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"Oh?" The human pig was a bit confused, "I don't understand what you mean."

Old Lu was also puzzled: "Kid, what are you talking about? Is there a 'sure-win method' for this game?"

"I wouldn't dare to say it's a sure win," Qi Xia shook his head, "But 'pig games' are definitely not 'games of luck,' they are through and through 'probability theory' games."

"What does that mean?" Old Lu was a bit lost, "No matter how you distribute them, there are fifty black and fifty white pieces, which means the probability of you picking up all the pieces is one in two, right?"

"Is that so?" Qi Xia shook his head noncommittally, "It's precisely because of this that the game seems to approach a 'game of luck.'"

"To be honest with you, kid," Old Lu whispered to Qi Xia, "The first time, I separated the black and white pieces, so as long as I could pick the bowl with the black pieces, I would win, but I lost. The second time, I evenly distributed the black and white pieces into two bowls, and still, I didn't get a black piece. My luck was just too bad."

Old Lu stroked his chin and added, "If you think about it, if you break the ratio and have more or fewer black and white pieces in each bowl, it would actually be less favorable for me to pick a black piece. So no matter what, there can't be a sure-win method."

Qi Xia nodded, "This game is impossible to 'sure-win,' I can only try to increase my chances of winning as much as possible."

Hmm? Do you have a method?

Qi Xia did not answer but said to the human pig, "I'm ready, let's start."

The human pig chuckled and then extended his hand, making a 'please' gesture:

"Start distributing."

Qi Xia looked at the two identical bowls and the black and white pieces that were the same in texture and touch, and silently grabbed a handful of pieces, placing them into one of the bowls.

Old Lu watched Qi Xia silently, not knowing how he was going to arrange these one hundred pieces.

Qi Xia kept grabbing pieces and continuously throwing them into the bowl, as if he wasn't calculating the number of black and white pieces at all.

"Hey... Is this going to work?" Old Lu asked hesitantly, "Do you want to count how many pieces you've put in?"

Qi Xia did not speak, but continued to throw pieces into one bowl.

Old Lu and Lin looked at each other, neither knowing what Qi Xia was doing.

It was not until Qi Xia had thrown all the pieces into the same bowl that he stopped.

The pig-headed man, seeing this, was a bit angry: "Hey, hey, hey! That's a foul! You must distribute them into two bowls!"

"I know," Qi Xia nodded, "The distribution is not finished yet."

After that, he picked up a black piece from the bowl and threw it into the other bowl.

"My distribution is complete," Qi Xia raised his head and looked at the human pig calmly.

"What?!"

The several people present were all a bit wrong.

What kind of distribution method is this?

One bowl with a single black piece and the other bowl with the remaining ninety-nine pieces?

Old Lu looked at the two bowls on the table, his pupils moved, and after a long time, he said: "Brilliant... Brilliant..."

He understood Qi Xia's tactics.

No matter how Old Lu had distributed them before, the 'optimal distribution' of pieces in the two bowls was fifty-fifty, which allowed him to ensure that he had a fifty percent chance of picking a black piece.

But Qi Xia broke this balance.

He made the probability of picking a black piece in one bowl a hundred percent, while the probability of picking a black piece in the other bowl was as close to one in two as possible.

Since one had to randomly choose a bowl at the beginning, Qi Xia was very likely to select the bowl with the black piece directly, and he would not need to pick a piece from the bowl again, winning immediately.

Even if he was unlucky and chose the other bowl, the probability of picking a black piece would be almost the same as one in two, after all, it was forty-nine percent.

He had added a hidden 'insurance' to his chances of winning.

Seeing this scene, the human pig's eyes behind the mask clearly became colder.

"Are you trying to outsmart me?" The human pig's tone changed, no longer sounding so childish, instead, there was a hint of cunning.

"Outsmart you?" Qi Xia felt somewhat amused, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Everything I've done has not violated the rules, how could it be considered outsmarting?"

The human pig took an eyeshade out of his pocket, slowly handed it to Qi Xia, and said, "I know many smart people, and most of them have bad luck."

Qi Xia nodded, took the eyeshade, and said, "I can't argue with that, after all, smart people rarely rely on luck when doing things."

"But at the end of the day, we are gambling," the human pig said in a low voice, "The most important thing in gambling is 'strong luck.' You are smart, but how is your luck?"

"I don't know," Qi Xia replied, "But we will find out soon."

Qi Xia slowly put on the eyeshade, placed his hands on the table, and did not move.

The human pig took the two bowls and began to mix the pieces inside.

This rule was originally to deal with some opportunists who would use white pieces as a base and then lay all the black pieces on top, making it easier for themselves to pick them.

But now, for Qi Xia's tactics, this rule was completely ineffective.

The human pig knew that no matter how he mixed the pieces, the man in front of him would unhesitatingly pick one.

After all, he had done what he needed to do, and next, he was ready to leave everything to his own 'luck'.

Thinking of this, he shook the bowls casually, scrambled the positions of the two bowls, and placed them one on the left and one on the right.

"Hey, which bowl do you want to choose?" The human pig asked, "The one on your left... or the right?"

"I..." Qi Xia lowered his head and was silent for a while, then said, "Left, I choose the left."

Lin Qin and Old Lu both felt a sense of unease at the same time, as the bowl on Qi Xia's left was the one with ninety-nine pieces!

The human pig's eyes suddenly brightened with a gleam: "Very well, now please choose a piece from it."

He pushed the bowl in front of Qi Xia with a bit of sarcasm, as if he was making fun of him.

Qi Xia's mouth slightly raised and said, "You wanted to test my luck, and using this bowl to test is just right."

"What..." The human pig was stunned, "You, you knew this bowl was the 'wrong' one?"

"More or less," Qi Xia slowly reached his hand into the bowl and said, "In fact, choosing 'left or right' is the same as choosing 'rock-paper-scissors'. It seems to be a balanced probability, but there is always a bias due to human thinking."

"What do you mean?" Old Lu asked in confusion.

"Just like most people will start with scissors in rock-paper-scissors, the actual probability is not balanced," Qi Xia explained, "A 'paper' requires one to open their hand wide, losing a sense of security, while 'rock' clenches the fist, making people subconsciously feel oppressed, so 'scissors' become the most moderate choice. Choosing left or right is the same; people's subconscious minds think that 'left' is safer, after all, most people in this world are right-handed, they use their right hand more often, and the chances of the right hand getting injured are also much higher than the left hand. Therefore, when choosing a safe direction, it is easy to choose 'left'."

"You... are indeed not an ordinary person," the human pig said.

"There's no need to praise me, because you also understand these principles," Qi Xia said, "You placed ninety-nine pieces on my left side, which was not by accident, was it?"