I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

From the seventh round to the ninth round, everything went very quickly, and everyone played out the cards as promised. One after another, without any hesitation.

Everyone maintains the number of cards, except No. 7, who gets a bye every time. Since the sixth round of the game, her cards have been decreasing at a rate of one per round. By the start of the tenth round, her number of cards has returned to the initial three, and all her hard work has been in vain.

Before the start of the tenth round, everyone had already discussed what cards to play, but just before the table was served, Shu Ran suddenly said: "Please note, players, you cannot play clear cards in this round, otherwise it will be regarded as a waiver, and one will be deducted directly." A card.”

Lin Xiangwan: JJQQK

No. 7: QKK.

Murong Guangbai: QQK.

Bian Leda, No. 5: JQ.

Bian Zhao: JK.

No. 9: QK.

In rounds 7-9, everyone was able to trust each other without any distractions because they had been using their cards to avoid hidden attacks. Murong Guangbai, Bian Leda and No. 9, who had already taken their seats, looked at each other.

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, Lin Xiangwan stood up and said angrily: "Miss Shu, is it a rule that you just said that you can't show your cards?"

"Yes." Shu Ran smiled.

"But this is not stated in the rules of the game."

The smile on Shu Ran's face froze. As the only host at the poker table, her status had always been unshakable, and no one would ever question her.

Lin Xiangwan rubbed the hem of his clothes with his fingertips and said calmly: "In business, it's about integrity. When playing games, the rules are iron laws. Isn't it good for you to add or subtract rules at any time like this?"

Shu Ran's eyes darkened slightly: "I forgot to mention it when I was describing the rules. This is just one rule and will not be repeated in the future."

There is no point in continuing to argue with Shu Ran, Lin Xiangwan will just give up when things get better. But Shu Ran's reaction when she heard "doing business" had already confirmed her guess. "Win-Win Cooperation" was indeed a world built by Shu Ran.

Seeing that the conversation between the two ended, No. 9, who was sitting at No. [-], asked weakly: "Can I still play Q?"

"Please." Murong Guangbai, who was sitting next to her, stretched out his hand to signal her to play her cards.

However, as soon as No. 9 touched the card, No. 7, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly said: "Miss Shu, there is one more thing I would like to ask you to clarify."

For the first time, Shu Ran didn't get angry when her rhythm was disrupted: "Please speak."

"Article 5 of the rules of the game says, 'After ten rounds of the game, the person with the most cards remaining wins, and the others are eliminated.' Can I think that there is only one winner in this game, except the person with the most cards? Except for that, everyone else will be eliminated?”

"Yes."

The questions and answers between them seemed to be answering questions, but they struck a chord in everyone's heart.

Currently, the person with the largest number of cards on the field is Lin Xiangwan, who controls the overall situation. In other words, everyone except Lin Xiangwan is destined to "die" after being tortured like No. 6 and No. 8.

No. 7 was not asking a question, he was clearly adding fuel to the fire and trying to make the remaining people kill each other.

The most important thing is that before asking the question on the 7th, Lin Xiangwan noticed the ghost energy. The ghostly aura in this copy is like the fragrance of flowers, with a charming flavor.

Lin Xiangwan didn't believe that No. 7's questions and the sudden appearance of ghosts were coincidences.

"Please play your cards." Shu Ran's attention returned to the card table again, smiling brightly at No. 9. That smile looked exactly like the expression she had when facing No. 6.

No. 9 tremblingly picked up the card in his hand, looked at the card, then looked up at the other two players in the same group, and finally pushed the card out with a determined expression.

What's the meaning? Is this the promised Q?

Murong Guangbai and Bian Leda were both confused, and they both looked in Lin Xiangwan's direction at the same time.

Lin Xiangwan sat in her seat with her arms folded across her chest, her legs crossed and she was enjoying herself there. For a moment, it was unclear whether she was really not worried or was enjoying herself.

Without getting any prompts, this was the last game again, and Bian Leda felt a little bit more motivated to win. However, when his eyes fell on No. 9's slightly trembling fingertips, he retracted his thoughts of betrayal.

The worst he could do if he lost was to die. He had benefited from being able to play until now.

As soon as Murong Guangbai saw Bian Leda's relieved expression, he immediately understood the other party's choice and put his Q card on without much thought.

"No. 1, Q. No. 2, Q. No. 9, Q." Shu Ran looked at the three turned cards, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly adjusted and dealt out their final cards.

The three players each organized their belongings. When the second group of players came to the table, they heard Shu Ran sigh suddenly: "Oh, you all finally reached the tenth round after passing five levels and defeating six generals. It's a pity that you won. There can only be one person.”

All eyes are on the card table.

Bian Zhao made a J as agreed. Logically speaking, No. 5 should also have a J.

But he put down a Q without changing his expression or heartbeat.

Lin Xiangwan slightly raised his eyes to look at Shu Ran, and said lightly: "It must be a good feeling to confuse people's hearts, right?"

Shu Ran did not respond to her argument, but instead reminded: "Player No. 4, please play your cards."

Lin Xiangwan directly grabbed the Q in his hand without thinking. She has JQK, but if she plays K, no one can benefit, so she might as well give this opportunity to Bian Zhao.

"No. 4, Q. No. 5, Q. No. 3, J." Shu Ran took out three cards and placed them in front of Bian Zhao, "Congratulations, the victorious player."

The result is obvious, Lin Xiangwan and Bian Zhao each have 4 cards, Murong Guangbai and No. 7 each have 3 cards, Bian Leda and No. 9 each have 2 cards, and the last rebel No. 5 has 1 card.

Bian Zhao was once again led away by Lin Xiangwan. The group of people including Murong Guangbai and Bian Leda could see from Lin Xiangwan's several commands that Lin Xiangwan had no idea who was holding what. The cards and who played what cards are clear.

Under such circumstances, Lin Xiangwan gave up on winning alone and did not forget to help Bian Zhao. This was already his best effort.

The table in front of Shu Ran and the remaining cards on the table suddenly disappeared. She stood upright with her hands clasped together and smiled at everyone: "The game is over. Congratulations to player No. 3 and player 4 for winning the game. The other players..."

"Wait." Lin Xiangwan spread out his cards, took out one and put it into No. 9's hand.

When Bian Zhao saw this, she immediately got inspiration and took out one of her cards and gave it to her miserable cousin.

At this point, except for player No. 5, all players on the field have become "winners".

Shu Ran's face darkened: "Cards cannot be given away or exchanged. You have violated the rules."

Lin Xiangwan sneered and retorted: "Which rule of the game says you can't give it away?"

"If I say no, I can't!"

"Before the tenth round, you said after adding new rules, 'It won't happen next time.' If you don't even have the spirit of contract, what kind of game are you going to release?" Lin Xiangwan said loudly.

Shu Ran blushed like a cooked crab, but she had no way to refute Lin Xiangwan's words.