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

A blind and foolish dream.

Located at the very center of the Dream Kingdom, it is a void that time, space, and matter cannot reach, composed of boundless clouds, all-consuming darkness, and formless chaos.

The God of Wisdom, the God of Truth, the God of Knowledge.

They are all great figures in the pantheon of wisdom, only one step away from true omniscience.

However, now he's acting like a madman, constantly emitting disordered and nauseating howls.

This is the Dream Pantheon, which is inherently polluted by knowledge. The more you learn about them, the more polluted they become. In contrast, the Wisdom Pantheon becomes stronger the more knowledge it possesses.

To use dreams to teach wisdom is like a father beating his son.

Among these pitiful creatures who tried to understand Azathoth, the god of dreams, but were captured here and stripped of their reason, was a man with a feather fan, a turban, and a crane-feather cloak.

Zhuge Liang.

In 9264 million simulations, he discovered that without understanding the Dream Pantheon, there was no chance of winning.

Knowing Heaven is easy; going against Heaven is difficult.

In order to obtain information about the dream system and increase his chances of winning, Zhuge Liang decided to put himself in a do-or-die situation.

"I am deeply grateful for your kindness in visiting me three times; I will repay you even unto death."

"To the utmost!"

With multi-level protection, one can view the changes in the multiverse over the next seven days.

Zhuge Liang not only stole the information of the ten seats, but also, because his true form was not in the Explosion Kingdom, he concealed his cleverness and successfully pretended to be sweet, and was casually thrown to the edge of the dream.

This is the weakest point guarded by the Blind Foolish Dream; if there were a peerless master, he could be rescued.

Brother, that's the expert.

Dreams do not acknowledge space, time, or matter.

Coincidentally, the Strange doesn't acknowledge space, time, or matter either.

With a word of agreement, Zhuge Liang was taken away by his elder brother.

"Is someone trying to break me out of prison?"

The guardians of the blind and foolish dreams are the Six Seats of Dreams, whose title is "Top Rank Brother".

His ability is to modify the narrative layer by rewarding the creators of the real world.

This ability is not uncommon in the Dream God system, but the level of the sixth seat is extremely high.

To put it simply, for someone who has just acquired the Dream Godhood, 500 yuan is already a lot. For an ordinary Dream God who has fully mastered the Dream Godhood, the maximum is 2,000 yuan. If they want to defeat a character in the book, it's a piece of cake.

The limit for six seats in the Dream Realm is... one million yuan.

(This is real, legally owned property, and will not produce any direct, indirect, immediate, delayed, explicit, or implicit adverse consequences...and it's after tax!!!)

With this level of financial power, no matter how monstrous the enemy's setup, even if it's someone who can "instantly kill dream gods, saints, and immortals trillions of times with a sneeze in Planck time" or "destroy a multiverse of Gogol with a single thought," as long as their creator in the real world can be moved by one million, the Six Seats of the Dream Realm can crush them as easily as crushing an ant.

"Dare to challenge my number one ranking?"

"Let me see, this guy's book is 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms'."

"Give this guy named Luo Guanzhong some coins, and let him change the plot and bring back the runaway character."

"What are these 'Da Ming Tongxing Baochao' and 'Zhi Zheng Jiaochao'? Let's just give them silver directly."

After offering Luo Guanzhong a reward, the Six Seats of Dreamland discovered that the other party refused to accept it.

"How could anyone turn down money?"

"Does this kid know how to make money?"

The six seated dreamers were a bit confused. If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't be able to figure this out even after a lifetime.

But the Dream Series can read their own book, "What Kind of Godly Chosen When You're broke?", where the latest chapter reads:

Little did the top-ranked blogger know that Luo Guanzhong lived at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and both the Yuan and Ming dynasties had explicitly prohibited the use of silver as currency.

"Oh, I see."

"I never expected to learn history from reading my book."

The six seats in the dream are about to be exchanged for precious paper money.

But at this point, Luo Guanzhong started accepting money again. This was because paper money was depreciating too quickly, and in private transactions, people still preferred to use the more stable silver.

But after receiving the money, the other party did not do anything.

"That's strange. These are characters he created himself, yet Luo Guanzhong didn't know about their escape."

"Could it be that this guy named Zhuge Liang has more than one book, and I've come to the wrong author?"

Since the escapee cannot be found, let's start by rescuing people. The Sixth Seat of Dreams activated the divinity of dreams and opened the book of the eldest brother, the God-Killer.

"Eight million copies sold? That's not the kind of business that a million can sway."

"Damn it! Damn it! Why is it still the Death God system?"

"Damn it! What bad luck, what fucking bad luck!"

As if he had seen a ghost, Dream Six immediately closed his book and cleared his memory.

The supernatural universe.

Due to the rule that the two challengers cannot meet, Chen Feng disappeared the moment Zhuge Liang appeared.

Successful.

It was truly a miraculous escape from a desperate situation.

After breaking free from his blind and foolish dream, Zhuge Liang quickly regained his senses, but because he had agreed to his elder brother's game contract, all his buffs were disabled.

Even if you had it, you wouldn't be able to use it.

Using external forces to cheat, sabotage, or interfere with the game will trigger the boss's instant death condition.

Having finally escaped, Zhuge Liang certainly wouldn't seek death.

aside.

Elbow Strike asked suspiciously, "This outfit... how come it's a human, or a primitive man?"

He jokingly remarked, "Is your brain all muscles? Those who wear clothes are ancient people; those who wear leaves are primitive people."

Elbow Strike Ghost suggested, "Speaking of which, did Brother Feng call the wrong friend? Does this guy even know what a gun is? Shall we explain it to him?"

The two spectators called out to Zhuge Liang several times, but he did not respond. Only then did they realize that spectators could not affect the players in the game.

We can't communicate.

Elbow Strike Gui spread his hands and said, "What else can I say? Brother Feng is finished."

The signed agreement, containing the rules of the game, was turned page by page.

After reading the rules, Chen Feng discovered the sure-win strategy in just one minute.

Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan and, in a second, devised a strategy to defeat the enemy.

"please."

The elder brother remained silent, but simply loaded the shotgun and pushed it toward Zhuge Liang.

"It's starting already?"

When the two swindlers saw Zhuge Liang pull out the first box, they quickly rushed forward.

"cell phone???"

Through Chen Feng's explanation and the robot's demonstration, the two ghosts already knew that among the three items in the first round, the saw had a one-third chance of winning, while the cigarette could guarantee the initiative to fire and would definitely not lose.

Having only a mobile phone is the worst decision.

If you see the first bullet is a live round, even if the boss uses a cigarette, you won't be able to kill him. Once the right to fire is transferred to the boss, no player can survive.

At this time.

The joke suggested a possibility: "If the first shot is a fake, then based on the fact that one out of three bullets must be a live bullet, the probability that the second bullet is a live bullet would increase to one in half."

Elbow Strike Ghost suddenly had a brilliant idea: "Future phones, as long as they're in the future, that's fine, right? So why not check for the second bullet? If it's a live bullet, just use the saw; if it's a fake, use the saw on the third. It's a guaranteed win!"

Are you still thinking about your phone and saw combo?

The joker sighed: "Brother Feng is right. You're really playing the game. You've been watching for so long and haven't figured it out yet. Unless the rules don't allow it, or it's detected by the future phone, the bullet will definitely appear in the best possible situation for you, Brother."

Look at the second bullet.

If you shoot yourself with the first shot, you're bound to die.

The first shot is aimed at the boss. Give the gun to the boss. Even if you know what the next bullet will be, what's the use?

Elbow Strike Gui chuckled twice: "Hahaha, as expected, intellectual battles are too brain-burning. Elbows are more suitable for me."

He jokingly pointed to the mark above the other person's head and said, "Warning."

Oops, I forgot about the "Don't Laugh Challenge".

The elbow striker could only try to stay calm.

At the card table.

After checking the results on his phone, Zhuge Liang threw his feather fan on the table, picked up a shotgun, and fired at himself.

The smoke of battle has cleared.

Zhuge Liang was unharmed; it was a blank shot.

"Man!"

Elbow Strike Guy exclaimed excitedly, "Now our chances of winning are 50/50!"

Fifty to fifty.

A joking guess: "Should we use a saw next?"

However, unexpectedly...

The second box that Zhuge Liang opened contained cigarettes.

what?

Elbow Strike Guy, a reckless man, was baffled by this behavior: "Is he gambling that the next shot will be a live bullet?"

The witty one, however, noticed something amiss: "That's not right!"

Assuming the saw is used in this round, if the gun is fired at the boss and misses, according to the principle that one out of three shots will be a live bullet, the guy with the feather fan will definitely die.

Elbow Strike Ghost scratched his head: "What if the saw hits itself?"

"Your opening remarks have lowered the IQ of the entire room," the joker said helplessly. "Activating double damage on yourself—is that something a human could do?"

"I am not human."

In the second round, use the cigarette to gain one health point and choose to shoot yourself. If it's a live bullet, you won't die, and you'll still have the initiative for the next shot. The next bullet and saw will double your damage to the boss. If you can win, you will; if you can't win, you won't die.

If it's a fake shot, then according to the rule that there must be a real shot, the next shot will definitely win.

No matter how you look at it, cigarettes are superior.

He jokingly said admiringly, "I take back what I said before, this human is indeed quite capable."

But the next second.

With a bang, blood splattered on the spot.

Zhuge Liang was killed.

"Are you kidding me?!"

The joke is baffling. Wasn't this round supposed to be using cigarettes? How could we have lost? Could it be...?

The two ghosts looked in the direction of their eldest brother and then discovered that what was inside his box was:

Saw.

Generally speaking, no one would intentionally give away double damage to an enemy when the other person has a gun.

Therefore, everyone assumed that the eldest brother would use the saw at the end, thus overlooking the detail that the eldest brother's saw could also increase the damage of the shotgun.

But this is way too dangerous.

Elbow Strike Ghost couldn't understand why his brother would choose a saw, unless his brother not only had incredible luck, but also mind reading and X-ray vision.

The joker standing nearby was so startled that his electronic voice distorted: "We've fallen for their trap."

The robot matches they watched earlier were deliberately shown to them by their older brother.

The goal was to lower their guard. In fact, the older brother could have killed the robot with a saw when the robot used a cigarette to hit him in the first round.

The robot's winning strategy is based on the premise that the opponent is a rational person.

If the opponent is a cheater with X-ray vision, super luck, or mind reading abilities, then there is no guaranteed winning strategy; everyone will perish.

"We were tricked by our older brother."

The joker sat on the ground, looking dejected: "In the second round, the eldest brother started with two drops of health. As long as he used the cigarette, even if he used the saw to increase the damage, he wouldn't be able to kill him."

In other words.

That's right, the eldest brother won.

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Next episode: Heading North!