Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"I originally thought that I could steadily advance into the top 20, and then I could survive until the end by fishing. Unexpectedly, just last month, the bottom three in the standings were no longer tied, and I, as the only last place, also It is inevitable that he will be chosen as the target of assassination by the Faceless Men." The prisoner's tone was full of frustration.

"."Nima? It means that you are still not satisfied until you have reached twenty-one, right?

The prisoner noticed Ian's increasingly unkind look, and seemed to realize that what he just said deserved a beating, so he quickly added: "But this kind of lingering is meaningless, isn't it? Although I have persisted until now and have not been eliminated, but My strength has not been improved in any way. Once I am chosen by the Faceless Men, I can only leave my fate in the hands of others as I am now."

"This is another point I'm curious about. How did you manage to be so bad in the first half of the year?" Ian asked weirdly.

"Oh, this is a sad story." The prisoner put on a mask of pain on his face. "When I created the character, the strength of the initial character was very unbalanced and did not conform to the rules of normal competition or games, so I Just guess if you choose a really bad career, you will be compensated in other ways.”

Like luck? "And you actually chose one?"

"I am a rigorous person. When I have a conjecture, I prefer to obtain the answer through experiments." The prisoner paused and seemed to regret a little, "So I chose a bankrupt blacksmith at that time.

You also know the mechanism of this game. Players cannot get any resources in the system in the early stage. Relying on this rubbish profession, it took me four months to complete the main quest 1.

When I finally saved a little money and wanted to use the information in the original work to seek development, I suddenly discovered that whether it was Westeros or Essos, the entire plot line had already been developed by you guys. The players have completely destroyed it, and I can't find a suitable entry point at all. "

That is really a sad story, Ian chuckled, "But even if you have maintained zero points for 4 months, you have never been selected by an assassin that you can't kill. Does this mean that choosing a rubbish career is really going to end?" Bring you good luck?"

“No,” the prisoner shook his head, “In contrast, I prefer the possibility that the assassination mechanism in the standings is not randomly selected. I suspect that there is an evaluation point for the player’s initial character.

Each time the standings are settled, the players tied for the bottom will be re-ranked based on their initial scores. The higher the initial score, the lower the ranking. Only in this way can I explain why I was not advanced until there was no tie for the last place. The reason why the assassin was chosen. "

"Excluding the guess of coincidence, this is indeed a very likely conclusion. Although it is useless, your spirit of exploration is admirable." Ian couldn't help laughing, "But how dare you? Could it be that Don’t you know we are risking our lives?”

"Originally, my division of labor in the alliance was only the part responsible for industrial development. No matter what career I choose, it will not affect my work."

"Responsible for industrial development?" Ian's eyes lit up. He and Celia were both half-empty on this issue. They knew a lot, but when it came to implementing the project, they were in the dark about the details. " What did you do before you entered the game?"

"I am a doctoral supervisor at RWTH Aachen University."

"Lie!" Ian's experience told him that the man in front of him was telling the truth, but he still slammed the table, "What reason does a successful person like you have to risk your life here?"

Upon hearing this question, the prisoner's expression darkened a bit, as if he recalled a very bad memory.

"A sad thing," Ian shrugged, "I'm sorry to remind you of this, but anyway, it is necessary to answer my question."

"Yes, sir," the doctoral supervisor took a deep breath, calmed down and nodded, "Before I signed up for the competition, I was leading a project in a continent F country. Unexpectedly, an armed rebellion broke out in that country and the rebels occupied it. of our laboratory.

They took my wife and other colleagues and they forced me to participate in this tournament with their people because they needed the prize money to buy weapons."

"The dangerous truth," Ian glanced at the Ph.D. supervisor in surprise, "your frankness surprises me. You should know that your admission that your goal is the full bonus of 10 billion knives means the conflict between us. Irreconcilable, this also cuts off the possibility of my alliance with you."

"But I don't dare to lie. I'm afraid of your eyes. They make me feel that you can see through people's hearts." After the doctoral supervisor finished speaking, he immediately added, "I have given up getting the bonus now. I just want to survive. I don't I wish I could form an alliance with you. You can let people keep an eye on me 24 hours a day, and if I do anything strange, you can kill me without restraint. Let me work for you, as long as you save my life."

"Deal," Ian snapped his fingers, "I will play with the faceless man who is targeting you. In return, you need to serve me throughout the game." After saying that, Ian continued. He added, "Don't be discouraged in a hurry. As long as people are alive, everything will turn around."

"No need to test me, I know if I betray you, I will get nothing." The PhD supervisor player said, "My name is Adam, and I am honored to serve you."

"Now, let's continue the conversation we just started." Ian waved the Unsullied to untie Adam, but asked Yada, the Water Dancer, to stand behind him. "Where are your allies?"

"I didn't get to meet them," Adam shook his head. "We made an appointment to start in the Riverlands, and then go to the Crossroads Inn to meet. I rushed there as soon as I started, but I stayed at the inn for half a day. I found that a player seemed to have set a trap there, so I left in a hurry. I guessed that none of my allies might have survived."

Good guy! Are you still a fish that slipped through the net? Ian was a bit dumbfounded, but thinking about it, his hunting targets at that time were all mercenary knights, traveling merchants, mercenaries and brotherhood hunters. Who on earth would notice a passing poor blacksmith?

"Okay, last question, why are you in Astapor?"

"I received an optional mission in Volantis to help a certain Volantis noble come to Yunkai to customize a batch of bed slaves, and then I rushed to Yunkai. It was there that I received the news that I had been killed by the Faceless The email notification was targeted by the attacker, so after hesitation, I decided to ask you for help.”

Then you have to save Mader again. Are you really sure that junk professions will not increase luck? Ian thought absurdly.