People are flowing endlessly, but I am bound to the love system

The delicate-looking ghost king was reluctant to introduce more, but an old player said good things and praised it, and the ghost king reluctantly introduced it more clearly.

Seeing this scene, Qin Fufeng frowned, the ghost king who likes to listen to good words?

"The rules are very simple, the twelve of you freely choose the order of rolling the dice, get the number, take turns to roll the dice, and the rest is left to this grid road to decide." In addition, you can end the game early by reaching the finish line, or by opening a ticket to the horror park from the Red Mystic Gerry. "

Qin Fufeng is very concerned about a problem.

"Since it is an unrated copy, is there a reward after clearing the level?" The

Ghost King glanced at her displeased, and after finding that she looked good, a red light flashed in his eyes.

"Points will not be settled, but you can still drop items and skill points randomly.

Qin Fufeng: "..." That's no drama, she feels that the game will not give props.

As if feeling her mood, the love system hurried to make assurances.

[Love system: You attack men well, I can give you props! I am more generous than the game!]

Qin Fufeng ignored it.

This quest has only one Ghost King and 12 players, the number of favorables will not change, and the romance system will not come in handy.

At this time, the black, white and red grids of the lattice road all appeared in handwriting.

The red grid uniformly wrote the word 'mysterious', and the black grid appeared a skull symbol, and the white content was more complicated, including 'throw once', 'return to the starting point', '1 step forward', '1 step back' and the like.

Qin Fufeng heard that some people inquired about people who had come to the welfare field.

Everyone is most afraid of the black grid, and the most curious is the red grid.

"Red grids can sometimes make good props.

A lean middle-aged man took the initiative to explain, his expression was gentle, it was easy to give people a good impression, and several players who were originally left behind quickly approached him.

The middle-aged man took advantage of the situation to get the right to speak, and raised his voice, "Since there is no time limit, now we will discuss how to decide the order of rolling the dice."

Qin Fufeng frowned, "Direct drawing of lots, fair and just." The

middle-aged man smiled, "Beauty, you don't understand this, you carefully look at the distribution of black, white and red grids." There are two red squares in the first six squares, and if someone throws the red grid for the first time and gets the admission ticket and leaves, wouldn't it be unfair to the others?"

Qin Fufeng pursed his lips and fell silent.

She knew that if she continued to talk about it, she would reveal that she had not been to the welfare field.

Instead, the man in blue who initially exclaimed said, "What's unfair? The

middle-aged man smiled and shook his head: "In addition to the white grid, after the black and red grids are triggered once, they will change, maybe black, maybe red or white." His

explanation was more comprehensive than that of the Ghost King, and he also succeeded in making everyone wary and fearful.

What was originally only needed for a fair and just draw of lots instantly turned into a war for the first red grid welfare.

The three players who had shown favor to the middle-aged man before immediately said: "My proposal is that whoever is powerful will come first." The

man in blue was not convinced: "How can this be more powerful?"

"

The three players who were interested in showing favor began to blow themselves up, indicating that they had broken through 3, 3, and 4 copies respectively.

Qin Fufeng took the opportunity to look at these three people carefully, they were all young, and they all had dyed their hair, one grandma gray, one pink hair, and one blonde hair.

Stimulated, the man in blue blew himself up again, saying that he had broken through 5 copies.

In addition, there were tall skinny women and stocky men who apparently knew each other and blew themselves up.

Qin Fufeng did not miss a hint of pride in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Glancing around, he found that in addition to her and Gu Qirui, there were three people who were not involved.

One is a boy wearing black-framed glasses and wearing a school uniform, the nameplate and markings on the school uniform have been destroyed, but look at the style, such a loose sportswear, it should be a high school student.

One is a handsome looking man with a grim face, looking at this farce coldly.

There is also a young woman with an excellent wavy roll in a red dress.

The middle-aged man came forward to preside over the overall situation again, and asked Qin Fufeng with a smile how many levels he had passed.

The expression was gentle, and there was disdain hidden in his eyes.

Qin Fufeng raised his eyebrows, and his beautiful face flashed with ridicule, "I think Mr. Lai must have broken through countless passes, otherwise he would not propose to use this method." It's better if you roll the dice first, and the rest of us draw lots.

She smiled: "This is the respect that the strong should have."

Several people reacted, looking at the middle-aged man's expression was extremely unkind.

Gu Qirui immediately said, "Sister, don't worry." Maybe we're the ones who break through the most? and there's no way to verify it. The

middle-aged man pulled down his face.

The scene is deadlocked, because no one can prove that they are the ones who have broken through the most levels. If you want to prove it with points and props, everyone is not willing to expose their hole cards.

At this time, the male high school student wearing glasses said faintly, "Actually, from the perspective of probability, no matter who comes first, it is the same."

He opened his mouth to report a long list of data, 44 grids, the number and distribution of black, white and red. If black and red change, there are three options for each direction of change. Each black and red trigger changes once, and there are 12 players in total.

"It doesn't matter if you roll the dice first or last, it doesn't matter, the probability is the same. Yu

Guang glanced at Gu Qirui's face with palpitations, Qin Fufeng was rarely curious, "Are you a college student, didn't you learn these earlier?" Gu Qirui

smiled bitterly: "But I'm an art student!"

Qin Fufeng pondered, art students?