Ten Days End

"Walk out openly..." Qi Xia showed a thoughtful expression, wondering what he was thinking.

"I have already distributed it, it's your turn." The human pig pushed both bowls forward, "Choose, choose the one who survives between you and me."

Ling Qin and Lao Lu frowned when they saw this scene.

The human pig shuffled all the chess pieces evenly, and each bowl had half black and half white.

Everything that follows really depends on "luck".

Qi Xia did not move at all, he tilted his ear, as if he wanted to use hearing to judge the color of the chess piece.

After a while, Qi Xia said: "Human pig, help me choose."

"What..." The human pig was stunned, "What did you say?"

"I said you help me choose." Qi Xia said seriously, "Help me choose two, and I will choose one from them."

"Qi Xia, this is "betting your life", don't you plan to control your own destiny?"

"It doesn't matter. "Qi Xia didn't seem to care, "You said you wanted to participate in the "betting your life" to make you feel that you have "lived", but think about it carefully, I was the one playing this game from beginning to end, and you didn't participate."

The pig man was silent, and it was indeed the case.

"So I give you the opportunity to "participate in it." Qi Xia pointed to the bowl in front of him, "This game is a game between you and me, so I really want to know what you will choose."

The pig man reached out and slowly stroked his chin.

There were pig hairs that were not cleaned up on his chin, so he stroked the pig hairs like stroking his beard, looking strangely wise.

He thought for a long time, but he couldn't guess Qi Xia's motives.

This was originally a game with a 50% chance of winning or losing, but if he chose the chess pieces himself, the result would become more unpredictable for Qi Xia.

In such a tense "betting his life" moment, the man in front of him left his life and death to the enemy to decide...

Did he give up? Or was he being clever?

"Don't hesitate, human pig, it's easier for me to choose after you've chosen, isn't it?" Qi Xia said.

"I've chosen... it's easier for you to choose?"

After a while, the human pig finally nodded: "I understand, then let me take you on your way."

Qi Xia nodded and stopped talking.

The human pig reached out to the bowl on the table and decisively picked up two white pieces.

For Qi Xia, these two white pieces were tickets to hell. No matter how he asked in the end, white could not turn black.

When he was about to hand the two white pieces to Qi Xia, something suddenly flashed through his mind.

The human pig suddenly raised his head and thought to himself: "Wait a minute... that's not right."

Did Qi Xia not expect that he would choose two white pieces for him?

This is a "bet", a game where he would die if the other party won. Why would he let him choose with full confidence?

"Ah..." The pig suddenly realized and slowly retracted his hand, "He is cheating..."

What does "You have chosen, so I can choose better" mean?

The pig's thoughts suddenly became clear.

Once the two white pieces are handed over to Qi Xia, Qi Xia will immediately regret it. He will put the two white pieces aside and then choose chess pieces from the remaining bowl again.

This small move will break the balance in the bowl, leaving 48 white pieces and 50 black pieces.

Qi Xia's chance of winning is directly increased.

After all, Qi Xia is not a "zodiac sign", and what he said in the game is not a "rule", but just his own suggestion.

Since it is not a "rule", Qi Xia himself does not need to abide by it.

So "regret" is very likely.

"You are really calculating..." The pig was afraid that he almost fell into Qi Xia's trap. He thought about it and took out two more black pieces.

But at this time he hesitated again.

Handing the two black pieces directly to the opponent is even more dangerous.

If the opponent predicts his prediction, won't he win directly?

The pig man lowered his head and looked at the chess pieces in his hand. He had two white pieces in his left hand and two black pieces in his right hand.

He found that no matter which choice he made, it would increase Qi Xia's chances of winning. The situation was a bit outrageous.

Did Qi Xia calculate all this in advance?

"Should I give him two white pieces...?" He narrowed his eyes and thought about it again. At least the white pieces would slightly increase Qi Xia's chances of winning, but the black pieces would greatly increase...

No, that's not right.

The pig man shook his head again.

Neither two blacks nor two whites would work. After all, he didn't know what Qi Xia's strategy would be.

The pig man could only be forced to adjust his strategy, abandon the two blacks and two whites tactics, and hold one black and one white in his hand.

He only hadA thought - since it is impossible to reduce the chance of the other party winning, then keep it as it is.

Let everything return to the state of half, this situation should be more difficult for Qi Xia.

"Yes... That's it..." The pig nodded and put one black and one white in Qi Xia's hand.

"Qi Xia, I've chosen it." The pig said, "This fatal question is back in your hands again."

"Fatal question..." Qi Xia touched the two chess pieces in his hand, his face was quite complicated.

The pig finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least at this stage, he had made the best choice.

For Qi Xia, the situation of one black and one white should be the most difficult to deal with. He had to pick one of them to ask the two people about the color of the chess pieces.

He didn't know what color the chess piece he picked was, nor did he know whether the person he asked would tell the truth or a lie.

Under this double fog, Qi Xia's chance of winning will be infinitely reduced.

Lao Lu and Ringo saw the black and white in Qi Xia's hand, and they all broke out in cold sweat.

The two men were not stupid, so they naturally understood the interests involved.

It seemed that Qi Xia's previous strategies had all failed, and everything had returned to the starting point.

Now the chess pieces were still one black and one white, and the two were still one real and one fake.

If there was no extremely strong "luck", how could they survive?

Lao Lu pursed his lips and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hands were already cold from nervousness.

"Qi Xia, who do you want to ask?" asked the pig.

Qi Xia turned his head and rushed towards Lao Lu, then turned his head and rushed towards Ringo, thinking with a heavy face.

Who is the one telling the truth?

After about thirty seconds, Qi Xia made a choice: "I choose Ringo..."

Ringo trembled all over after hearing this, as if he was frightened.

"Okay." The pig turned around and waved at Ringo, "Come on, little girl, remember the rules, you can only answer "black" or "white", if you dare to say anything else, or give any hints, you will be killed."

Ringo nodded palely.

The pig turned around and said to Qi Xia: "Let's start, Qi Xia, you only have one chance to ask, whether you can save your life depends on this question. "