minute,
Nothing happened.
"Time should be right." The fat man snorted and then ran to the bottom of the fragrant squatting. "The trough is still burning, not extinguished, but it can't burn."
The Buddha and Su Bai also got up together. They walked to the sandalwood and watched the last trace of sandalwood that was still burning.
“Does this mean that there is success over there?” asked the Buddha, “Seven laws and Fusu, became?”
"Should be." The fat man scratched his head again. "So, how do we go out? The main task of the broadcast has been issued. Although the incense is still burning, how can we go out?"
Broadcasting is a carrier of rules. It seems to be above the rules, but in fact the rules are in control. So even if the Fusu and the monks are really successful, the main task of the broadcast is the main task, which can make the sand The incense burned down, but it was impossible for no reason to go against the customary main line task that was previously custom-made, and unsuccessfully released Su Bai and the fat Buddha.
Broadcasting is impossible to do inconsistencies.
"That's the case, we can at least be sure that the broadcast should not be playing with us. Anyway, we are ready to die with three people or randomly choose one side to die, so at this time broadcast and then borrow the sandalwood permanent burning BUG to finally It’s very meaningless to tease us for letting us kill each other.” Su Bai analyzes, “Then we will gamble, gamble on me or fat, you and the Buddha, there must be one of the two sides. Clone."
The fat man has indulged for a moment, but he understands the meaning of Su Bai. Although the three people have no news communication with the outside world in the story world, this abnormal sandalwood also ignited the hope that everyone can save, but nothing can be conclusive. .
However, the three people who intend to completely lose their light actually have nothing to gamble.
"Now, if Fusu is really successful, then the broadcast should immediately stop the audience's destruction plan. Our senior listeners and the best talented senior listeners will definitely be held in the palm of their hands as a baby." When it comes to talent, these words are not red-hearted. "So, we can only think that one of our two parties is a clone, but the person on that side does not know that she is a clone.
Moreover, this story world is likely to have two circles, exactly the same circle, such as in another story scene, there are three of us. ”
"You can only think so. If the broadcast doesn't want to kill us, you can only set it up, even if it didn't set it up at first, but in order to remedy it, in order not to let us die, it will follow our thinking. Expand.
Big deal, wait for this time to instill another memory picture for us, which is perfecting its story world. Said Foye.
"Then, the last question, how do we judge which side is a clone? You know, if the broadcast is initially set to take this factor into account, then it is very likely that there are two groups of three of us in the two stories. We have to make a choice, which party to kill?" The fat man wondered, "If the two story worlds choose to kill the same people, then no matter how the radio is remedy, we must all have one to die, even if the broadcast does not want us. dead."
Su Bai threw the cigarette **** on the ground and said to the fat man: "Fat, do you have a coin on your body?"
"Toss a coin?" The fat man stunned and immediately understood the meaning of Su Bai. He immediately took out an ancient coin from his pocket. "You kill the white front, and you kill us both."
Su Bai nodded and agreed, and the same Buddha also agreed.
"Actually, the pressure is really not big." The fat man said to himself, throwing a coin is generally a matter of luck, especially if the fat man does not impose any calculations and tricks, it is a matter of luck. In the story world, watching luck is actually equivalent to watching the mood of the broadcast, but with this form let the broadcast tell yourself who the other people should kill.
"Life and death have a life." The fat man snorted and threw the coins in his hand into the air.
The coin flips continuously in the air,
Finally finally fell to the ground,
It is positive.
Su Bai smiled slightly, indicating that the fat man and the Buddha Lord started, at the same time,
"I try my best to minimize my life's activity, otherwise I am afraid that you will kill too much effort."
There was still a little embarrassed fat man who suddenly had an impulse to smash this guy in front of him.
