Chapter 60

The man-pig did not speak but instead looked at Qi Xia quietly and said, "Even if you see through all of this, you still have to draw the black piece from a 49% probability."

"That's right," Qi Xia kept feeling around in the bowl. "When all science fails, I will believe in metaphysics."

"So what is your metaphysical theory?"

"It's that I must get out of here." Qi Xia said, "I believe I have a 100% chance of leaving this place, so I must draw the black piece here."

With that, he grabbed two pieces from the bowl and held them in his palm.

Then he raised them to the man-pig's face and showed them to him.

The man-pig's expression changed instantly; the eyes behind the mask trembled, and he could hardly believe what he saw.

Both were black pieces!

Those two crystal-clear black pieces, like two hollow eyes, lay quietly in Qi Xia's hand, staring at the man-pig, making him feel uneasy.

After a while, seeing that the man-pig did not speak, Qi Xia's lips curled up again, and he threw one of the black pieces back, keeping the other.

"I've made my choice."

A few seconds later, the man-pig finally understood: "You, you dare to trick me?!"

He slammed the table and stood up, ready to explode, but then he thought about it; Qi Xia had done nothing.

He had only raised the pieces to his own eyes.

The man-pig had miscalculated.

When Qi Xia raised the two black pieces to his eyes, he should have said something.

Even a taunt, even a jest.

Even a prompt to make a choice quickly—

But he had made the mistake of saying nothing.

After all, in such a situation, only the scenario where both pieces were black was enough to make someone silent.

He thought Qi Xia had left everything to "luck," but he didn't expect that he was still engaged in psychological warfare at the last moment.

The man-pig was still puzzled

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as to why the man in front of him had drawn two black pieces at once.

Was his "luck" that strong?

Now, thinking about it, the other party didn't even know what color the pieces he drew were.

He was watching his reaction.

He would take the next step based on his reaction or words.

The man-pig seemed thoroughly defeated, slowly sitting down and saying, "I have to admit, not only are you meticulous, but your 'luck' is also terrifying."

Qi Xia placed the piece on the table and slowly removed his blindfold: "Thank you."

Old Lü jumped up, releasing all the joy he had been suppressing.

"You're really a genius!" He hugged Qi Xia excitedly, "Kid, all past grievances are forgotten! Hahahaha!"

Qi Xia shook his head helplessly: "Should I thank you?"

Lin Qin was also happy for the two of them, even though they hadn't gained any "Dao" this time, winning was still joyful.

The man-pig walked to the side unwillingly, took ten "Dao" from a box, and handed them to Old Lü.

Old Lü beamed, put the "Dao" in his pocket, and then turned to Qi Xia: "Kid, it's not that I don't want to give you, but this time I provided the 'ticket,' so please understand."

Qi Xia didn't mind, nodded, and stood up: "The 'Dao' doesn't matter; I need to know the whereabouts of those two people now."

"Oh, that's easy," Old Lü said, "I may be stingy, but I'm fair. Follow me; I saw those two people outside a game room this morning."

"Great." Qi Xia and Lin Qin nodded and stood up to leave.

"Hey..." the man-pig called out.

The three people turned around blankly: "What is it?"

"What's your name?" the man-pig stared at Qi Xia and asked.

"Qi Xia."

"Qi Xia..." the man-pig repeated, then slowly sat down at the table, seemingly deep in thought.

After a long wait, the man-pig still didn't speak, leaving everyone puzzled.

"Did he go crazy from winning too much?" Old Lü whispered, "I bet he can't earn ten 'Dao' in a day."

"Crazy?" Lin Qin pursed her lips, "They were already crazy..." 🄲

Just as everyone was about to leave, the man-pig finally spoke.

"Qi Xia."

Hearing the man-pig call his name, Qi Xia turned around again, his expression somewhat impatient: "What is it?"

"I want to gamble with you again, this time for my life." The man-pig said calmly.

The three people stood there in a daze for a moment.

No one seemed to understand what the man-pig meant.

"What... what?!" Old Lü reacted, taking a big step back, "You crazy pig, are you really insane?!"

Lin Qin quickly grabbed Qi Xia's arm: "Let's ignore him..."

Qi Xia frowned: "I refuse."

"Refuse?" The man-pig crossed his arms, "You're refusing?"

"Exactly." Qi Xia nodded, "I can't risk my life with only a 50% chance of winning; it makes no sense for me."

Old Lü turned his head, looking at Qi Xia suspiciously: "Kid... what are you talking about..."

"What's wrong?" Qi Xia turned his head, "Do you think I should risk my life?"

"This isn't a question of 'should or shouldn't'!" Old Lü stomped his foot anxiously, "In this place, if one party proposes a 'life bet,' the other must accept it!"

Qi Xia was slightly stunned, as if he understood something.

When he proposed a life bet to "Man-Rat," although she was extremely unwilling, she ultimately accepted it.

Now, thinking about it, it was a very strange decision.

Her game was very simple; if the other party really chose a life bet, it was likely they had found a way to break it.

Under such unfavorable conditions, he should have refused no matter what.

But she didn't.

It turned out that in this place, once a "life bet" was proposed, a life contract was forcibly signed.

If this rule was broken, a judge like "Zhuque" would descend from the sky to punish the rule-breaker.

Qi Xia's face turned abnormally cold; Zhuque was eager to kill him. If he chose to run away now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Worse still, all the tactics Qi Xia had used would be ineffective the second time, greatly increasing the probability of failure.

"Don't be afraid." The man-pig, as if reading Qi Xia's thoughts, said, "I'm not an unreasonable pig; let's try a more interesting game this time."

He took two pairs of glasses from a box and placed them on the table.

"These are good things I borrowed from Brother Sheep..."

Everyone looked closely; the glasses were no different from ordinary ones, except for a small device at the bridge of the nose, whose purpose was unknown.

"Two of you, I need your help," the man-pig said with a smile.

"Help?" Old Lü pouted instantly, "Help you? Impossible."

"If you don't agree, I will announce a life bet with all of you," the man-pig said in a strange tone.