Everything in the past is clear to Yi Cha - even though the professional gambler has been completely wiped out, the entropy explosion has not affected the huge dice cup.
It is silent and ruthless, like a death knell that condenses all the spiritual power, tightly locking the warmonger inside.
Now, Icha and Kezier passed through the door.
The scene in the passage outside was blurred and disappeared in their eyes, as if shrouded in thick fog.
It is still unknown to what extent the dice cup can restrain him.
But no matter what, the rules of language and vision have not changed yet.
"Is he dead?" Ke Qier said blankly.
Nothing was left to chance this time.
No matter which of the three gamblers was real, one by one disappeared in front of them.
"Um."
Yi Cha turned around and began to look around.
This is the so-called "right" place, as professional gamblers say. Within the correct time window, he exchanged his own death for the warmonger's proactive attack, as well as the restoration of sound and visual rules, and successfully trapped him outside this room.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
outside the room.
And he told them to hurry up and get in here.
In other words, the most important thing in his intention was not how to deal with the warmongers, but what to do in this room without interference.
Yi Cha indeed wanted to come here.
In the process of escaping, they passed through many rooms, with different sizes and things stored in them, many of which had strange contents. But he didn't stop.
What he was looking for, and what he was running toward in uncertainty, was the room closest to the shaft entrance.
It was just a vague guess at first, but now it has been confirmed——
The entire outward wall of this room is transparent.
On the other side of the transparent wall, passing through countless raised vertical hooks on the bright red surface, facing the bottom of the shaft in the distance - the visual interface where they jumped.
On the interface, the projections of the nine moons were neatly spaced, shining with faint blue light.
The number of moons represents time.
Thinking again of the rules of opportunity that he had just mastered and that the warmongers had always maintained in his favor——
time window.
You are right to think about it, professional warmongers need to see the time at all times.
That's why there is a moon projection on the visual interface, so the center of the command headquarters - that is, the hiding place of the warmongers must be facing it, the position closest to it.
Yi Chaben came here with this idea in mind.
What a weak logical link.
But it's right. Right weird.
But all reasoning only stops at finding the hiding place of the warmongers.
Now to rethink…
"What do the gamblers want us to do?" Ke Qier asked as he approached the transparent wall and looked at the projection of the nine moons.
Angel is sad and has some opinions, but realizes that now is not the time to be sad or express opinions.
The moon is still nine moons.
Once it was confirmed that time played a decisive role in this, and the warmongers were even waiting for the window of time to arrive - some things seemed obvious.
The window of time that the warmongers have to wait for——
Just when the last moon rises and the ten moons line up.
Icha glanced at the moons.
The tenth moon is right on the edge of the blue dotted line, a mark with half the brightness.
But there is no doubt that it is slowly crawling towards where it belongs.
What they must do before the ten moons come together. The warmongers want them to do something.
The warmonger and his hiding place have been found, and the "shadow of the conspiracy" may be on him - maybe not here.
The point is not to kill him.
The focus is not on the life or death of warmongers.
"I'm still thinking." Yicha replied.
Turning his mind around, he was thinking about the behavior of a professional gambler - he seduced the warmonger to leave his hiding place to kill him, and took advantage of the other party's habit of provoking internal strife - in order to make this kill both effective. Seeing the effect of dividing them, the warmongers deliberately turned off the rules of vision and hearing so that Yicha and Keqier could see...
This is also exploited by the gambler, who almost arranges his own death.
Does he need to sacrifice himself?
Many of the martyrs were naturally at odds with each other - quite normal, and some "Tao" went in completely opposite directions.
The warmongers undoubtedly want to get rid of the gamblers - a martyr with grandiose considerations must hate this kind of cynical guy.
Besides, gamblers are getting in their own way.
wrong.
He was hindering the Lu division.
The gambler said there were two more bets.
Who are these two bets with?
He also said that he came to observe the gambling situation.
Only four exist here. Ke Qier undoubtedly had no agreement with him. You can check it yourself and rule it out. Are the two bets with the land builder and the warmonger?
War mongers don't look like they can communicate with gamblers.
The focus is on professional land builders.
From this perspective, the focus is still on the land builder.
Yi Cha took out the profitable report and took a look at it.
Nothing was gained. This thing seemed to be frozen in the image of a seagull holding a fat herring in its mouth. It's really bad. He put it back, thinking of a few bad jokes he could tell the gambler if he were still alive.
Yi Cha turned around and started searching in the room.
"What are you looking for?" Ke Qier came over worriedly, wanting to help.
There is nothing special in this room. Metal sheet materials are piled high on the left and right walls, forming dozens of hard piles along the cold light - who knows when they were transported, everything seems to be It has been planned for a long time.
This was the first time that Yi Cha didn't feel the need to look through some information that was close at hand.
It's too late.
Since there is no time, it cannot be what the gambler wants them to do.
His eyes fell on the table in the center of the room.
The table is bright red, and the material seems to be integrated with the ground. It is very large, accounting for about one-fifth of the entire room.
If anything above would be a great tip.
But the stage was empty.
Yi Cha stared at the red countertop. He touched the table - nothing happened. He scratched the tabletop hard again - the tabletop was a little unexpectedly soft, and the scratch just left a thin mark.
Fine marks disappear in an instant.
The focus is on the land builder. To check.
He turned his head, and Ke Qier had a puzzled expression on his face.
Kirchur may be right.
But he hasn't realized it yet.
"Love! It's love! He loves her!"
Isaac recalled the angel's previous words.
"Would the 'love' you mentioned make their choices different?" he asked Ke Qier.
"Well……"
Ke Qier looked at him and then at the empty table.
"I have no idea."
The angel swallowed the question, thought carefully for a while, and replied: "Most guys will. But for some guys, love is just love."
"Okay." Icha said.
Hopefully it's just a matter of probability.
The land builders are concentrating on controlling the deep well and the area below the deep well.
Is it possible that she will sense the geological changes in certain parts of this area?
The real purpose of this empty table with nothing placed on it...
Yi Cha thought for a while, stretched out a finger, and carved a few words on the bright red and wide table:
"The gambler is dead."
They waited in silence for a while.
It took a long time for the writing to disappear.
