Chapter 42 - Pinocchio's honest card game (4)

The white wall rises slowly.

At the other end of the wall, Fu Wenduo stands alone in one of the squares, with his three teammates standing in the squares around him. As the wall rises, he fixes his eyes on the opposite side. Only to see the handsome young man in the light-coloured jacket standing directly opposite him again, the two of them gazing at each other together.

Fu Wenduo curled his lips and smiled at the man.

The other man's face remains unchanged. Like Fu Wenduo, he stands alone in one compartment and his two companions in another.

Pinocchio jumped down from the wall, and with great interest teleported to Tang Mo's side, curious: "Is it true that the card you played this time was the Queen's card?"

Tang Mo thought for a moment, "Does my nose get longer if I lie?"

Pinocchio smiled heatedly, "Of course not. Only a smart Pinocchio has a long nose. ... Well, well, I'm not smart at all." With his long nose retracted, Pinocchio rubbed his nose in frustration and then looked at Tang Mo: "You don't have a long nose when you lie, but I can hear it. Your human lies are like gems in the gutter, you can tell at a glance."

Tang Mo said faintly, "A jewel falling into a gutter is not something you can see at a glance."

Pinocchio was annoyed: "Anyway, just tell me if the card you played this time was the queen's card!"

Two cards have been played, the card on Tang Mo's side is covered on the ground and the card on the opposite side is also covered on the ground. At this point, even telling Pinocchio would not have affected the outcome. But Tang Mo says: "Rule 5 of The black tower states that Pinocchio does not know the contents of the cards on either side. If I tell you the answer to that, how will The black tower resolve this matter which is contrary to the rules of the game?"

Pinocchio froze for a moment.

Tang Mo: "My hand this time is ..."

"I won't listen I won't listen!" Pinocchio rushed to cover his ears. He ran quickly back to the blank area, so frightened that he forgot to teleport. Immediately after running back, he clapped his hands together and the two decks glided rumblingly into the centre of the blank area. Pinocchio said loudly to Tang Mo, "You're not telling me what the cards are about, I'm not listening I'm not listening!"

Tang Mo gave him a long, meaningful look, turned his eyes away and met the man in black opposite him.

The other man was also looking at him, obviously still enjoying the friendly "interaction" he had just had with Pinocchio.

Tang Mo nodded expressionlessly at the other man, but his eyes scanned the man so closely for the first time, from head to toe. He looked from the first strands of the man's hair, all the way to his feet, and back to the man's face.

Tang Mo is so blatant in his gaze that any ordinary person would feel uncomfortable, but the man in black doesn't react at all and lets Tang Mo look at him as he pleases, and in turn looks at him.

After the shocking incident of almost breaking The black tower's rules, Pinocchio was too frightened to say a word of nonsense or to sing his original children's song out of tune. He patted the two cards and stepped aside: "All right, all right, your cards have been dealt, so let's get started."

"Ding-dong! Game 2, player out."

A dazzling white light flashed across the cards, blinding every player. In the midst of this blinding white light, only one puppet, Pinocchio, keeps his eyes wide open and looks at the two cards with great curiosity.

"Ka-ching-"

"Ah!" Pinocchio exclaimed.

The sound of cards shattering was evident in the white world, and every player held their breath, waiting nervously to see which card was the one that had broken. Finally, the white light faded and Tang Mo looked down at the two cards on the ground.

A card shatters into powder and clicks into thin air.

Tang Mo On this side, the middle-aged man shuddered and shouted, "Win! This time it's a win!"

The young woman opposite her blushes, but she seems to have expected this outcome and settles down a little, striding into the blank area. She looked to Pinocchio: "The rules of the game say that having different cards triggers a dueling arena, where players representing two cards will duel, with the loser moving on to the next game and the winner staying." After a pause, she continued, "Now my deck disappears, but if I win ... I'll stay too, right?"

Pinocchio rubbed his nose: "Of course. Whoever wins stays."

The middle-aged man stiffened his body as he growled, "What do you mean, who said you were sure to win."

A silvery light shoots out from the card on Tang Mo's side of the deck and points to the middle-aged man's brow.

The young woman clenched her fingers as she pulled a gun out of her backpack, "So it's you, then."

The middle-aged man suddenly didn't dare to move, and his joy at winning the hand he had just played was suddenly dissipated. He looks timidly at Tang Mo, who ignores him and stares straight at the man in black opposite him. The latter, surprisingly, also had the leisure to keep looking at him, their eyes meeting in the air without speaking, but seemingly communicating silently.

The middle-aged man is representing the Queen's card this time.

Tang Mo overwhelmed the team with force five minutes earlier, forcing both players to choose their trump cards. The black tower was shuffled and Tang Mo became the slave, Zhao Wenbin the knight and the middle-aged man the queen. The middle-aged man was terrified that if he was dealt a slave card, his hand would be eliminated. No matter what card is played, as long as the opponent does not play a king card, the two cards will not cancel out and the dueling field effect will be triggered.

He was very tempted to say if you are so good, then go and fight in the dueling ring, why should we be sent to our deaths.

But he didn't even dare to say this to Tang Mo, and was even forced to join Zhao Wenbin, standing in the queen's lattice. The only thing he was thankful for was that it was not the scary-looking man in black who came out across the room, but a young woman.

"A woman, it's just a woman ...," the middle-aged man reassured himself as he stepped onto the dueling field.

The young woman had long since pulled out her pistol and the middle-aged man had been on guard. This time, however, she did not do a sneak attack with the gun, as the high school girl had done. She held the gun up with her right hand, level with her line of sight, and raised her left hand, with her index and middle fingers apart. She held her hand in front of her face, the index finger of her left hand forming an angle with her middle finger, revealing her right eye.

The middle-aged man looked at her warily.

Tang Mo also locked her brow, watching the woman's movements.

In the next second, she only heard her softly recite, "Checkmate."

"Bang..."

A bullet suddenly fired from the muzzle of the gun.

The middle-aged man had improved physical fitness despite being a reservist. With extremely quick reflexes, he stepped aside to avoid the shot. He pulled out his pocket knife and, with a roar of rage, rushed towards the woman. For a brief moment, however, the middle-aged man did not see that the bullet, which had already gone out, turned in the air and shot through his skull from behind.

It shot through the back of his head and out of his brow, splattering blood everywhere.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened to his death, unable to understand where the bullet had come from when the woman had clearly not fired a second shot. His huge body hit the ground with a loud thud and blood flowed from the bullet hole in his eyebrow, which soon flowed all over the floor.

Pinocchio smiles cheekily and can't hide the look in his eyes.

A huge black hole appeared beneath the middle-aged man's body, which was sucked in a few seconds later.

It was the first of eight players to die definitively. Zhao Wenbin takes a step backwards, seemingly stunned by the death of his companion.

It's psychic ability.

Tang Mo watched the scene with calm eyes, watching the young woman turn and return to her group.

Pinocchio was so happy to see such a funny scene. Humming an out-of-tune song, he bounced his way to the middle of the two teams.

After the duel, the queens glided back to Tang Mo's side of the table. Tang Mo's team had three cards, but only two players remained.

"It's a knight's card." Tang Mo looked away from the man in black.

Hearing this, the man in black looked up at him and asked calmly in return, "Why?"

"You've been a bit shaken since I deliberately said that 'play the queen card next game'. Until then, you had the advantage and could not lose by removing our knight card and then playing the slave card afterwards." Tang Mo spoke with an expressionless face, "It is the same to play the minister card and the knight card, your choices are the king card, the slave card and the other cards. Whichever you choose, I only have a one-in-three chance of not being restrained by your cards."

It's not us, it's me.

This game is, by now, just a game between Tang Mo and this man in black.

The man in black looked at him steadily, "The only thing I didn't expect was for you to take control of the outs so quickly. If I had known that you could see the importance of the right to play in one game and snatch it decisively, I would have played the kingdom trump in this game."

If Tang Mo hadn't powerfully suppressed their two teammates, then this game would have seen them play the queen card according to their analysis. First of all, they wouldn't have played the slave card anyway. Even if Tang Mo had said that, they wouldn't have played the slave card. So as long as the man in black played trump, he would be able to restrain his opponents with no worries. At least a draw.

But by saying that, Tang Mo would have made his two teammates fearful that they would be restrained from playing their queen cards so easily. Without this Tang Mo, there is an 80% chance that these two would have chosen the Knight card.

Tang Mo only has one vote and he cannot convince his teammates to decide what cards to play.

However he took away the right to play the cards by force.

The man in black smiled slightly, "Why a knight's card, not a minister's card."

The man in black will not play the king's card or the slave card, but he has the choice of both the minister's card and the knight's card. So, why the Knight card.

Tang Mo looked at him and didn't answer for a long time. His hand was in his own pocket, pressing on the turkey egg. He tapped it twice gently, but on the third time he stopped his hand. He looked up at the man in black from a distance, his tone calm, but listening closely, there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in his voice. "You thought we would play the knight card. If you play the Minister card, it triggers a dueling field effect and one of you will inevitably be forced into the tower attack game. If you play the Knight card, both cards are nullified at the same time, but no dueling arena effect is triggered and no one will be pulled into the dangerous tower attack game."

After a pause, Tang Mo said, "And after knowing you for so long, I don't know why you are in that capacity, but ... Mr. Fu, you don't seem like a cold-blooded person. You're not so tough as to force someone into a tower attack game when both options are available."

Fu Wenduo laughed: "But you can also choose to play the knight card so that the man doesn't attack the tower game either."

"It's really for the best, considering he's alone, that no one will attack the tower game." Tang Mo said lightly, "But there are three of us. One less Knight card and I'm cornered, and I can't afford to make a wrong move. He's one man, we're two." Tang Mo gestures to Zhao Wenbin beside him.

Zhao Wenbin was a little flattered by Tang Mo's mention of it and looked over at him.

Tang Mo didn't even look at him, he kept looking across at Fu Wenduo: "And even if it's just me, Mr. Fu, I'm not that great, between him and me, I choose the way that makes it easier for me to live."

Fu Wenduo gave a laugh.

Pinocchio looked at them both and touched his nose: "Oh, so you two humans actually know each other. Are you friends? Friends would be the most fun. Friends are most welcome to play Pinocchio's honest card game, and every friend who plays it receives the most beautiful fruit of friendship, which is said to make for a better relationship."

Tang Mo suddenly lifts his steps up and walks into the blank area.

"Mr. Fu, it is now time to exercise the privilege of the 'Queen's card' and ask you questions."

A dazzling light shone from the golden star in Pinocchio's hand, which connected one end of the light to Tang Mo and the other to Fu Wenduo. It stopped in front of their hands and Tang Mo grabbed the light, while Fu Wenduo slowly withdrew his smile, stepped forward, grabbed the light and stepped in front of Tang Mo.

"Ding Dong! The 'Go home and kneel' effect is triggered and the Queen's Deck has the right to ask questions only once in the entire game. Hint: The question may not be about the card, and the person being asked may only answer yes or no. Lying is a game failure."

As he approached, Tang Mo realised that this man was actually slightly taller than he was.

He tilted his head, looked at the other man with a calm expression, and asked, word for word, " Mr. Fu, do you think the King's gold is more important than MOMO?"

Fu Wenduo looked at Tang Mo in silence for a long time before he asked, "This MOMO, which MOMO is it?"

Tang Mo then remembered that half a month ago he had been renamed by Karma and had been MOMO for three days. He coughed, "Fire eggs."

Fu Wenduo didn't mean to be half-heartedly flirtatious when he asked the question he had just asked, he asked it very seriously. When Tang Mo confirmed the question, he didn't answer it first, but fell into deep thought. The reason for his clarity was that if The black tower judged him to be lying, the game would be lost.

Tang Mo understood that when Fu Wenduo asked this question, the scales were already swinging in his favour.

The King's Gold, a chance to forfeit The black tower game.

MOMO, a game archiver that stores one hour of game progress and is used once every seven days.

If Tang Mo fails to play in this honest card game and is forced to pass the second level of The black tower, no one can tell if he will survive. Perhaps if he dies, MOMO will no longer be available and Fu Wenduo will be without such a rare archiver item.

So Tang Mo asked him, "Which do you think is more important, the King's gold or MOMO?

He had to be clear about Fu Wenduo's attitude, which was crucial to his next strategy.

Fu Wenduo pondered for a long time and hesitated to answer. Tang Mo waited patiently for his answer.

Three minutes later, Fu Wenduo said the answer: "No."

Is the King's gold more important than MOMO?

Not.

One is a one-time waiver opportunity and the other is a permanently available archiver.

In contrast, the latter is more important.

Tang Mo was slightly relieved to get an answer.

At this point, Fu Wenduo's low voice rang out with a hint of imperceptible laughter, "But Tang Mo, just because MOMO is more important doesn't mean I'll give up this king's gold coin for MOMO."

Tang Mo looks up at him.

Fu Wenduo looks calm and speaks the truth: "I win this game and receive the king's gold, and you are pulled into the tower attack game. But you will not die. If it comes to that ..." he curled his lips, " Tang Mo, you will use it."

Tang Mo's eyes narrowed.

He knows!

He knew I possessed a king's gold coin!

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What the author has to say.

Tangtang: You can bully me now, because I'm not as strong as you, and my powers haven't grown to your strength, so bully me now. Go ahead!

Mr. Fu: Daughter-in-law, that guy wasn't me, he's just a bastard, let me in! I don't want to sleep with the kitchen face.