First Player

Chapter 328 Chapter 326·"Father, play a game with me"

Yamada Machichi was speechless.

Yamada Machichi wanted to escape.

He stared at Su Mingan next to him, with deep resentment in his eyes.

"Don't you have something to talk about?" Su Mingan didn't respond to his eyes: "Let's talk."

Yamada Machichi took a deep breath.

What has happened is that there is no turning back.

Although I don't know how Su Ming'an managed to become both a soul hunter and a soul clan, considering Su Ming'an's previous actions, he probably wouldn't attack him here...

He stepped forward, took out the potion in his hand, and began to sell it to the leader of the soul clan in front of him.

Su Mingan watched this scene.

The item Yamada Machichi traded with Sevia is called "Talent Transformation Potion", a one-time medicine that can improve talents.

Yamada Machichi is a story-based player who is good at disguise, cross-dressing, and confusion. His strategy in the dungeon can basically be described in three words: "Hold the thigh."

His mission process is basically to first find a powerful NPC in the dungeon, then use various methods to increase the other party's favorability, and then follow the other party safely through the entire process.

If you are not looking for a perfect pass, this method is very suitable for players who want safety but are not willing to give up the benefits.

Su Mingan watched the two chatting happily, but he was ready to fight at any time.

Although Sevia, the leader of the soul clan, called him father, his attitude was extremely cold.

The other party even leaned lazily on the sofa and never even stood up. Completely different from Alcherev who knelt on one knee before.

This "Father" sounds far more playful than respectful.

"...Then, after ensuring that the effect of the potion is true, I will ensure your safety for the next eleven days." After accepting Yamada Machichi's things, Sevia waved his hand: "You can go aside. , human, don’t disturb my reunion with my dear father.”

Yamada Machichi had achieved his goal. He immediately stood in the corner of the room and tried his best to reduce his presence.

Sevia's blood-red eyes met Su Mingan's gaze.

The sharp cheers from the arena came through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the room seemed extremely silent.

After a brief silence, Sevia sat upright slightly.

"Why are you so reserved, father?" He smiled and patted the sofa beside him with his white-gloved hand: "Please sit down and watch this fight that I have carefully prepared for you."

"I can just sit here." Su Mingan sat down on the small sofa in the side wing, not sitting next to Sevia.

Sevia shrugged, not seeming to care.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, the fight between the two humans was getting intense.

One of them was wearing a red cloth and the other was wearing a blue cloth. They were slashing at each other on the yellow sand with their bare feet. Their expressions were extremely ferocious, like two wild beasts.

The soul clansmen in the audience cheered loudly, cheering for one of the two, and the enthusiasm filled the entire arena.

The man in red cloth slashed the man in blue cloth on the shoulder, and blood spurted out.

"...Look, father." Sevia, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly said: "When humans are forced into desperate situations, they are no different from beasts."

Su Mingan said nothing.

Some dazzling warm yellow light shone into his eyes. He squinted and adjusted his sitting posture.

"...Why don't you speak?" Sevia tilted her head and her voice sounded a little low: "Are you not willing to talk to me anymore?"

"I know that you don't agree with my view on the peaceful coexistence of both camps." Sevia continued: "But in fact, am I wrong? Rather, Praia, who maintains the current fighting situation, is wrong. I believe that if we build Praia according to what I said and communicate with the soul hunters, we can achieve a situation where both parties are happy..."

"You like balance very much?" Su Mingan said suddenly.

It seemed that he did not expect to get a reply from Su Mingan, and Sevia looked a little happy.

He spread his hands with an excited expression: "Naturally."

He continued: "As long as we reach a deal with humans and require them to provide us with food regularly, we will not hunt so randomly and cause more meaningless killings. Many human deaths are meaningless. Meaningfully, they died from internal struggles, personal desires, and intrigues...

The death of these resources is a waste.

By bringing their values ​​together, we can achieve harmonious coexistence between the soul clan and humans..."

Listening to his words, Su Ming'an gradually understood why Su Lin seemed to have a big conflict with this person.

This so-called leader of the soul clan is simply an extreme idealist.

"Then let me give you a suggestion." Su Mingan said.

"Father, please speak." Sevia looked like he was listening.

"In order to achieve a balance, I think that in addition to humans needing to regularly supply food to the Soul Clan, the Soul Clan also needs to pay a certain amount." Su Ming'an said: "It's not as good as this - humans send humans as food to satisfy your cannibalism. The desire of the soul. Then, you also send a few soul clans over and let humans chop them down to satisfy their desire to 'kill the soul clans' - this is how to maintain the 'balance', right? There is a back and forth, and this is It’s called a transaction, what do you think?”

Sevia frowned slightly.

He moved his eyes and looked at Su Ming'an with a novel look, as if he was observing him carefully.

"...Are you kidding me?" he said softly.

"Are you kidding me?" Su Mingan looked at him.

"I'm serious."

"Then I'm very serious." Su Mingan stared at him: "The so-called absolute 'balance' and resource allocation must be achieved by a unified leader.

The prerequisite for the existence of this unified leader can only be the genocide or loss of sovereignty of one of the parties. Without talking about emotions or ideals, just regard life as a resource... This level of judgment cannot be implemented simply by saying it on the basis of "maximizing resources". "

"Why is it not feasible? Can humans continue to endure such precarious days?" Sevia frowned: "Father, we are born to feed on humans, so we should have the right to hunt each other."

"I heard a saying that in biology, there is no such thing as 'right', there are only various organs, abilities and characteristics. Birds can fly because they have wings, it is not the 'right to fly', the soul The reason why we want to eat humans is because of your physiological structure, and you don’t have any ‘right to eat humans’.”

"'You'?" Sevia's eyes grew colder after hearing this word.

His fingers on the sofa were curled, and his nails dug into the soft cushions.

"...Father, you have truly taken a human stance."

As he spoke, his eyes gradually darkened: "Who changed you? Ellas? Alcherev? Or the bright knight named Sherud?"

Su Mingan laughed.

He sat upright, looked at her, and spoke without giving in.

"No one has ever changed me."

"Sevia,"

"——It's your innocence that changed your own perception."

…

Yamada Machichi shivered.

He huddled in the corner, completely suppressed by the tit-for-tat aura of the two men.

When he watched the forum recording before, he didn't think so. He felt that the NPCs who talked to Su Mingan were all very stupid. They were casually persuaded by a few words without any bottom line or persistence.

But now, as he stood next to these two people, he gradually realized that this was not a purely verbal discussion.

...It is the collision of stance and aura.

As he watched this scene, he could hardly make a sound.

When Su Ming'an finished speaking, the whole room seemed to fall into a brief silence.

There seemed to be a wave of depression surging in the air, Sevia lowered her head and said nothing.

Su Mingan looked at him without giving in at all.

The next moment, Sevia suddenly raised his head.

It seemed that the haze in his eyes was swept away the moment he lowered his head. When he raised his head again, his expression had returned to its original gentleness, and the intense emotions he had just spoken had disappeared.

He smiled, put his hand on the small table beside him, and raised the blood-stained wine glass.

"—Play a game with me, father." He changed the subject.

"what game."

Sevia pointed out the window: "Just play... a game of guessing the winner."

Su Mingan looked out the window.

At this time, outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, in the arena, the battle between two scarred humans had come to an end. The red cloth man's knife was stuck in the blue cloth man's bones, and the blue cloth man's knife was also stuck in the bones of the blue cloth man. Between the opponent's palms, the two sides are in a stalemate, and it seems that they may give the opponent a fatal blow at any time.

"Here are two pieces of paper and two pens." Sevia threw a piece of paper with a pen to him: "Let's write down predictions about the winning or losing of these two people on our respective pieces of paper to see whose result is correct. ,how?"

Su Mingan glanced at the blank paper in his hand: "Where's the winner's reward?"

"Let me think about it..." Sevia turned the pen in her hand.

With a "click" sound, the pen fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up and smiled: "Just bet on the other person's life."

"Okay." Su Mingan said.

Shock flashed in Sevia's eyes, as if she didn't expect Su Mingan to agree so simply.

"Let me first say that this is not a reward for the winner, but a punishment for the loser." He said: "As long as the correct result is not predicted, you must accept this punishment. In other words... you can only escape punishment if you predict correctly."

"No problem." Su Mingan wrote his prediction on the paper without hesitation.

The pen in Sevia's hand paused.

Watching Su Ming'an roll up the paper, his eyes darkened, and then he wrote down his prediction.

Just a moment after they put down their pens.

The man in red cloth below finally pulled out his knife and slashed at the opponent's neck, almost cutting off the opponent's entire head.

At the same time, the blue cloth man's knife also scratched the opponent's palm, and pierced the opponent's heart and pierced the opponent's body.

One on the neck, one on the heart.

The blood on both sides splashed out, staining the red and yellow sand like a fountain.

Amid the cheers and screams of the audience, they fell down at the same time, lifeless.

Yamada Machichi looked at this scene blankly, looking at this situation where there was no winner.

……how so.

Seeing Sevia and Su Mingan decide each other's life and death in just a few words, he also made a prediction in his mind. He predicted that the man in blue cloth would win.

...But he never would have imagined that this would be the final result.

He thought this was a pure game of chance, with either the red side winning or the blue side winning.

But now he understands,

This game doesn't seem that simple.

Beside, Sevia, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled slightly and turned over the paper in his hand.

On the paper, it was written "Perish together".

"It's time for you to reveal the result, father." Sevia looked at him.

Su Mingan's hand covered the paper and made no movement.

"What's wrong?" Sevia smiled: "...you guessed wrong, right?"

Su Mingan's hand still didn't move.

"It doesn't matter." Sevia said: "Even if you lose, I will not kill you. The purpose of inviting you to play this game is just to let you understand..."

"Let me understand that I am now under your rule. Let me obey your arrangements, right?" Su Mingan suddenly spoke.

Sevia's eyes changed slightly.

"As early as just now, you have already stated the rule of 'losers receive punishment'." Su Mingan looked at him: "In other words, what you mean is, 'there will be absolutely no punishment for correct predictions'.

Your rules should be based on your strengths. This cannot be a pure game of chance.

‘All losers lose, no punishment for winners. ’

Therefore, you should plan the ending of these two gladiators from the beginning - your guess is impossible to be wrong, so that you will be invincible. "

He said, slowly removing his palm:

"And if you arrange this game like this, it's absolutely impossible to be satisfied with just you winning.

You must want to achieve an ending where I lose on the basis of 'you win'.

So - you will definitely not base the outcome on luck and bet on me guessing either red or blue.

You will definitely...will settle on an ending where luck is ineffective to achieve a situation that I couldn't guess.

Therefore, it is speculated that there is only one ending to this battle. "

He completely pulled away the hand covering his paper.

On the paper, there is a line of prediction content that is completely different from Sevia:

【perish together】.

…

Seeing this line of small words, Sevia was silent for a moment.

"Since you have thought that I cannot lose, why did you agree to the game invitation?" he said.

"Because I understand that the purpose of you inviting me to participate in this little game is to let me understand that I am now in your territory, so everything I see now...including the two people fighting in the audience , everything is under your control." Su Mingan looked at him: "You want to use this method to hint me and make me be more honest, right?"

Sevia did not deny it.

"So, I will also use the same method to tell you the same thing through the ending of this little game." Su Mingan retracted his gaze:

"... Sevia, listen up - even in a place like this, you are not the god who controls everything."