Infinite weird games

Probability is an ordinary and mysterious thing.

It runs through life from beginning to end, and seems to be closely connected with the ultimate answer to the world.

Ideally, if you toss a coin a hundred times, the probability of getting heads fifty times is the same as if you toss a hundred coins at once, the probability of getting heads fifty times is the same.

The former is a linear concept of time, and the latter is a flat concept of space; and with the help of probability, time and space are cleverly integrated. How is this not a wonderful thing?

As early as when he became an official player, Ziss realized the special nature of the concept of "probability" in weird games.

His skill "Soul Contract" has an initial success rate of 20%, and is determined by rolling two ten-sided dice to see if the points are greater than 80.

In fact, the judgment method is changed to specifying twenty numbers. If any one is hit, it will be judged as successful, and the effect is the same; the reason why it is expressed as "big and small" is probably just to facilitate the players' understanding.

Just like now, the success rate of "Soul Contract" has increased to 23%. If the number of points is greater than 77, it is judged as successful. It can also be understood that there are twenty-three random numbers, and any one of them needs to be hit.

After experiencing the copy of "Hopeless Sea", Ziss learned a lot of information, and then discovered that "probability" runs through the entire game.

Lu Li's [Gift of Akso] has a success rate of 10%, Ye Linsheng's [Seal of Hammurabi] has a success rate of 10%, and so on.

From this, tracing back to the novice pool, the "three-door problem" is also the same in the side mission on the third floor of the "Rose Manor" copy; if Chang Xu hadn't defeated ten levels in one go, he would have really had to find a way to bet on the two-thirds survival probability. .

This is not a test of intelligence, but a test of luck. Luck means variables, which may increase the drama of events, but often make the development of things uncontrollable.

In the official pool of known weird games, the ratio of massacre players to ordinary players has always been stable at one to four; a game full of probability cannot form such a stable ratio unless there is interference from external forces.

In this way, probability becomes a plaything that high-dimensional beings can play with at will: if you want a certain player to succeed, he will succeed; if you want a certain player to die, he will die.

This may be the essential means of maintaining balance in this game, but it must not be mentioned on the table; an unfair game cannot allow players to put all their efforts into it. Once this "unfairness" is known to everyone, chaos will occur. and mutiny are the inevitable result.

One of the key points of Ziss's layout is that he is betting that the being behind the strange game is as afraid of trouble as he is and does not want anything that could undermine stability to happen.

Another key point is based on the theory that "probability can be fixed".

The weird game told him that the definition of 20% success rate is [out of one hundred throws, twenty times will be judged as success].

In the copy of "Hopeless Sea", Lu Li fixed the success rate of all probability props at 0% by using the props in advance, thereby creating a pseudo-random fog.

What Qiss wants to do is to "eat up" the failure rate through multiple failed skill activations, leading to a 100% success.

In the early morning of the day before, when he realized that Xu Wen was dead, Qisi had a bad premonition.

In the silence where only one person was awake, he looked up at the dark void and said to himself: "In an experiment with a limited total number of times and limited results, the specific data can be reversed. The success rate is 23%, which means that as long as I fail Seventy-seven times, the seventy-eighth time will definitely be judged as success."

"If you still fail for the seventy-eighth time -" Chiss paused deliberately for a moment, smiling ghostly, "Either you marked the probability wrong, or you did something tampering. It seems that no matter what the situation, your The reputation is not very good.”

I don't know if the existence in the void listened to his threat, but he didn't care.

He prepared a series of terms that would never be allowed in weird games, such as "clear the level immediately", "blow up the copy", "destroy the game", etc. He would roll the dice whenever he had time.

The second before going down the well, Ziss rolled the dice exactly seventy-seven times, all of which failed.

Whether he can succeed in the seventy-eighth time depends on whether the entire layout can be realized, and... whether he can successfully pass the level.

If it succeeds, everyone will be happy; if it fails, Zeiss will truly be trapped in this copy.

——He will use the half-hour left to leave his last words after leaving the dungeon to hand over important information to Liu Yuhan to spread, detonating the player base.

Qisi clearly knew that he was forced to a dead end. All decisions are like walking a tightrope, betting on a very low probability, and if there is a slight deviation, it will be doomed; and that "very low probability" is the best choice among all options.

Instead, he was relieved, feeling that since a god of the same personality as He Qi wanted to kill him, and his handiwork and formations were impressive enough, it would not be unjust for him to die in this copy.

Therefore, he activated the "Soul Contract" skill for the seventy-eighth time with a mentality of taking advantage of it before he died.

At that time, Zis asked his corpse: "It's still early, are you interested in signing a contract?"

The corpse smiled stiffly and stared at him.

Qisi raised his head slightly and read word by word: "After my death, the gods in this copy are prohibited from doing anything."

The corpse repeated with a smile: "After you die, the gods in this copy are forbidden to move."

The blood-colored smoke curled up and condensed into an ethereal scroll of paper in the void, on which golden handwriting laboriously engraved words.

After each stroke is written, blood drops drip from the edge of the paper roll, and when it touches the ground, it disperses into a mist.

Qisi's face was as pale as a ghost, as if the scroll was made of his blood, and every centimeter and every inch was burning his soul.

Feelings of suffocation and pain followed one after another. There were two completely opposite forces fighting with his soul and body as their home ground. One force tore him apart, and the other kneaded him together.

On the system interface, big bloody characters were scrawled:

[The ineffable great existence glances at you, and your skill "Soul Contract" has changed]

The prompt box related to the "Soul Contract" skill popped up uncontrollably, shaking as it popped up. Countless translucent boxes were stacked together, like an error interface after a computer virus.

Qisi felt as if his brain was being pierced by countless steel needles from all angles. His vision was bloodshot red. He squinted several times before finally seeing the text in the prompt box clearly.

[Name: Soul Contract]

[Effect: You can claim to enter into a contract with any being. After the contract is successfully concluded, no entity shall refuse to perform its contractual obligations]

[Remarks: Each copy can only be used three times. After the limit is exceeded, the player will be transformed into a ghost]

Looking at the last line of restrictions that were obviously added urgently, Qiss laughed silently: "This is just right."

He still couldn't understand why no player had thought of such a simple method of "eating" the failure rate in thirty-six years.

He reviewed the game himself and found out that other players' skills had a limit on the number of times. "Kaitan Notes" could only be used four times in a copy, and "Puppet Master" could only control three players in a copy, including one new parasite.

——And his "soul contract" has no limit on the number of times.

There is even no real penalty for failure; theoretically he can use it an unlimited number of times.

I don’t know if there was a bug in the weird game settings, or if Qi was generous enough to help him get through the back door, but don’t let this kind of advantage go to waste.

Of course, it seems now that everything is certain.

The loophole can only be exploited once, and Ziss has to use this precious opportunity to survive from the evil god; after this time, the rules will close this loophole and rebalance the player's strength.

Chiss even wondered if this was part of Qi's plan to first give him a way to save his life, and then use the power of the contract to lure out an evil god who was hostile to him...

As for what benefits he can get from it, this is not what Qisi can think of now.

Qisi lowered his head and watched seriously as the four words "Forbidden by Gods" were tremblingly written on the long blood-colored scroll, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at his body and read new words: "After I die, you will become me and inherit all my thoughts, memories, emotions, and behavioral choices."

"At this moment, I voluntarily give up all the props and skills on my body; after you leave this instance as a player, you will obtain them again."

When Zeiss said this, he tilted his head and showed a slightly narrow smile: "I'm not sure whether you are 'me', but that doesn't matter, does it?"

"If you are a human, then you will survive from the ghosts; if you are a ghost, then you will hunt humans with them. Maybe because you are wearing a 'ghost' skin, those humans will think that you kill them as a matter of course. After all, , they have always been a kind of contradictory creature who is accustomed to tolerating evil spirits and demanding their own kind."

"Finally, I wish you a good time!"

Qisi rarely said words of blessing, making himself laugh.

He couldn't help but bend over and laugh out loud. Seeing this, the corpse laughed wildly with him.

The identical laughter was linked together, echoing into a gloomy echo at the bottom of the narrow well, lingering for a long time.

Amidst the laughter, the two ten-sided dice rolled gurglingly and finally settled on one spot.

——Two "10", 100 points, a big success!

…

In the dark night, the young man put away the blade, and the warm blood stained his fingertips, dispelling some of the chill.

He sniffed the smell of blood and watched coldly as Shang Qingbei fell to the ground with dead eyes, and was instantly overwhelmed by all kinds of ghosts.

After he was sure that Shang Qingbei could no longer die, he began to study the changes in his field of vision.

First, in the upper left corner of the line of sight, a light gray system interface appeared, but it was completely blank, not even an overview of the copy was written. It looked like a simple program that had just been restarted after a crash.

Then there is the item bar at the bottom of the line of sight. The icons of the items placed on him, such as [Destiny Pocket Watch] and [Rose Heart], appear one by one.

...and nothing more.

Good news, he finally lost that cheating [Humanoid Evil Spirit] identity card, and he no longer has to be stared at by evil gods when playing games in the future.

Bad news, [Ghost Driver's Recorder] and [Poseidon's Scepter], these two props that were stored in the item inventory and were not directly transferred to him, now don't even have a shadow.

The existence of the "Soul Contract" skill is also unknown.

The young man's expression turned ugly for a moment, but quickly calmed down.

Although it feels uncomfortable to lose half of important items, the contract has stated that after he leaves the dungeon, he will "acquire them again."

As for whether it can be realized, we will have to wait until we clear the dungeon to find out.

"From now on, I am Qisi." The young man stated calmly. He raised his hand and touched his heart, but found no beating.

Apparently he was still in a ghostly state. Although the system interface is back, and there is a memory of Zeiss in the world under the well in his mind, including the confrontation with God, but whether he is considered a player or a ghost now, I am afraid I have to ask Schrödinger.

In fact, Ziss doesn't have much obsession with being a human being, and he doesn't have much sense of belonging and identity for the "human" race.

It's such a simple thing to avoid being chased by ghosts when you're a human, and avoid being chased by heavenly masters when you're a ghost. The only trouble is -

His body is still in the weird game. If he is judged as a "ghost", he may be trapped in this copy and unable to get out.

Double Happiness Town may be large as a dungeon, but it is still too small compared to a world. Qisi felt that if he was really allowed to live in this poor place for ten or twenty years, he would definitely go crazy.

"Well, Shang Qingbei was killed by me, Liu Bingding is in danger, and Du Xiaoyu is not expected to live long; 'Li Yao' is an NPC, so there is no need to consider it. According to the guaranteed death toll mechanism, I will have to live even if I don't live."

"Any change in details will cause huge turmoil, especially the core rules related to the power structure. I hope that the weird game will not be so bad that it can just find someone to resurrect."

Qisi's fingers tapped the side of his legs one after another, and a few drops of blood soaked into the black trousers, making it difficult to see clearly.

The sad sound of the suona sounded strangely, and wisps of red smoke spread like a gauze. Xu Yao's figure was looming in the red mist.

She was dressed in a complicated red wedding dress, with a light blush on her bluish-white face. She didn't look scary, just charming - just like the image of the Goddess of Joy in the Temple of Joy.

There was no sign of Du Xiaoyu beside her.

The effect of the cognitive distortion has been lifted, and Qisi can easily recall the whole story of how she replaced Li Yao and infiltrated the player group.

The mysteries are solved one by one. In the conventional bloody plot, either someone is dying or the dungeon is about to end.

Qisi leaned against the wall and asked with a smile: "Is Du Xiaoyu dead?"

"Dead." Xu Yao also smiled. Her smile was devoid of warmth, and the way she looked at Qisi felt like she was looking at a corpse.

Ziss didn't care about this: "Now it seems that I should be able to leave alive. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Xu Yao asked, "What do you want to know?"

Qisi raised his eyelids and looked at her: "For example, why do you want to stay in this town and kill people who stray into it?"

Xu Yao laughed "hee hee", her laughter was like a silver bell, showing a bit of girlish charm.

"We have been trapped at the bottom of the well for too long, so as soon as He offered to help us leave, I agreed to the deal with Him. As long as I do my best to kill the people who come to the town, a hundred years later, I And all the girls trapped in the town can be resurrected. Even if I can't leave, just letting them leave is worth it in my opinion. "

Zeiss asked coldly: "Have you ever considered that the people you have killed now are likely to exceed the people you can save in the future?"

"Haha, so what?" Xu Yao laughed mockingly, "Anyway, most of the people I kill are damn men. Occasionally, a few women are the same as those stinky men, meddling in their own business and trying to save them. It’s better to die!”

There was undisguised resentment and cruelty brewing in her eyes, and she seemed to be convinced of her own logic.

Qisi nodded instructed, with a smile on his lips: "Using oppositional thinking to divide ethnic groups into different groups, and exchanging the death of one group for the life of another group, it is a very twisted utilitarian thinking, interesting."

"But it's very effective." Xu Yao's expression did not change.

Qisi shook his head and sighed: "This shows that you still regard yourself as a human being. Do ghosts need a reason to kill? Only those who don't kill need a reason, right? To be honest, I really like Xu Wen's view. You kill them just because of you. Just better than them."

Xu Yao's eyes widened and she looked at Qisi with a psychotic look, almost asking, "Am I a ghost or are you a ghost?"

Qisi looked at the woman's astonished eyes and knew that the other woman could not understand his interests. He could not help but feel lonely, alone and lacking in interest.

He stroked the fate pocket watch on his wrist and changed the subject: "Have you ever seen 'him' again so long after your death?"

Hearing this, Xu Yao looked a little anxious and aggrieved: "Have you seen him? Where is he?"

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