Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Now that they can move, the dice can be rolled by themselves.

"Oh, Almighty God of Dice, I'd trade a lifetime's worth of drinking capacity for one chance at success."

Liu Zheng gripped the dice and prayed again, even lowering his expectations to increase his chances of success.

Then he threw the two dice into the air.

The dice hit the ceiling, then fell, rolled a few times on the floor, and came to a stop.

7 and 4.

"Detection successful, player number 2 may begin their move."

The female diver said.

"Holy crap, it actually worked."

The French plane trees are going to suffer now. I should have traded them for a lifetime of British burial plots.

Liu Zheng snatched the medicine bottle from player number 3 and then made a throwing motion toward the iron hook.

"Considering all factors, no penalty dice need to be added for this roll."

"Player #2's accuracy skill requires 60 points. If the dice roll is greater than or equal to 60, the skill is considered successful; otherwise, it is considered unsuccessful."

The female diver spoke again.

Two ten-sided dice reappeared.

"Almighty God of Dice, I would trade a lifetime of Britain for one success."

As Liu Zheng prayed, the dice gradually came to a stop.

9 and 3.

"Damn, we're just a hair's breadth away from a great success."

He said with delight.

Indeed, metaphysics does have its uses; one must lower one's expectations and not be too greedy.

The other players looked at each other in bewilderment. Could it be that the Black Hand gang's luck with dice was really about to improve?

Liu Zheng's arm swung out automatically, the medicine bottle drawing a graceful arc in the air before smashing on the hook tip with a crisp sound.

As if receiving some kind of command, the thick tentacle raised its tip high and then slammed into the iron hook.

The sharp hook pierced into the tentacle, then emerged through the tentacle's own immense kinetic energy.

Bright red blood dripped down the iron hook onto the floor, and the tentacle instantly tensed and trembled.

"A force test determines whether the tentacles can break free from the iron hooks."

The female diver said.

In the void, the sound of dice spinning rang out, then stopped.

"The tentacle failed the strength test, Player 2 continues the action."

Liu Zheng ran forward, then slid under the tentacles in a backbend position.

Because the gap below was large enough, the female diver did not ask him to make a judgment.

Soon, Liu Zheng arrived in front of MacArthur, whose face was frozen in a look of terror.

"Please decide whether to use dice to determine the outcome or to use realistic language."

The female diver said.

"Of course, it's a realistic way of speaking."

He said.

With his IQ of 1 and his bizarre skills, it's obvious that the difficulty of his judgment is ridiculously high.

"Since Player 2 chose to use realistic language, the game time has started to flow."

The female diver said.

MacArthur's body began to tremble, and the ship began to rock violently.

"Listen, I don't care if you're a pirate spy or a rich young master. If you come with us, the worst outcome is that we'll take you in for a bounty or ransom. But if you fall into the hands of a sea monster, you're doomed. Nod if you understand."

Liu Zheng spoke at an extremely fast pace.

MacArthur first glanced at him in fear, then at the tentacles caught in the iron hooks, and then nodded vigorously.

"very good."

Liu Zheng picked him up and ran towards the exit, while the other players followed suit.

"Roll a lucky die to determine if any unexpected events will occur."

Suddenly, the voice of the female diver rang out.

In the void, the dice spun once more.

"Your group's luck is ridiculously bad."

After a moment of silence, the female diver spoke in a helpless tone.

"What do you mean?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You'll know right away."

As soon as she finished speaking, three more tentacles pierced through the ship's hull, blocking everyone's path.

"Hey, starting like this is going too far, isn't it?"

he shouted.

"What can I do? It's your fault for being so unlucky."

The female divers were speechless.

Of course, it could also be that her face is too pale.

The event, which was supposed to trigger with a major success, actually happened to trigger, something she herself had never done when she was a player.

"How the hell are we supposed to get through this?"

Liu Zheng looked at the two tentacles blocking his way and said.

There weren't any extra iron hooks in the cabin for them to use this time.

"What to do? Let's fight it out. Let's concentrate our firepower and take out the middle one first."

Player #3 made a decisive decision.

In this situation, it's practically impossible to escape by trickery; we might as well launch a full-scale attack.

"Row."

Everyone nodded.

"The battle begins, and the order of action between the two sides is determined by agile combat."

The female divers rolled the blind dice again.

"Please, please bring us good fortune this time."

Liu Zheng wailed.

"It's as if I can control it."

The female diver rolled her eyes at him, though he couldn't see it.

Fortunately, this time her luck with the dice didn't go to any strange places.

"Agility-based combat judgment complete. Players move first, and the combat order is the same as the action order."

The female diver said.

"Phew, it's okay."

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the order of action, he was the first to launch the attack.

So the question is, what will he use to attack these tentacles that look so tough and thick?

Liu Zheng's eyes darted around, and he cast a meaningful glance at MacArthur.

"No, what are you going to do?!"

Mike screamed.

"Don't be afraid, they're just using you as a one-legged bronze statue. You'll just end up with a few bumps on your head, but you won't die."

He comforted.

"No, I am too fragile to be used as a weapon."

Mike shook his head repeatedly.

"Well, there's nothing we can do then. In a desperate situation, we have to act expediently."

Liu Zheng grabbed his right leg and was about to swing it.

"A knife! I have a knife in my clothes!"

Mike cried out in alarm.

"You should have told me earlier."

Liu Zheng put down the microphone and reached his hand inside his clothes.

"After a motion judgment, it will be determined whether the battle order should be postponed."

The female diver said.

Soon, the dice results came out.

7 and 9.

"Detection successful, battle order does not need to be postponed."

Liu Zheng pulled his hand out, revealing an unsheathed dagger.

The handle is carved from ivory, and the blade is covered with intricate patterns, making it clearly very valuable.

He gripped the dagger, lunged at the tentacle designated by player number 3, and then forcefully plunged it in.

"The third tentacle failed the dodge check, and Player 2's attack was effective. Considering Player 2's strength attribute, brute force level, weapon attributes, etc., the damage dealt this time is 4~10."

"Please perform a damage assessment."

Liu Zheng threw a ten-sided die with one hand, and it stopped after hitting a tentacle.

For some reason, he felt that the scene before him was absurd, even more absurd than playing house in a real-life role-playing game.

9 points.

"Player #2 dealt 9 point of damage this time. The third tentacle has 15 points of health. After the damage is calculated, the player has 6 points of health remaining."

Liu Zheng inserted the dagger into the tentacle, and then made a downward slashing motion.

Bright red blood spurted out, revealing pink muscles encased in a grayish-white carapace.

"Hum!"

A terrifying scream came from outside the cabin, making everyone turn pale.

"Goodness, 15 stamina points, more than two of me."

Liu Zheng clicked his tongue in amazement.

This blow, which was enough to kill him instantly, couldn't even bring the tentacle to the brink of death.

"After a counterattack check, it will be determined whether player number 2 will be countered by the third tentacle."

"Counterattack failed. Player number 3 will now take their turn."

The female diver said.

Player number 3 remained silent, took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, and poured the medicine inside onto his knife.