Too fierce because of caution

The clown is a very good person.

[The Joker: Triggered Neutral]

[Note: If you play a game with him and lose, you will die... unless he can't beat you! ]

[Weakness: Not obvious. ]

[Goal: Want to revive the family business. ]

[Known ability: Possess perspective when eyes open. ]

...

This is the Joker's data.

Zhao Yi understood why the Joker could always perfectly predict other people's rock-paper-scissors.

It didn't rely on guessing at all.

It was cheating with its own ability.

Zhao Yi didn't expose the Joker because it was useless to expose it.

The third round of rock-paper-scissors began.

According to Xiang Weishan's information, this time, the Joker would definitely play scissors.

So if he wanted to win, he had to play rock.

Several teammates on the side also obviously knew this, but none of them spoke up. They knew very well that what Xiang Weishan said might not be reliable.

Maybe what Xiang Weishan said was true, but it was also possible that he just wanted to kill Zhao Yi, so he just said a false news.

Because they could not be sure, they could not speak and could not influence Zhao Yi's judgment.

In the eyes of the four people, Zhao Yi was their biggest guarantee of survival in this game.

If even a freak like Zhao Yi could not find the weakness of the clown, then they were basically giving up!

Zhao Yi did not rush to play rock-paper-scissors, but stared at the clown ghost opposite and said:

"When I came here, someone told me that you would play scissors in the third round. Is that true?"

The clown ghost smiled and said:

"Originally, I couldn't tell you the rules of this game."

"But I like you very much, so I can tell you a little bit."

"I will play fixed rock-paper-scissors in the third and sixth rounds, and it will not change, but I can't tell you what it is."

Zhao Yi nodded.

"That's enough."

He put his hand into the black cloth.

The clown also put his hand into the black cloth.

Everyone held their breath and focused on the situation on the field.

They were so nervous that they could even hear their own heartbeats!

This time, it was Zhao Yi's perfect chance to defeat the clown ghost!

So, what did Zhao Yi...take out?

Is it a stone?

The mechanical arm slowly fell down and clamped two pieces of black cloth.

It also clamped everyone's heart.

All of a sudden, the black cloth was pulled up!

The clown was the cloth, and Zhao Yi was the scissors!

Zhao Yi won!

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhao Yi!"

The clown seemed very happy, and stretched out the fingers of his left hand and put them into the cutting machine. The blade fell, and his fingers and black blood splashed out together!

"It looks like...the guy outside deceived you."

The clown took out a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped the blood off his hands very elegantly.

Zhao Yi nodded and said:

"Yes! I will definitely take revenge... and repay him when I get back."

Several people on the side couldn't help rolling their eyes when they heard this.

You let it slip, big brother!

The clown looked at Zhao Yi curiously. Until now, Zhao Yi, who had two fingers cut off, still didn't show any panic on his face.

"Are you so sure... that you can walk out of here alive?"

Zhao Yi shook his head and asked back:

"Then how can you be sure that I can't walk out of here alive?"

The clown laughed.

Zhao Yi stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and a faint smile passed across the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Clown, you like gambling, don't you?"

The clown hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Zhao Yi continued:

"Why don't we add a new fun to this game."

"What fun?"

"Well... let's talk about this later."

The two continued to play rock-paper-scissors.

In the fourth round, Zhao Yi lost.

In the fifth round, Zhao Yi lost.

In the sixth round, the clown lost.

In the seventh round, Zhao Yi lost.

In the eighth round, Zhao Yi lost.

In the ninth round, Zhao Yi lost.

In the tenth round, Zhao Yi only had one middle finger left on his left hand, and two fingers left on his right hand, the index finger and the middle finger.

Looking at Zhao Yi's miserable appearance with blood on his hands, the clown showed a look of regret.

"Mr. Zhao, it seems that you made a mistake in the choice of cutting your fingers."

"With the fingers you have left, you can only play scissors or rock."

Everyone looked at Zhao Yi's hand and fell into silence.

What the clown said was not wrong. If Zhao Yi chose to leave three fingers on his right hand for the rock-paper-scissors game, he could still play paper.

But now, he only has two fingers on his right hand, the index finger and the middle finger.

When Zhao Yi spread his fingers, it was scissors, and when he held his fingers, it was

It's a fist.

He lost the cloth option.

This means that the clown is already invincible!

According to the rules, if the two players tie in rock-paper-scissors for three consecutive times, the clown will be declared the winner.

In other words, as long as the clown uses the 'fist' three times in a row, Zhao Yi will lose!

Fang Bai and Bai Shuiji, who were sitting next to him, looked pale, and Liu Han also had cold sweat on his forehead!

Once Zhao Yi died, the next...it would be their turn!

Tian Tian was still playing with her rag bear with her head down, laughing from time to time, and she didn't raise her head for a long time from beginning to end, as if she didn't care about the outcome of the game at all.

Zhao Yi still had that smile on his face, without any panic.

Only his face was pale after losing some blood.

He said to the clown slowly:

"Mr. Clown, remember what I said just now... to make this game more fun?"

The clown:

"Of course I remember!"

"Mr. Zhao, this is the last game of rock-paper-scissors. Although I like you very much, the rules are the rules... But if you have an idea that does not violate the rules and increases the fun of the game, I will let you choose a way to die that you like after the game is over!"

Zhao Yi said:

"Let's make a bet."

"What bet?"

"Bet that I will win the next game."

The clown laughed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao Yi, I think you may not understand your current situation..."

"In your current situation, you can't win me."

Zhao Yi continued:

"This bet is conditional... I want you to close your eyes."

"If I win... you owe me a favor and do something for me within your ability."

"If I lose, not only will my life be yours, I will also give you something!"

After that, Zhao Yi took out the Pandora's Box from the last copy from the inventory!

...

[Item: Pandora's Box (fake)]

[Quality: blue]

[Introduction: Dangdang! This is a Poké Ball, you can use it to capture a Pokémon of your own... Ha, of course I'm just kidding you! This is actually a gift. Although it is just a replica, it is undeniable that many ghosts still like its workmanship. If you give it to non-human units, it will increase their favorability towards you! 】

【Note: The ghosts inside have been cleared by the system. Opening the magic box again will not have any effect. 】

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Seeing this box, the clown's eyes flashed with possessiveness.

After a moment of silence, the clown replied:

"No problem, Mr. Zhao Yi."

"I'm willing to make this bet with you."

Zhao Yi smiled and knocked on the table and said:

"You can open your eyes only after the black cloth is lifted."

"Are there any problems?"

The clown shook his head.

A free treasure, don't waste it.

In Zhao Yi's current situation... Even if it loses its perspective ability, it will not lose.

"Then Mr. Clown... Please decide on the rock-paper-scissors this time, then put your hand into the black cloth and close your eyes."

The clown did not hesitate, and directly clenched his hand into a fist and put it into the black cloth.

Then closed his eyes.

After waiting quietly for three seconds, Zhao Yi's voice sounded again.

"I'm ready too, Mr. Clown. Please let your machine uncover the black cloth."

The Clown snapped his fingers.

The mechanical arm lifted the black cloth covering the two people's hands.

Then, the Clown slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes fell on Zhao Yi's hand, and the weird smile on his face froze.

"Sorry, Mr. Clown."

"I won."

Zhao Yi grinned.

The three teammates around him were shivering.

The hand that was quietly lying on the table and covered in blood... surprisingly had no fingers!

Because there were no fingers, so... Zhao Yi played cloth!

And the Clown played stone.

In the tenth game, Zhao Yi... won!