Rebirth of the Wealthy Country

1000 kilometers at sea from Paradise Island.

Leng Feng, He Chenguang, Fan Tianlei and others, together with 100,000 elite warriors from Daxia, were traveling at high speed on speedboats.

In the sky, countless helicopters followed closely.

All this is just to rescue two citizens from Daxia!

"How long until we arrive?"

Seeing that the fourth round of the game was about to begin, Leng Feng couldn't help but urge it.

“There are too many reefs around Paradise Island, and today’s weather is inexplicably bad, with strong winds, thunder, and heavy rain.

If you go too fast, your life will be in danger."

Hua Tie said.

"Hurry up as much as possible...please!"

Leng Feng sighed.

At this time, in Paradise Island, in the palace of the Horrible Duke.

"Palace Master, the spy from Blood Shadow Palace is here to report."

"There are a large number of warriors in Daxia, fully armed and heading this way!"

"I suggest ending the God Game immediately, killing all players, and then retreating!"

A masked man reported.

Although the Blood Shadow Palace is the number one killer organization in the world, it is obviously not enough to face real warriors, and a hundred thousand fully armed warriors at that.

However, Mr. Horrible waved his hands indifferently and said: "No need, everything is God's arrangement."

"But...according to this situation, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the fifth round of the game." The masked person said.

"Ahem...hehe...there is no fifth round...in the fourth round, they are almost dead..."

"If meeting me can be regarded as the fifth round of the game...then it can barely be considered..."

The scary man showed a weird smile on his face.

The masked man nodded and went down.

At this time, Mr. Horror took out an old painting.

In the painting, countless warriors came through the wind and waves to save a dragon trapped on the island.

"Everything is a foregone conclusion, and everything is going according to God's arrangement."

"Lord, I have expected it a long time ago..."

Paradise Island.

On the train.

At this time, 100 players gathered in Car No. 11.

The cold voice of the radio rang again.

"Before the fourth round of the game, let me briefly explain the rules of the game."

"Each player will receive an oxygen mask and 5 oxygen tubes that can be used for five minutes at the beginning of the game. Each player must use them until there is no oxygen."

"Every time the player advances to a carriage, he must stay for 5 minutes before he can pass the next carriage."

"Players need to pass through ten carriages in total and finally reach the cab, which is considered to have passed the level."

"Out of the 10 carriages, 5 carriages will emit colorless and odorless highly toxic gases. If you inhale them for 5 seconds without using an oxygen mask, you will die immediately."

"In this part, the game will allow players to form teams freely and play in teams of up to two people."

"Ten minutes later, the game will start, and players will be randomly called according to their serial numbers. The person named can play alone, or call his teammates to join together.

"The rules are introduced."

"See you in 10 minutes."

"Good luck to everyone."

There are 10 carriages, half of which are safe and half of which are colorless, odorless and highly toxic.

Once you don't wear an oxygen mask, you will die in 5 seconds.

The players in Car No. 11 just listened to the rules of the game, and their hearts suddenly sank!

Everyone was shocked by the rules of this game.

The members of Shenwang were extremely excited.

“Oh buy it!!”

“The fourth round of the game is so exciting!”

"There are only 5 oxygen bottles in a total of 10 carriages, half of which are poisonous and half of which are non-toxic at random. This means that once you misread the location of the poison gas carriage, you will die directly!"

"The theoretical death probability of each carriage is 50%! Each incident is a relatively independent event! The overall survival rate is probably less than 5%!"

"God, this is so crazy!"

"Death train, this is the real death train!"

"If I had been at the scene, I would have been scared to death!"

"How do you feel that the difficulty has suddenly increased so much?"

"I also think the difficulty level is a bit too high."

Car No. 11.

After announcing the rules on the radio.

The atmosphere in the carriage instantly dropped to freezing point.

Most people looked a little dazed at this time.

A very small number of players who haven't fully understood the rules of the game don't quite understand the tragic atmosphere at this time.

Some people didn’t quite understand and said: “There’s no need to be so scared, right? There are 10 carriages in total, only 5 carriages have poisonous gas, and we also have 5 oxygen bottles! After all, life and death are still 50-50. In this way, compared to the previous

The probability of survival in several rounds of the game is much higher!”

As soon as this person finished speaking, someone around him quickly rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Chen Mo also shook his head, speechless.

At this time, a Sunset Empire player who was good at mathematics said: "The survival probability of each carriage is 50%, but if you want to survive to the end, the survival probability is 50% to the 10th power.

Calculate for yourself how much it is."

The man did some calculations and turned pale instantly:

"Yes...it's 0.0009765625, which is 0.001 after rounding. The survival rate is less than 0.1%...this..."

The man nodded: "This game is a bit too difficult. Even in the last round of the game, our survival rate was still nearly a quarter!

This round, the death rate has been completely increased!"

"This is too unscientific! Don't you want someone to advance to the final round?"

Michelle Horus said: "Aren't there players in other game areas who are also playing this game? The players who advance to the final round should be from players in different divisions like us. There will always be a few

Is there anyone who can advance?"

He just finished speaking.

The radio sounded again.

"The only remaining players in the other division will be eliminated in this round of the game."

"You 100 players are the last players left on the island."

"Come on."

When everyone heard this, they all turned pale with fear.

Total annihilation?

No one has been promoted?

The difficulty of this game...is too high, right?

"Is this the fourth round? In the fifth round, shouldn't we just let us commit suicide and see who doesn't die?"

Someone cursed.

Apart from similar methods, he really couldn't think of any other method that could have a lower mortality rate than 0.1%.

Everyone's heart is filled with sadness.

The craziest part of this round of the game is that there are 10 carriages, and you must accurately guess whether there is poison gas in each carriage.

After all, the gas carriage is random, it may be 12345, it may be 25789, in short there is no pattern at all.

Yes, you can bet on a 50% survival rate, but if the bet is wrong, the mortality rate is 100%!

Who dares to gamble with his own life?