Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren't Twisted Enough

Chapter 826: The Will of “7” — The Rashness of [Joy]

Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren't Twisted Enough

Chapter 826: The Will of “7” — The Rashness of [Joy]

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Xie Antong watched as Pleasure walked toward the black box, her brow slightly furrowed.

Was her win in the previous round that crucial? It seemed even she herself hadn't fully realized it yet.

However, she didn't dare think too much about it. Matters unrelated to the match needed to be stopped right away. Among the four people currently participating in the game, three had already fallen into a chain of suspicion!

Xie Antong didn't dare to think randomly, worried that what she was thinking might be a deliberate weakness leaked by the opponent to make her consume her chips.

Pleasure was starting to become a bit unclear about Xie Antong's psychological endurance. At times, he even began to wonder if the other party's psychological collapse and rapid consumption were just an act.

As for Death, he currently had no desire at all to listen to "Sin" speak, worried about having his intelligence lowered.

Seizing this time, Xie Antong felt the remaining cards in front of her. While Pleasure wasn't pressuring her, she contemplated the sequence of her cards.

Incidentally, she also turned her head to look to the side, at the Arbitrator standing there like a post, and spoke up to lodge a complaint:

"What are They doing over there, secretly communicating? That should count as a rules violation, right?"

The Arbitrator didn't move, only replying briefly:

"No rules violation has occurred." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

As he spoke, he couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.

Anything not explicitly prohibited by the rules was not a violation. If you wanted to talk about playing the edges of the rules, then no one could beat his "partner."

And here you are, complaining about it...

Although, as a referee who had already broken free from the Game's constraints, he could also spout nonsense about minor rules to influence the game's direction, he had decided not to do so in this particular game.

Because the current direction of this game gave him a strangely dangerous feeling...

What he could remind "Sin" about, he had already secretly reminded him. It was "Sin" himself who said at that time that he should just be a proper referee!

So he decided to take the advice and not interfere with anything this time.

Anyway, in his current view, whether it was the existence of "Sin" or the gods, both posed a certain level of threat to him. Might as well watch the dogs fight each other.

On the other side, separated by a thin membrane, Pleasure placed his hand on the black box, aligning his fingers with Death's.

Instantly, the black box stabilized. The energy that had been shaking the entire world along with it also vanished.

Then, the two simultaneously turned and walked back to their positions, as if nothing had happened.

......

"What's this, went to flirt with your teammate? Didn't expect you two to have such a loving side."

Inside the black box, watching the situation over there, Lu Ce teased.

Separated by a black box, yet still pressing their hands together... he found the operation a bit laughable.

Death instinctively wanted to say, "Could you speak without being so disgusting?" but quickly held back.

If what the other party said made him instinctively want to respond like that, it meant he absolutely should not say it.

So, after a moment of contemplation, he said calmly:

[What, you can find a way to communicate with your own teammate, but I can't?]

Now it was Lu Ce's turn to fall silent.

The somewhat twisted expression on his face changed instantly, though Death couldn't see it.

He could only sense that the other party's aura hadn't changed because of his words, which made him frown slightly again.

Within this pitch-black black box, the game between the two became even more secretive and traceless.

......

[It seems your expression is quite confident now?]

After returning to the gambling table, before Xie Antong could speak, Pleasure took the initiative to address her.

"Yes, after all, the pressure you put on me is too great. Without you around, the whole person can relax a lot."

Xie Antong replied calmly, very smoothly complimenting the other party in passing, showing great emotional intelligence.

And the reality was indeed like this. During those brief few dozen seconds just now, free from the constant pressure of Pleasure's Divine Power and words, her mind felt incredibly light.

Before even one hourglass had emptied, she had already figured out all the permutation and combination methods for her remaining cards.

She still hadn't used her one opportunity to play only a single card, and this opportunity was the most crucial.

The ways to win with a single card were: "6, 12, 15" could beat "Tiger," and "7" could beat "Horse."

This opportunity, of course, should be given to "7"!

Because from the nature of prime numbers, the "3" represented by "Tiger" was too weak, completely unnecessary to waste the opportunity on.

Furthermore, after playing "7," the sum of all her remaining hand cards would be "72."

Using permutation and combination methods, she could completely form the number "33" with four or five cards to beat the opponent's "Dog" (11), for example, "1, 2, 4, 12, 14."

The remaining cards could also combine into "39," which could still beat the opponent's "Tiger (3)."

This way, her sequence could be combined into a perfect one-to-one correspondence, possessing the possibility of complete victory. The only thing she needed to think about was what cards the opponent would play.

Even if "7" didn't match up with "Horse," but instead encountered "Tiger" or "Dog" and lost the round...

Her remaining cards would still have the opportunity to recombine into, for example, "44, 28" (corresponding to Dog, Horse), or "21, 51" (corresponding to Horse, Tiger) to win two consecutive rounds.

Her current margin for error was quite high!

Having figured all this out, she naturally felt much more confident.

But Pleasure didn't seem to care much about these things. Looking at her confident appearance, he nodded calmly.

[Mm, good. Since you're so confident, then I won't drag things out either.]

As he spoke, being the first to bet in the third round, he casually tossed out six hourglasses. This was the ante for this round.

Xie Antong: ?

So careless?

You have to know, once betting starts, there's only a thirty-second interval between each raise, leaving little time to think. The opponent shouldn't have deduced the game's rules yet at this point!

Shouldn't he be taking advantage of the gaps in the game to drag out more time to think about the rules?!

So abnormal...

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