Ten Days End

After Qinglong confirmed the answer on the screen, he shook his sleeves and slowly walked to the front of the crowd, as if he had already won.

"Qi Xia, it's your turn." Qinglong said.

Qi Xia's face flashed a trace of hesitation. He only knew that admitting defeat was not something he would do, so he raised his legs and walked behind the giant wall.

"Playing tricks." Chen Junnan said unhappily.

"How is it playing tricks?" Qinglong said, "Qi Xia also agreed to let me create first just now. This is the result of negotiation between the two parties."

"Wow." Chen Junnan laughed, "If we fight, I will stab you first, and then you stab me? Why, you stab me first every time now?"

"It's a pity that gambling is like this." Qinglong said, "As long as both parties agree, there is no room for regret."

Zheng Yingxiong raised his nose and sniffed at this moment, and obviously smelled the smell of hesitation on Qi Xia not far away.

It seems that even he himself is not sure of the answer this time.

Now everyone can't see Qi Xia's face, and has no idea what he is thinking about.

What other possibilities are there for a "word" that includes "soldier" and is important to humans?

Han Yimo stared blankly at the people in the venue at this time, still a little confused about his position.

Is he on Chu Tianqiu's side or Qi Xia's side?

If Qi Xia fails in his bet... should he be buried with him?

But fortunately, Chu Tianqiu's entire team has left here, and he can be considered to have retired successfully, so he is naturally not that worried.

Chen Junnan, Qiao Jiajin, Tiantian and Zhang Chenze are all sweating for Qi Xia.

Now the "rules" have become more and more abstract, and it is hard to say whether he can win the next round.

If Qi Xia can win the second round, he can stop the third round.

But now... can he find a "word" more important than "rice" from the remaining "words"?

Everyone waited quietly for almost a minute, but Qi Xia never moved.

He stroked his chin in front of the "Phoenix Book Table" and began to carefully consider this abstract rule.

It was obvious that Qinglong had practiced in advance. He did not even hesitate when he created "rice". From this perspective, even if Qinglong had practiced in advance, he still believed that "rice" was the only answer. As long as he created "rice", the game would be invincible.

In this case... is there any way to break through this round of the game?

The rules are not in my favor, the situation is not in my favor, and the order of attack is not in my favor... Then what is in my favor?

Qi Xia narrowed his eyes and looked up at Xuanwu standing on the side of the huge wall.

Yes, the most favorable thing in this game may be "referee".

Because it involves "betting on life", this game does not continue to use the scoring system that comes with the display screen, but lets Xuanwu judge the winner.

So is there a "word" that can replace the concept and disrupt Xuanwu's thoughts?

Qi Xia closed his eyes silently, and the thoughts in his brain spun rapidly.

Countless "characters" also sprang up in his mind like mushrooms after rain, and then they were broken down into countless radicals.

These radicals combined with each other and then scattered and rotated, and in his mind, like flying butterflies, they all came forward to rotate and reorganize with "Soldier".

Qi Xia looked down like a creator, and at the same time checked all the possible rotations of "characters".

After ninety degrees and then another ninety degrees, each radical had rotated 270 degrees, but Qi Xia still couldn't find a suitable "character" to fight against "Rice".

"Wait..."

Qi Xia closed his eyes and frowned, and found a strange inspiration in the darkness.

Just now, it seemed that some "character" flashed by, but that "character" was fleeting, and disappeared in the sea of ​​"characters" without paying attention.

If that "character" really exists... maybe it can disturb Xuanwu's thoughts.

He imagined the radicals that made up the two "characters" separately and rotated them 90 degrees several times, but after a while he found something was wrong.

This "character" will not appear when the radicals are rotated 90 degrees, but will only appear for a moment when the radicals are rotated 45 degrees.

So in order to form this "character", one of the radicals needs to be rotated 45 degrees to create it at an inclined angle.

Qi Xia couldn't help but raise his mouth after learning the answer.

Is this the secret hidden in "Chinese characters"?

I was just saying that Qinglong's thinking was limited, but I didn't expect that I was also imprisoned.

Who said that the radicals can only rotate 90 degrees each time? Why can't there be a 45-degree rotation?

Qi Xia slowly opened his eyeseyes, looking at the many devices in front of him.

The only problem now is... whether the "Phoenix Book Table" can recognize this strange "word".

"The strokes are not the same, just the shape is the same." Qi Xia whispered.

If it can be recognized... there may be hope for this round of the game.

After all, the ancients did not consider any strokes when creating characters, but only pursued the shape.

Qi Xia shook his head helplessly. Who could have thought that this "word" would appear in this game when "Cangjie Chess" started?

Everyone looked at the empty screen in front of the huge display screen. Lawyer Zhang and Tiantian's palms were sweating, but Qi Xia still did not move.

Qinglong's face was full of displeasure. He turned his head and said to Xuanwu: "It's almost done, right? Even "creating characters" has a time limit. Do we have to wait until dark? "

"Okay..." Xuanwu nodded, and just as he was about to say something, he found that the huge screen was flashing.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the answer given by Qi Xia this time.

A few seconds later, an "eight" slowly lit up.

Everyone was silent when they saw this. Although they used part of the "soldier", they all calculated the possibilities that could be formed in their hearts. What else could be important to humans besides "rice"?

Qinglong sneered. After all, he had thought of all the possibilities that included "eight" in advance, and there was nothing more important than "rice". But before he could speak, the screen flashed again, and a "word" that he had never thought of appeared.

"Father"!

Everyone stared at the screen with wide eyes, and the air was extremely quiet for a moment.

A few seconds later, Chen Junnan slowly blurted out three words: "This is fucking..."

"It's a pity that it can't form a "mother", but "father" is enough to represent what I want to express. "Qi Xia walked out slowly from behind the huge wall and said calmly, "Only parents can give life to humans. This rule even comes before "rice." "

Qinglong still felt a little incredible...

That bunch of "words"... can actually spell "father"?