Thinking cannot be transparent between people. When it comes to trust, the smarter the person, the further away from him.
Wenshanke, who carries everything on his own, is actually almost helpless in the outside world. Otherwise, as a leader, why would he come here to gamble his life. Even if the death rate of players who challenge the Demon God Card is the lowest, it is not as easy as imagined.
During the process of participating, it is possible to fail, have sequelae, go crazy, or be trapped in an unknown dimension forever.
With no other choice, he could only risk everything he had to pray for a victory. This is not just about him, but also about the remaining nearly 100 million survivors.
Gotta win, have to save it all.
Wenshanke gritted his teeth and began to take a deep breath as his sanity gradually disappeared, and then started the final game with Wu Hui.
If he loses, he won't have any chance.
Wu Hui shook his head and said nothing.
But he knew that Wen Shanke had already embarked on a path that was 90% likely to lead to failure.
From God's perspective, you will find that this is actually the path with the highest success rate for Wenshanke. Speaking of which, Wen Shanke can be regarded as a person at any rate. His willpower and talent are among the best.
But in front of the real big situation, his behavior seems to be inconsequential.
Defeating Wu Hui who almost never makes mistakes while losing his mind... just thinking about it seems impossible. Wen Shanke seemed destined to become a tragic hero.
The game begins and the cards are dealt.
Wu Hui drew Beginning of Spring, Beginning of Summer, Autumnal Equinox, Winter Solstice 2, and Awakening of Insects 3.
There were four spring cards in hand. Although three of them were duplicates, Wenshanke didn't know it. After seeing Wu Hui's hand, he suddenly felt a surge of pressure.
Wenshanke's own hand is unremarkable, with Vernal Equinox 2, Xiaoman, Mangzhong, Heavy Snow 2, and Xiaohan 1.
This start was so dissipated that Wenshanke's pressure increased so much that he seemed to have collapsed.
As Wu Hui said before. No matter how precious and respectable the will is, it cannot truly change the world. Those who have only strength but no ideals will not get far; those who have only ideals but no strength...
Perhaps it can only be respected by future generations as a tombstone.
Putting everything on the line to win is easy to say, but if only it were that easy.
Wu Hui knocked down a piece of Jingzhe. Wenshanke frowned slightly, as if he had discovered something. He barely stabilized his breathing and began to calculate the cards. Although the speed was a little slower, as long as he was steady and checked in his heart, it would not be so easy to make mistakes.
Don't be anxious, don't panic. If you panic, you really have no chance.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, he seemed to have gotten rid of the influence of darkness. Of course Wu Hui knew that was just an illusion. You can't really get away from it. You can only live with that missing sanity.
And then be slowly swallowed up, or adapt.
But now there is no time for you to adapt. So, I'm sorry.
Wu Hui felt sorry for Wenshanke in his heart, and then continued the game calmly. Don't let your emotions influence your actions.
After the three Jingzhe cards were destroyed by Wu Hui, the cards on the field passed through one Vernal Equinox and one Autumnal Equinox, turning into a situation where Autumn was needed.
Although the cards in the hand are changing all the time, the skeleton is still composed of the spring, summer, autumn, and winter solstice, the spring and autumn equinoxes, and the winter and summer solstice. Wu Hui obviously planned to use another way to win this game.
Wenshanke only saw that the cards in Wu Hui's hand had always been the loose deck of the Four Seasons. He didn't know if it was almost ready to be put together or if it was completely scattered.
But he had no choice but to bet that his opponent had loose cards, and then concentrate on combining his own cards.
If Wu Hui doesn't have loose cards in his hand.
If you don't rely on luck.
How can he win?
God, although I have never believed it, at this moment I hope you really exist.
Please tell me how to win?
How far do I have to go to save the world I want to save?
Praying, of course, is of no use.
Wu Hui just played the game calmly. Wenshanke had no chance at all. Like ants trying to shake the mountains.
Soon, but in Wenshanke's feeling, a long time passed. Wu Hui gathered together three Beginning of Spring, one for the Autumnal Equinox, one for the Spring Equinox, one for the Beginning of Summer, one for the Beginning of Winter, and one for the Winter Solstice.
In the end, Wenshanke lost all his bets.
Really, there is no flaw, it is as cold as a machine and cannot make mistakes.
Maybe I never stood a chance against such a being from the beginning. Still lost... The Prison King will kill all the remaining survivors...
And what is the meaning of all this I have done?
Wu Hui looked at Wenshanke's collapse and said nothing.
He didn't know this person's specific story or his legendary experience. But he may be regarded as a witness to the last scene of Wen Shanke and that world.
Goodbye Wenshanke, at least I will remember you and Zi Xing.
Like remembering the world devastated by the Black Death.
King Xin has burned many memories, but Wu Hui has never completely burned the story of how the world was destroyed. Even if part of it is burned, I will complete the history in my spare time.
Maybe there is a code name that would be more suitable for Wu Hui.
That is, The Undertaker.
He attended the funerals of many civilizations and left a record of them. According to Wu Hui's investigation, only a few other players have encountered doomsday or near-doomsday in the playwright's game. It can only be said that the playwright takes special care of himself.
Hope this helps in the future.
After watching Wen Shanke leave, Wu Hui, whose sanity was more than doubled than usual, looked in the direction of the card player.
This is not the first time he has met a poker player.
Anyone who stands on this casino is a legend.
But Wu Hui was the only one who stood all the way to the end.
He is a legend among legends, the pinnacle among mortals, and a being who is enough for the gods to take action in person for a fair duel.
The poker player looked at him, his expression still unchanged. But Wu Hui and the magistrate could feel that he was getting serious.
Should I feel honored that poker players can take me seriously, or should I feel intimidated?
"Do you need a rest?" the card player asked.
"Wait a moment." Wu Hui closed his eyes, adjusted his mentality and breathing, and reopened them after about a minute: "Okay."
The two people suddenly appeared on both sides of the card table and sat down respectively. The physical fitness of both parties was reduced to the level of ordinary people, and all extraordinary powers were disabled. This is a limit that card players place on themselves.
The magistrate's expression did not change, but he was also excited and curious about this interesting game in his heart.
The poker players personally went out to fight fairly. In the entire universe, it takes several years for this to happen. After all, there are not many player planets left alive now.
