Deceitful Game

Chapter 249 Mo Qian

Mingpo narrowed her eyes slightly.

He understood how to play the game almost instantly.

The rules of the game "Escape the Sheepfold" are not complicated.

This game between wolves and sheep isn't quite a true predator-prey game. It's not intense enough, nor is it particularly bloody. After all, this is just a beginner's game, a preliminary round of a game of deception.

The "wolf" here is more like the "wolf in sheep's clothing" in stories.

Wolves and sheep are undoubtedly enemies.

A wolf must kill at least one sheep to survive; if the wolf survives, most of the sheep's final earnings will be plundered; if both wolves survive, then the sheep becomes the deceiver with zero initial capital.

Strictly speaking, he did not die.

But without anyone to help, it's no different from being dead. They have no bargaining chips, not even enough to pay for the entrance fee. Even though the wolf and the sheep are enemies, they must still superficially cooperate.

The navigator, the food truck, and the Paradox Engine all need to be repaired promptly. If these tasks aren't completed, even the wolf might die. "I see..."

A girl muttered to herself, "Simply put, it means we have to fix something, right?"

"But I don't know how to fix things..."

The man, whose body was so thin he looked like a ghost, looked troubled.

"Don't worry too much."

Ai Shiping, hands in his pockets, replied calmly, "A game of deception must be fair. If fixing these things requires highly skilled techniques, then it shouldn't be left to us newbies."

"Since it's a 'must-do task,' it must be something that can be fixed without any difficulty. I guess it's something like 'just putting the parts together.'"

"Didn't he tell us to 'open treasure chests'? Since he said to collect resources... or rather, since it's 'resources,' there must be places where resources will be consumed."

"This game will only last three hours at most. It's impossible that the resources refer to food, water, and blankets, right?" Ai Shiping's words sounded convincing.

Everyone naturally turned their attention to this direction.

Ai Shiping showed no stage fright whatsoever.

...If it were him in the past, he would probably feel nervous and embarrassed now.

However, Ai Shiping now seems to have long been accustomed to this kind of attention.

"Since you're asking us to gather resources and intelligence, it means we'll need them to repair these important things. To find these things most efficiently, it's best to spread out... That way, we might be able to sneak up on weapons, giving the wolves an opportunity to strike," Ai Shiping said slowly.

But just then...

A lazy young man sitting in the corner suddenly spoke up, lightly interrupting Ai Shiping: "Is that really so?" Everyone immediately turned their attention to him.

The deadpan-eyed youth glanced at Ai Shiping, then fixed his gaze on Ming Po: "Aren't you going to say something?"

Mingpo looked up at him intently, then replied coldly, "Oh? Why should I say that?"

"Because you are a wolf."

The young man said calmly, "The host has already said that the game of deception is absolutely fair; the rules have also been stated: there are two wolves."

"With a ratio of 2 to 11, the wolves have no means of mutual verification and are at a significant disadvantage. This means that even if a wolf kills a person, it cannot be certain that the person it killed was not a sheep."

"Because if a wolf kills another wolf, it will still die in the end. So to be on the safe side, a wolf must kill at least two sheep."

"So, if the game is fair, it's impossible for us, who are too weak, to become wolves. This is a train, not a maze. In this not-so-closed space, it's almost impossible to kill one person without being discovered by the others... If you're a little weaker, the wolf might not even be able to kill the sheep."

"And you two woke up at the same time, and coincidentally, you were both the last to wake up. Ha... both the intensity and the number match up perfectly, don't they?"

As the dead-eyed youth's voice faded, the atmosphere in the carriage immediately became heavy.

Clearly, many people believed him.

Or rather... they had no choice but to believe him.

Because if Ai Shiping and Mingpo really are wolves, in this environment where no one has obtained weapons, if the two strongest people were to go on a killing spree right here, they really wouldn't be able to stop them...

He's truly a clown.

Mingpo thought to herself.

He glanced up at Ai Shiping.

Seeing that old Ai's expression was calm, Mingpo knew that he was confident. So Mingpo just chuckled and closed his eyes to rest and organize his thoughts, too lazy to pay attention to this clown.

Seeing that Mingpo didn't respond, the man became even more enthusiastic.

He rose from his seat, his right hand on his chest.

He gave a somewhat flamboyant bow to the crowd, then introduced himself: "My name is Mo Qian... You may have heard of me." "...Mo's Technology?"

An elderly man with dark skin muttered, "Is that Mo Qian from Mo's Technology? The one who started his company from scratch as an ordinary person..." The girl who spoke first was also suddenly startled: "Oh yeah... no wonder you looked so familiar! I saw your speech on the virtual projection screen in Central Square a few days ago!"

Hearing the praise from everyone, Mo Qian puffed out his chest with pride.

He clearly enjoyed being the center of attention.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ai Shiping suddenly spoke up.

Seeing this, Mo Qian's expression became more serious: "What...did I say something wrong?"

He clearly cares a lot about Ai Shiping.

Ai Shiping's initial reasoning had already made Mo Qian realize that this guy was quite difficult to deal with. It wasn't that his logic was particularly sound... but rather that he seemed too calm and too organized.

Mo Qian considered himself quite strong in a fair competition. But his opponent seemed... not so "fair." It was as if they shouldn't be in the same game.

"Mr. Mo," Ai Shiping said casually, his tone seemingly sarcastic, "which one were you when you woke up?"

"I was the third one, about fifteen minutes ago."

As Mo Qian spoke, he looked at the man who was as thin as a bamboo pole and the girl next to him who looked to be no more than twenty years old: "Those two are first and second place."

He sneered and said, "Don't try to smear me. I did inform them beforehand. And I informed everyone who woke up after me. Everyone should know this... except for you two 'strong ones' who were the last to wake up."

"It's so loud..."

Ai Shiping laughed upon hearing this.

He said casually, "Well, you're pretty good."

"Even though it's only ranked third in strength, it can clearly remember the order in which everyone woke up and consciously greets everyone to leave its impression."

"In this room without any timing devices, under the fear of 'I don't know what's wrong with me or where I am,' how could you accurately calculate that fifteen minutes had passed?"

Ai Shiping lowered his eyes and smiled faintly: "Someone like you is actually the third weakest? Then I'm really looking forward to seeing how strong the others are."