end of ten days.

Qi Xia was slightly taken aback, he finally found the rules of Di Yang's lying.

"Supplementary fan".

Strictly speaking, Diyang is not a complete lie, it is indeed a supplementary fan, but many people cannot supplement it.

As he himself said, everyone has the "opportunity" to replenish fans, but not everyone has the "ability" to replenish fans.

"Hey, referee, what do you mean?" an old man asked.

Di Yang stretched out his hand and patted the small blackboard: "It's literally."

Qi Xia saw that many people showed embarrassing expressions.

It's no wonder, after all, this is the first day of the entire reincarnation, and those who can take out five "Tao" to pay for tickets can be regarded as excellent, and it is naturally a bit reluctant to take out three "Tao" to buy fans .

This is obviously a good deal that can make a profit without losing money. Three fans of "Tao" can be exchanged for five "Tao".

This feeling is very similar to life. Whenever you want to use money to make money, there is no money.

But the reason why Diyang did this made Qi Xia a little confused.

Even if he doesn't care about "Tao" and only cares about human life, how can selling fans kill people?

A young man walked up slowly with a handbag, and threw the bag directly on the table.

The few remaining people with handbags also stepped forward one after another, and they all showed their handbags.

They opened the bags, and each of them contained twenty or thirty "Dao" in their bags.

At this time, Qi Xia understood what Qin Dingdong called "speculation". This is a very simple and violent investment game. As long as you have enough capital, you can earn enough "Tao".

The corner of Qi Xia's mouth twitched, he finally understood how this game should end.

"Very good." Di Yang looked at the suitcase and nodded, "Please choose whatever you want."

pick?

Everyone paused, the fans added this time were not random, they could be chosen?

Five men with handbags went straight forward, and four of them began to pick out fans, and the crowd of onlookers also started whispering at this moment.

"No wonder that woman named Qin Dingdong gave me three "Tao" just now..." Qi Xia touched his pocket, "Do you want to see my ability? "

The four people with handbags all got nearly ten fans, but the fifth person stood aside in a daze, not knowing how to choose.

Seeing that more than half of the fans on the table were missing, Qi Xia also walked forward silently, took out his three "Tao" and handed them to Ren Yang.

"Please choose."

This is an excellent opportunity for Qixia. If he can choose a folding fan, he should naturally get another one besides "Sorrow", so as to ensure that he can be successfully paired with others.

"Qi Xia, which one do you want to buy?" Qin Dingdong suddenly appeared beside Qi Xia and asked.

Qi Xia looked at her and replied, "Of course it's the one I'm missing."

He opened a paper fan and looked at it. It was "Hi".

As long as he has this "Xi", Qi Xia's chances of going out will skyrocket.

But... For the deceptive game of the earth sheep, should this "Xi" be taken now?

Since you want to win all the "Tao" that the referee has, naturally you don't need to rush out.

Qi Xia thought for a moment, put down the "happy" fan, and picked up another fan, which was "sad".

"I want this one."

He put the fan into his pocket, then turned his head and gave Qin Dingdong a lukewarm look.

"Oh?" Qin Dingdong smiled and nodded, "With this "sorrow", can the fan in your hand go out? "

"Acceptance, I can barely go out."

Qin Dingdong shrugged, turned and left.

But Qi Xia held the "sorrow" in his hand and looked at it for a long time before walking towards a man beside him.

Although the man came over with a handbag, he hesitated while looking at the fan on the table.

"Brother, what are you hesitating about?" Qi Xia asked.

When the man saw Qi Xia approaching, he immediately showed a cautious expression: "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to make a deal with you." Qi Xia said, "A good deal that will let you make money without losing money."

"Business...?" The man looked slightly interested, but his tone was still cautious.

Qi Xia nodded, took a step forward, and said, "Brother, I'm going to give you a fan, but you need to do me a favor."

Then he whispered a few words in the man's ear, which made the man's nervous expression relax.

"that's it?"

Qi Xia nodded: "Well, that's it."

The man thought for a while, then looked at the fan in Qi Xia's hand, and finally agreed to his proposal.

He paid all his "Tao", and then bought all the remaining eight "Sorrow" on Diyang's table.

In this way, Qi Xia's original goal has been achieved.

In the next half hour, no one can add new "sorrow", this fan is temporarily out of print.

No matter how many participants go out next, the "sorrow" in their hands will either be taken away or consumed, and the number will only decrease but not increase.

At the last moment, about seven or eight people came forward slowly, took out the "Tao" in their pockets, and bought folding fans.

Most of the people only bought one, and a middle-aged woman with extra pockets bought the last two on the table.

Now there is one last step left in the plan.

Qi Xia turned his head to look at the man who bought all the "sorrows", and he must ensure that he can leave safely in the next time.

Now there are two trickiest situations.

First, there is a "gap between rich and poor" here. There are five "rich people" and a group of "poor people". What's even more frightening is that the only law enforcement officer here will not interfere in violent incidents, so the "rich people" You must escape immediately, the longer you delay, the more dangerous you will be.

Second, the number of "rich people" is singular.Logically speaking, for the sake of insurance, the "rich people" must escape in two teams, which will definitely cause one of the five "rich people" to be alone.

No matter what, Qi Xia must ensure that the "rich man" beside him can escape. If he unfortunately stays here, his situation will completely collapse.

Sure enough, the two "rich men" in the distance had obviously thought of a countermeasure long ago. They leaned close together and walked quickly towards the "matching machine" by the wall.

The other two "rich men" didn't seem to know each other, and they were obviously wary of each other, and they didn't form a team immediately at this moment.

Qi Xia was thinking about countermeasures quickly, but saw that the first two "rich men" had already pressed the button in front of the machine.

They are going to run.

The general "poor people" certainly have no right to get involved in this "strong alliance" model, but...

Sure enough, as Qi Xia expected, a tall and thick man came in front of the two "rich men" and blocked the "matching machine" with his bloated body.

This guy had just snatched a thin man's fan not long ago.

"What do you do?" one of the "rich men" asked.

"Brother, you guys eat meat, I have to drink some soup too..." The big man said with a smile, "Now this "matching machine" has been taken over by me, if you want to use it, you need to pay some money. "

The two "rich men" looked at each other, and then asked, "How much do you want?"

It seems that their main countermeasure is to "spend money and avoid disaster".

"I want half of the fans in your hands." The big man replied.