Global Trial

Xia Mingdong was surprised: "You really spent your money."

"Of course." Cen Heng smiled to cover up his bleeding heart, "I have always been the most generous to my brothers."

Xia Mingdong: "If you didn't have a distressed expression visible to the naked eye when you said this, I would believe it even more."

Cen Heng froze.

"But I didn't intend to ask you to help." Xia Mingdong said very straightforwardly: "You will call the bet no matter what in the next game. If it doesn't work, just allin. It doesn't matter if you have all the chips in your hand. It's important to save your life."

"Okay." Cen Heng immediately agreed, "But fourth, if you really need help, why don't you ask me?"

"First of all, because you have a dark face." Xia Mingdong hit people slowly, "Secondly, because you have no momentum, you can't gain popularity, and you don't know how to act cold."

"Then Ren Sheng can do it!" Cen Heng immediately betrayed his good friend, "I think he has a paralyzed face, which is quite imposing."

Ren Sheng: "..."

Why are you trying to kill me.

Xia Mingdong has already said that he has a high-cold temperament, can't he tell that he is talking about Ning Ge?

Ren Sheng looked at Ning Ge who was beside him with a cold expression, and really wanted to take the initiative to show his innocence.

Xia Mingdong smiled, "Let's talk about this question later. Let's go to the auditorium first. Jamie gave us a full half-hour intermission, isn't it just for us to find clues?"

"What clues are you looking for?"

"For example, what is the use of the audience, the feasibility of cheating, where is 635, etc." Xia Mingdong threw out many possibilities, "Generally speaking, dungeons with clear tasks can be released after completing the tasks. Leave, the mission of this dungeon should be to allow us to participate in a complete round of poker, and we can finish the game after three rounds, but if you want a reward, you have to find it yourself..."

Xia Mingdong pushed open the door leading to the auditorium while speaking.

As soon as the door was pushed open, he seemed to enter another world, and the stands that had been blurred before became clear.

They came from the quiet arena where only Jamie shouted to the noisy audience. The seats here are full of people, no, it should be said that they are full of strange-looking aborigines or exiles. They talk a little bit from time to time. , Seeing someone pushing the door and coming in, many of them showed interest.

One of the exiles covered in steel came closer to Cen Heng and smelled it, then shook his head in disgust: "It's boring, flesh and blood don't taste good at all."

Cen Heng: "..."

Thank you so much for your disgust.

A few more people came out from the door behind Xia Mingdong. When No. 1 approached the auditorium, the steel-clad exile showed longing and malicious eyes, "It's really a... nice flesh and blood."

Number 1's face changed slightly.

A moment later, a knife that came from nowhere dangerously brushed No. 1's ear, bringing out a little bloodshot.

The exile's eyes began to grow wild.

No. 1 gritted his teeth, weighed for a moment, and left immediately.

Cen Heng whispered in shock: "I still remember that the rule is that violence is not allowed."

"That's the rule for us." Xia Mingdong said, "It's not for these audiences."

Cen Heng: "...It's really unfair."

"There is no absolute fairness in this world." Xia Mingdong sneered, "For the trial world, we are the real outsiders, and they group together to reject them."

"Then it's okay for us to look for clues like this." Cen Heng suddenly felt that it was very dangerous, "This place... doesn't look peaceful."

No. 8 and No. 9 came out from behind Xia Mingdong, and looked hesitantly at the endless auditorium, feeling guilty.

"Let's go." Xia Mingdong said, "No problem, after all our flesh and blood are not welcome."

Also, this gave Cen Heng confidence, he followed Xia Mingdong.

Xia Mingdong walked up the steps on one side of the auditorium, and many exiles looked at them, but no one really tried to attack them.

Cen Heng breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that not killing is really very useful.

"Fourth, where are you going?"

"Go find someone." Xia Mingdong counted the number of steps while walking, "It will be soon."

He remembered that Lei Gong was sitting nearby.

The higher you go, the quieter the auditorium is, and there are fewer exiles, most of whom are aborigines.

Finally, when Xia Mingdong reached the No. 40 step, he stopped and looked to the left, and saw Lei Gong who was like a wooden puppet.

Xia Mingdong leaned against the wall beside him and smiled: "Long time no see."

Lei Gong looked at Xia Mingdong in surprise, he seemed to say something to someone beside him, and then walked out from the auditorium.

Lei Gong put his hands on his hips, and the wooden arm joints became a knuckle shape. He snorted softly, and asked arrogantly, "What do you want me to do?"

"Come and ask how much you earned at the amusement park last time."

"Oh, a lot." This is also the main motivation for Lei Gong to come and talk to Xia Mingdong, he smiled complacently, "I have been in the amusement park for a year."

"Then would you like to earn a little more this time?"

Lei Gong moved his wooden eyes with difficulty, "It depends on what happens."

Xia Mingdong asked directly: "Is there any peripheral betting this time?"

Cen Heng: ... an outside game?

"Oh, this..." Lei Gong stammered, "You should understand."

Xia Mingdong replied with a smile: "That is to say, yes."

Lei Gong coughed twice symbolically, his voice was immature.

"Then I should ask another question." Xia Mingdong stared at Lei Gong and said slowly, "Where is 635?"

Lei Gong froze, and talked about him from left to right, "I can't say it either."

"That can be said, right?" Xia Mingdong asked with a smile, "Let's talk about it."

"What are you asking 635 for?" Lei Gong muttered softly, "It's not necessarily necessary for him."

"Oh, no, of course." Xia Mingdong said: "I will help you win the game, and you will give me a commission. If we cooperate, it would be better to have a witness. I think 635 is the most suitable for this role."

Lei Gong hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "How much money do you think you can earn for me, are you sure you can win a game?"

"Very likely." Xia Mingdong said directly, "Winning is a very simple matter."

"Actually, it's quite difficult to find 635." Lei Gong's words were full of hints, "I didn't see him here."

not here?

Xia Mingdong quickly reviewed the situation after entering the dungeon, and finally slowly locked on the most likely location.

Cen Heng didn't understand, "What do you mean, isn't it in the auditorium?"

"I'll talk about that later." Xia Mingdong asked again: "Who will be the banker in the peripheral betting?"

He just smiled after asking, "Actually, you don't need to ask this question, it should be very obvious."

Cen Heng asked with question marks all over his face: "What do you mean?"

Now even Ren Sheng couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't you remember saying at the beginning that this is 635's gambling-Bo City?"

Cen Heng: "...The banker is 635?"

Xia Mingdong nodded.

If he guessed correctly, there should be two games here, one is their three-round poker game, and the other is a peripheral game.

That's why there is the concept of popularity and the role of audience.

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