Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

The fourth lesson of the Compassionate Journey: Caution.

After watching for about a minute, Chen Feng had fully understood the game and figured out how to pass it, but just to be on the safe side and to avoid being cut off by the savior, he decided to watch someone else play a round first.

[Cognitive filter has been removed]

Graffiti, lights, and the powerful 93 electronic dance music "No Limit".

The moment the beautification pack was removed, Room 9 revealed its true form, transforming into an endless underground nightclub.

There are countless game rooms here, and the sexy big brother sits behind the card table in the center of the room, quietly waiting for challengers from all universes.

Chen Feng opened the door to any room and was immediately greeted by a sulfurous odor reminiscent of rotten eggs.

It's ready!

Chen Feng looked into the room and saw that the source of the smell was a 12-gauge shotgun on the card table.

There were three bullets next to the shotgun. They looked exactly the same, with no difference between them. But Chen Feng knew from the signed document that there were actually two kinds of bullets: live bullets loaded with black powder and blank bullets with no power.

The older brother randomly loaded three bullets into the shotgun, so no one would know how the bullets were arranged.

Wow!

"This is the Russian roulette! I love it!"

The challenger, sporting a "1" on his forehead, was reading the instruction manual. He wore a flashy printed shirt, tinted glasses, a thick gold chain, bracelets, and a watch—he looked very Burmese... shy, open and honest, and the kind of person who could easily sell himself.

And as the challenger said.

This wildly imaginative game involves players engaging in gunfights with shotguns.

The boss is the banker, and the players are the challengers.

The challenger has the first right to fire and must choose to shoot either the opponent or themselves. If they shoot themselves, they retain the right to fire the next shot. If they shoot the leader, the leader has the right to fire the next shot.

Simply put, whoever was pointed at with a gun in the previous round has the right to choose to fire in the next round.

In addition to bullets, there are two electronic scoreboards on the table. The screen displays three gray hearts made up of dotted lines. When a player starts a game, the edge of one of the gray hearts is replaced by a solid line, indicating the maximum lifespan of one point.

Empty bullets do no damage, but live bullets can take away a drop of blood.

As the saying goes, if a person is killed, they die; if you kill the other person, you win the game.

Before each round begins, the solid gray lines will turn into red hearts, indicating that both players' health has been restored to its maximum.

Although everyone's physical condition is different, whether it's a multi-god or a person who knows everything about astronomy or is in a vegetative state with lower limb paralysis, everyone starts with a maximum of one drop of blood, which is absolutely fair, including the eldest brother himself.

Then some handsome men and beautiful women might ask...

With only one point of health cap, why are you making so many heart shapes?

This involves props.

That's right. Before each game starts, both the dealer and the challenger will receive three magical gadgets that will be used later.

they are, respectively:

Cigarettes, when smoked, can increase your maximum health by a small amount and restore a small amount of health.

The saw can shorten a shotgun, doubling the power of the next bullet. If the bullet fired is a blank, the effect remains until a live round is fired or the game ends.

A phone from the future that allows users to glimpse the type of any bullet that will be fired in the future.

The three items are contained in three identical boxes. Players can only peek inside the boxes at the start of the game, after which the boxes are sealed. So, until they are opened, no one knows what items the other player has used.

Three bullets, that's three rounds.

Before each round begins, both sides can choose one type of item to use, but these items are one-time use only. Once selected, they cannot be changed, and they will disappear even if you don't use them.

Elbow Strike's mind is a bit simple: "Can't I just snatch the item from them?"

That won't work.

Chen Feng pointed to the rules and said, "The challenger's items can only be used by the challenger, and the house's items can only be used by the house. Besides, even if you could steal them, could you possibly outmaneuver a top-tier monster?"

Elbow Strike Gui thought to himself, "Sorry, I'm drunk."

Flip past the classic game instructions in the middle, such as "After you leave, you cannot reveal the game content to anyone" and "You can only participate in the game once."

At the end of the signed agreement was the reward for playing the game: "If you win the game, you can take one of the older brother's collectibles with you."

"Of course, if we don't win, it will naturally become Big Brother's collection."

The saying goes, "Fortune favors the bold."

Chen Feng looked around the room. There were so many gods here, and single-target world items were practically everywhere. No wonder there were still countless challengers coming here despite knowing how dangerous it was.

One out of every three bullets is a live round.

No matter what prop the boss chooses, as long as the challenger's first shot is a live bullet and they choose to use a saw, they have a one-in-three chance to win the competition and take away the prize!

And it's more than a third.

The game allows a challenger to invite a friend to play as Challenger Two.

This friend had to be absent, so the joke couldn't invite Chen Feng.

Invitations require the other party's consent, so Chen Feng had no way to invite the Ancestor of Flame Demons and kill him here.

If your friend wins, that counts as a win too.

At this thought, the floral shirt challenger's breathing quickened: "Two thirds, let's take a gamble!"

After signing his own name and his friend's name.

It happened so fast, just like that.

Then came the friend in the floral shirt, a big gold-toothed man with a cigar in his mouth.

Meanwhile, the floral shirt disappeared from the room.

Chen Feng chuckled, "As expected, they don't allow the two of them to communicate."

Then a single dot appeared above Chen Feng's head.

Chen Feng didn't laugh.

Completely bewildered, Big Gold Tooth spent almost an hour trying to figure out what was going on, but still couldn't understand.

This made both the joker and the elbow striker sleepy: "Brother Feng, let's rest for a while, and call us when the game starts."

Another half hour passed.

Chen Feng reminded him, "The game has begun."

The joking ghost banged on its horn: "Where is it? Where is it?"

As the bullet was chambered, the older brother threw the shotgun in front of Big Gold Tooth.

Then both sides simultaneously choose items.

The older brother chose a safe approach, using a cigarette that increases his maximum health by one drop. This way, as long as Big Gold Tooth doesn't use a saw that deals double damage, even if the gun fires live ammunition, the older brother won't die.

However, the gold tooth is actually a saw.

With a snap, after sawing off the front of the shotgun barrel, Big Gold Tooth fired a shot: "Done!"

Where is it fixed?

Chen Feng's eyes widened. Although Big Gold Tooth's words sounded impressive, once the smoke cleared, it turned out to be a blank.

Then, since the eldest brother was shot in the previous round, he took the gun in the second round.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether Big Gold Tooth chooses the cigarette or not, because the double bonus from the saw will remain until the live ammunition is fired, so this shot will definitely deal two points of damage.

A shot rang out.

Big Gold Tooth was splattered with blood on the spot.

Then, the man in the floral shirt appeared, beaming, "After all that time, you should have succeeded by now, bro... Bro!!! What's wrong with you?!"

"What kind of game theory is this?"

Chen Feng looked at Big Gold Tooth's corpse and left the room.

As the saying goes, playing chess with a terrible player only makes you worse. Watching this kind of game between two idiots, Chen Feng felt like his brain was about to explode.

Elbow Strike, standing nearby, chimed in, "Indeed, that guy was too stupid. If it were me, I would have checked the bullet on my phone. If it was live ammunition, I would have killed him with a saw."

There's another person who doesn't understand the rules.

Both types of items were used in one round.

Chen Feng shook his head: "You're not much better than Big Gold Tooth. He's playing the fool game, you're playing the bull game."

To be honest, the older brother has a lot of clients.

After dealing with several brutes in different rooms, Chen Feng found a robot.

The robot emitted an electronic voice: "My friend and I both chose to fire the saw first, giving us a 5/9 chance of winning, but I have a plan that guarantees we won't lose."

A foolproof plan?

This one looks much more reliable.

Chen Feng wanted to see: "Can a purely mathematical model win?"

Games start.

The first robot chose cigarettes as its prop.

Chen Feng looked at the cigarette butts on the ground and shook his head: "Since it's a robot, why don't you give it an e-cigarette, bro?"

On the other side, the eldest brother also smokes cigarettes.

When in doubt, first fold some blood.

Elbow Strike Deceptively: "They're all as steady as old dogs."

However, the next second, the robot suddenly picked up a shotgun and fired at itself: "The first shot must be a cigarette at myself, otherwise the overall win rate will be less than four out of seven."

The joker yelled, "Are you kidding me! This machine is infected with a virus?"

Nothing.

This is the optimal strategy.

Chen Feng explained, "The core of this game is that you can't give your gun to someone else, otherwise your life will be in their hands. Since the boss will definitely choose cigarettes in the first round, if the challenger chooses a cell phone for the first shot and sees that there is live ammunition, then shooting themselves will mean death, and shooting the boss and handing over the gun will also mean certain death."

The joke was cryptic: "Definitely dead?"

"Didn't you notice in those rooms just now? Everyone who chose to shoot the big brother with the saw first lost," Chen Feng analyzed. "So I think that unless it's against the rules, or the result has been clearly seen with the future phone, the bullet type will be ordered according to the situation most advantageous to the big brother."

The joking ghost understood: "So, in other words, without knowing whether the bullets are real or fake, shooting at yourself is definitely real, and shooting at your boss is definitely fake?"

With a bang.

The robot that fired at itself was indeed hit, but it didn't die because the cigarette increased its maximum health.

"That's really true." Elbow Strike Guillotine couldn't understand. "Who can win against this?"

"So you absolutely can't use a saw or a cell phone in the first round." Chen Feng looked at the card table. "Don't rush, take your time."

Round two.

The robot used a mobile phone.

Everyone guessed that.

After all, who would you hit with a saw? Hitting yourself would be like cosplaying Kennedy, but hitting the boss would definitely miss.

Elbow Strike Ghost was a little confused: "Is there a difference between using a phone in the first round and using a phone in the second round?"

"Of course."

Chen Feng pointed to the rules.

Of the three bullets, at least one is a live bullet and at least one is a dummy bullet.

If the second shot is also real, then with two real shots before that, according to the rules, the last one must be a fake shot, and even if the guy is lucky, he can't change that.

At this point, even if the shotgun is given to the older brother, he still won't be able to kill the challenger in the third round.

If the second shot is false, presenting a true/false situation, then the final shot is uncertain.

It doesn't matter, if it's fake, I'll just shoot myself.

With the gun in my hand, I'll use the saw to shoot my boss next. It's the last round anyway, I'm not going to die.

By the way, if it weren't for the eldest brother's incredible luck, and the first bullet being a fake, the second bullet would have been a fake, and the third bullet after the double fake would have been real, then the robot with the saw would have already won.

"It's either win or lose."

"That's a strategy that's guaranteed to win."

Chen Feng mentally assessed all the possible outcomes and had to admit that the robot's choice was indeed the optimal solution at present.

However, the eldest brother's luck still turned around.

The robot took out its phone, and the result it saw on the second shot was true. It could only choose to attack the older brother, but since the older brother had used cigarettes in the first round, he now had two drops of health, so the older brother was fine.

draw.

After the first robot was sent away, the second one to appear in the room was a synthetic human with a prosthetic body.

Then, the first pitfall of the game appeared.

Why does cigarettes increase your health cap by a little bit instead of adding a drop of health?

Why does the rule say that you should be restored to your maximum health at the start of each round, instead of just being restored to full health?

Why does the cigarette only add two hearts to the initial health, but there are three hearts on the counter?

Chen Feng looked at the two on the counter and sneered, "It really is two."

From robot to synthetic human, the challenger has changed, but the dealer has not. Therefore, the maximum health that the boss gained from using cigarettes in the previous round can be inherited!

He jokingly reminded him, "Brother Feng, you also have a 'two' on your head."

Chen Feng dared not sneer anymore.

What happened next was nothing short of brutal.

With three drops of blood and absolute luck, the eldest brother has no chance of losing to a synthetic human with only a saw.

The android could only use robotic strategies to achieve a draw: "Although I didn't win, at least I didn't lose. Let's go."

This guy can't leave.

Chen Feng then uncovered the second trap:

"If you win the game, you can take one of Big Brother's collectibles with you; if you don't win, it will become Big Brother's collectible."

A draw doesn't mean a win.

With a cry of pain, the synthetic human lost consciousness and became one of the elder brother's collectibles.

Chen Feng had seen plenty of textual traps at the Cihang City Amusement Park.

The joking ghost plopped down on the ground: "I'm dead meat."

Elbow Strike Ghost's eyes gleamed with black light as he looked at Chen Feng with admiration: "Brother Feng, how do you know everything?"

Maybe it's because I'm a genius chosen by the supernatural system.

Chen Feng felt that the eerie, the supernatural, and strange tales were as simple as breathing.

"If you have hands, you can do it."

Chen Feng smiled, and then passed away peacefully with a smile on his face.

"Brother Feng!"

"Why are you hard?"

Amidst the calls of the two demons, Chen Feng used his Life Divine Spark to fully revive.

Filling a container with sugar is as simple as breathing.

Why not use the life divine essence? Anyway, once the contract is signed, it won't be usable anymore.

It's better to die first and give yourself a "desperate army will surely win" buff.

Chen Feng found an empty room and began selecting teammates.

"Meng Chengcheng, the hope is slim."

"Jia Xu is doomed."

"The savior has a certain probability of winning."

Chen Feng thought of several teammates who were fairly intelligent, but they only had a certain probability of winning, which was definitely not in line with the Cihang people's style.

So it can only be that man.

Chen Feng quickly wrote down that reassuring name:

Brother Liang, save me!