Du Ziming watched the scene in front of him with interest. Half of them said they were Wu Hui, and half said they were Du Ziming.
In fact, they are not sure that they are the real ones. After all, the master's hypnosis can be said to be superb. Even if you don't hypnotize a group of people, you still have to wonder if you are hypnotized.
This is fatal. The opponent is already very powerful, but you are still suspicious, and you are more likely to be caught by the master.
However, if you don't doubt or think at all, it will be easier to fall into the pit of the master.
There are pitfalls at both ends, but I don’t know which side is more pitiful.
Du Ziming looked at these people with a smile in his eyes: "I am Du Ziming, and I hold the trump card. You should know that I am the real one if you look at the meaning of the playing cards."
"Maybe it was the master's deliberate misdirection? Moreover, how can you be sure that your memory has not been modified?" Meihua Q said. She found a place to sit down, still holding a cigarette in her mouth. The plum blossom J Wu Hui, who looked a little thin next to him, also nodded, obviously not trusting everyone else.
Of course, this is normal. To be honest, Wu Hui and Du Ziming couldn't believe them. Du Ziming tried to take action, but unfortunately this time Wu Hui stopped him in time.
At the moment, this game clearly does not seem to be a game that requires force to solve problems. Because if there is a fight, they both will win. There will be no psychological pressure to deal with these people. Therefore, it is very likely that if you kill someone, you will not be able to get the playing cards, and you will be stuck in the level.
"Then are we just going to freeze here?" Plum Blossom 4, who called himself Du Ziming, stood up and said, "Since no one can believe it, what are we still doing here?"
"Let's compete. The strongest one is the real one." Wu Hui, Plum Blossom 3, said.
"It's just a comparison. I won't say who is real and who is fake for now. Let's just say that there is only one Du Ziming and one Wu Hui in the audience. The others are tools used by the master to interfere with the correct choice." Plum Blossom 2 pushed up his glasses. : "In other words, this is 2 versus 13. It's obviously unfair."
A bunch of different versions of Wu Hui and Du Ziming began to discuss various issues. Arguing and quarreling, it can be seen that everyone's intelligence is very high. But the form of expression is different.
"Beat him, but don't kill him." Wu Hui thought about it and came up with a strategy. If you can prove that you have absolute force, you can make these thirteen people believe in you.
The next moment, the light and shadow of swords lit up. The scene was quickly destroyed by everyone's confrontation, but no one was injured. Instead, the two kings, Wu Hui and Du Ziming, were surrounded and retreated.
Although these other playing cards are not as good as them in terms of force, they are not much different.
Is it an illusion or...
Wu Hui pushed up his glasses and suddenly thought of many things.
He doesn't seem to be sure that he is Wu Hui, so how can he convince others that he is Wu Hui?
However, for this kind of thing where there is no information at all, I can only bet on myself and then focus on this possibility to strengthen my belief. There is no point in thinking blindly. This time, I'm afraid there really is no backup plan at all.
Because thinking too much is wrong.
Thinking is Wu Hui's most powerful weapon, but now it has become his weakness.
At this moment, Wu Hui's eyes seemed to become sharp, like a cold sharp knife. Many club players in front were looking at him, as if they were planning to see what he was going to say.
"I think it should have proved our level just now. My strength, the cards in my hand, I came in with him." Wu Hui said: "Although there is a probability that it is the smoke bomb and trap of the master, but the two of us The probability that the big and small kings are real people is the highest."
"That's why, in situations where everyone's information is conflicting and detailed enough, you should hand over the playing cards to us."
"Is this a smoke bomb, or reverse thinking, or reverse thinking of reverse thinking. There is no point in thinking about these. Because infinite doubt itself is a mistake in this situation, and it is internal friction."
Thirteen people looked at Wu Hui. Wu Hui showed his hand, a little king, with a gray face and a silent body.
In fact, he was not 100% sure that he was Wu Hui. Maybe he was Du Ziming, maybe he was someone else, maybe he was a personality simulated by the master. However, at this moment, I am the best route.
If all thirteen of you really think that you are here to fight the Master and save the world.
"Then, I hope you can prove that you are the strongest. We have seen the strength, intelligence... just one paragraph is not enough to convince me." Plum Blossom 3 stood up.
Plum Blossom Q has burned out a cigarette: "I agree with this. If you don't come and talk with us, it's impossible to convince everyone."
"I still have reservations." Plum Blossom 2 said: "But if it is a defensive system, I can temporarily agree."
"Then I'll give the question." Club A was the first: "Which one of you can win, as long as he can win. Come on."
He turned around and looked around, finding two people to cooperate with him. After explaining something, the three of them took something together and dispersed: "The three of us exchanged the cards. Guess which card I am holding."
Wu Hui made some analysis in his mind, but Du Ziming, who had been watching his speech before, had already stepped forward with a smile: "The three cards are all in your hand for the time being. I guess for any card, you will take out the other one and tell me guessed wrong."
"Awesome." The Ace of Clubs nodded: "It's not difficult to guess this, but it's definitely your skill to do it so quickly. I'll give you my card. You two take your cards back."
Du Ziming took the ace of clubs and motioned for the next person to continue.
Wu Hui crossed his arms and stood watching his performance. By the way, he pushed up his glasses again.
The 2 of clubs is a clown version of Du Ziming with makeup on his face. He looks like he is crying and seems to be very sad: "Come, I have four black and white chess pieces here. You first tell me how many black and white chess pieces you want me to give you." , and then I’ll talk about the rules.”
"Aha." Du Ziming smiled: "Normally speaking, the rules you set will definitely favor you, so the most correct choice is to give me two black and two white. This will definitely not be biased. But is this a trap? "
"You can take a guess." The mourning clown forced a smile: "Aren't you guessing accurately?"
Du Ziming smiled: "Isn't it enough to guess that you must give yourself an advantage? Don't think that I can't see what you are thinking just because you painted your face. In this regard, I am the only expert in the audience!"
The 2 of clubs stared at him: "So you choose a few, do you want to play or not?"
"Play." Du Ziming said, "Come on, give me all the chess pieces."
