Chapter 1100 Addition

After entering the "card table" interface, "players at this table" can communicate through typing or voice. Of course, the video chat function can also be turned on.

Feng Bujue opened the video without much hesitation and said to the screen, "I'm here."

After a brief silence, the user opposite the "card table" whose ID was shown as [Organizer] and whose avatar was a question mark also started speaking: "It seems... you don't care about exposing your identity anymore."

"Hmph...that kind of thing has been exposed a long time ago, hasn't it?" Feng Bujue snorted coldly.

"Oh? How do you see it?" the organizer asked.

"With the resources you have... you only need to take a cup or straw that I used on the Song of Songs, and rely on fingerprints and DNA to find out who I am." Feng Bujue replied, "Also Yes... the first thing you said just now was that you didn't bring it upon yourself."

"Huh?" The organizer was startled when he heard this.

"Hmph... the reaction is really slow..." Feng Bujue didn't give the other party any time to react. After a second, he continued, "Indeed, the shape I am using now is my own appearance, and the name is also Homophonic, but...how did you know? That day on the Song of Songs, all you saw was the face of a 'clown', and all you knew was the title of 'crow'... But at this moment, in this In the virtual game of adjusting your appearance, the first thing you said after seeing me was, 'You don't care about revealing your identity anymore.' This is equivalent to telling me that the person you 'see' is not the same as you. The identity' is consistent."

He finished this sentence at a very fast speed, causing the organizer to fall into silence again.

After a while, the organizer... also opened the video chat function, and then, a young face appeared on the screen.

"Let's get to know each other formally..." The organizer, who had a face of mixed Chinese and European descent (Brother Jue judged that he was yellow from the skin color of his neck and hands when wearing a mask), said to Brother Jue with a smile, "...I His name is Adolf Snow, a rich man who loves 'games.'

"Oh, hello." Brother Jue responded weakly. "Since you should have checked my name, occupation and other information, I won't repeat it again. If you want to call me an artist or a great writer or something...you're welcome, I can bear it. "

"Haha... you are really as 'crazy' as people say on the Internet." Snow continued, "Crazy, no, no."

He deliberately read these three words one by one, as if they meant something.

Brother Jue also understood the other person's implication very well: "So...your research on me goes beyond the 'archive' level."

"Yeah..." Snow didn't deny this. "After I found out your identity, I became more interested in you... So, I read the books you wrote, watched the TV shows you recorded, and learned a lot about you in 'Thriller' from various channels. What you do in Paradise..." When he said this, his eyes flashed with excitement, "Haha... Frankly speaking... I really like you more and more. "

"Hmm...your erotic lines..." Feng Bujue complained with vacant eyes, "It's easy for people to misunderstand 'that'."

"It doesn't matter." Snow replied disapprovingly, "I am bisexual."

"I see..." Feng Bujue nodded.

Then, there was a very strange silence for a few seconds.

"I already have a girlfriend." Brother Jue said after holding it in for a few seconds.

"Hahahaha..." Snow laughed. "Don't worry, you are not my type." He paused for half a second and then said. "When I say 'I like you', I mean it as an 'opponent in the game'. I have no other meaning."

"Why do I feel that you deliberately used words that could easily be misunderstood to test my reaction?" Feng Bujue is really perceptive.

When Snow heard this, he was stunned again. After a few seconds, he said: "Okay~ okay~ you saw through it. I was originally thinking that if the conversation went smoothly, I would..."

"That assumption no longer exists." Feng Bujue immediately interrupted the other party, "Tell me something else."

Snow shrugged and said with a smile: "Haha... that's okay~" He thought again. Said, "By the way. Regarding the topic of 'identity' just now, I still don't understand something..." He then asked, "When we were on the Song of Songs the day before yesterday, since you knew it very well... Anyway, in the end, I Your identity will still be found, so why...are you still wearing such exaggerated clown makeup under the mask? "

"Heh... that..." Feng Bujue smiled, "That's an emergency measure I prepared to prevent someone from taking off my mask during a banquet or game." He explained, "Of course, that kind of Things... As the organizer, you and your subordinates will not do it, because you already have the information of all the guests; to say the least, even if you doubt my identity, you will invite me out alone. Let me unmask." He paused for a second, then changed the topic, "But other guests... it's hard to say; what if someone gets angry by me and takes advantage of me when I'm not paying attention? If my mask is pulled off, my face will be visible to everyone around me, and this situation... is very troublesome.

"The people in the banquet hall that day were all desperate social upper class people, many of whom would return to the shore after that night... As long as one of them recognized me, there would be endless troubles. "

"Have you actually... considered it at that level?" Snow muttered after hearing this.

"Isn't it natural to consider that level?" Feng Bujue replied, "Fake someone else's identity, take a ship whose registered country is Panama, sail to the high seas... to participate in a game no matter how you look at it. They are all illegal games; no one would be surprised if a trip like this... ended up being 'divided into pieces and buried in the sea', right?"

Brother Jue's words had an impact on Snow's thinking.

This is an excellent example of "different situations lead to different ways of thinking".

People who go exploring in the mountains with a full set of wilderness survival equipment and people who get lost in the mountains with nothing will think about things in very different directions, and may even be completely opposite.

Those things Feng Bujue said...Snow would indeed consider them. In fact, in order to make the "game" more interesting, he often considered the issues from the perspective of those "prey"; however, he could not think of Feng Bujue after all. Brother's "that level".

"Huh...if possible, I really want you to come here as a consultant." After a while, Snow said again.

"Sorry, I have no plans to change careers." Feng Bujue said.

"I'll give you a truckload of dollars. How about thinking about it?" Perhaps this was Snow's habit. He almost blurted out the word "truck" as a unit of measurement for money.

"I can tell. You are a person who takes money very seriously." Feng Bujue did not answer the other party directly, but responded with this sentence.

"What?" Snow continued, "You want to say... you too?"

"Yes, me too." Feng Bujue said.

Although they both take money very lightly, their natures are very different, because one of them is extremely rich, while the other... always has the ambition of "a gentleman who is poor and will not fall into the clouds". There is really no money.

"Well..." Snow sighed, "I think I know your answer." At this point, his tone was slightly colder, "Then... why does your Excellency, who is 'indifferent to fame and wealth,' come to this day?" Where’s the appointment?”

"Nonsense, because I want 'that thing'." Feng Bujue replied.

"That thing..." Snow snorted coldly, "Huh... isn't it just money?"

"Who said I was going to take it and sell it?" Feng Bujue said, "I told you on the ship, I was entrusted to pick it up."

"Just because I was entrusted by others..." Snow continued. "You went on a trip that was likely to end in no return?"

"Why not?" Brother Jue asked.

"That is to say..." Snow continued, "Today, if you defeat me and get 'that thing', you will also give it to the person who entrusted you without taking any money?"

"That's between him and me." Feng Bujue said. "You...are here for the 'game', aren't you?"

"Haha..." Snow smiled, "Yeah... 'originally', I was just here to have fun."

It can be judged from this sentence pattern that he is about to say no.

"But..." Snow lived up to expectations, "Now I have changed my mind."

"Want to form a gang?" Feng Bujue's gangster accent came right out of his mouth, and even his hometown dialect came out.

"Ha..." Snow's smile became even wider, "We had agreed before, this 'showdown'. My bet is 'that thing', and your bet is the hundreds of thousands you won from me. U.S. dollars (he didn’t even remember how much money Brother Jue won the night before. That’s why he said ‘hundreds of thousands’), right?”

"What are you doing? You want me to raise the bet?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Since you and I don't regard money as anything important, but still using it as a bet... wouldn't it be too boring?" Snow continued smoothly.

"Don't you think it's a bit excessive to make such a request when the duel is about to begin?" Feng Bujue naturally would not agree immediately. He was trying to gain benefits for himself.

"'Excessive'?" Snow repeated the two words and smiled, "You pretended to be my guest, got on my cruise ship, and used a false identity to make away with hundreds of thousands of dollars at my banquet... And I neither threw you into the sea, nor snatched your money back, nor illegally detained you and tortured you to confess... Now, you actually say that I am going too far? "

"Well... what you said makes sense." Feng Bujue touched his chin, as if he just understood, and replied casually.

Snow was also mentally prepared for Brother Jue's unscrupulous words and deeds. He suppressed the desire to complain and continued the previous topic: "In short, what I mean is that my bet remains unchanged... No , I can even make one more concession and give you the hundreds of thousands, but the bet on your side..."

"If I lose, I have to be your advisor, right?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Ha... Exactly." Snow was not surprised that Brother Jue gave the answer directly.

"Oh... I knew it." Feng Bujue muttered, "It doesn't cost money... it just costs people."

"If you agree to this condition, we can get started." When Snow heard that there was something going on, he quickly urged the other party to make a decision quickly.

"Okay, let's bet." Feng Bujue did not hesitate, "But this is a verbal agreement right now...can you trust me?"

"Does that need to be said?" Snow said, "Don't you also believe that I will give you the things after losing without any contractual guarantee?"

Feng Bujue smiled and said, "That's a compliment. That's because when we reached an agreement (it was on the Song of Songs, after Brother Jue took off his mask), I didn't even have room to question it."

"That's okay. In short, I believe you will keep your promise." Snow said, "Because the opponent I recognize... must be a man who can win and lose."

…………

Twenty minutes later.

[Your deck is ready]. After confirming the deck selection, Feng Bujue turned around and faced the elevator door.

Di——

The moment Feng Bujue pressed the [DUEL] button, the elevator door opened with a buzzer.

Outside the door is a round arched stone corridor.

The corridor is made of white stones and is quite spacious. There is an exit more than ten meters in front of it, and the scorching sunlight is already slanting in from the exit.

[Please select your duel equipment]

The moment he stepped out of the elevator, the system voice sounded again.

The next second, a window popped up in front of Brother Jue. There were currently only two options in the window, namely: [Duel Operation Station] and [Duel Disk].

Feng Bujue chose the duel disk without thinking and pressed OK.

In an instant, the stream of data light burst out of thin air and turned into a ball of white light that enveloped his arm.

Three seconds later, the white light stopped and gradually dimmed into shape. A device with a blue background and a white frame and a red shaft, like a folded mechanical wing, appeared on Jue Ge's left forearm.

[It has been detected that your dominant hand is your right hand. The duel disk is installed on the left hand by default. If you want to change the settings, please return to the login space settings]

[Your duel disk is, DD (Duel_Disk) - standard type, for more cool skins, please go to the online mall to get them]

During the duel schedule, these two lines of subtitles with voice also flashed in front of Brother Jue.

"It's cool and useful. Can it increase the probability of being drawn..." Feng Bujue looked at the advertising prompts floating by and secretly complained.

At this moment, he had reached the end of the arched stone corridor.

When he stepped out of the stone gate, his eyes suddenly opened up. The "Duel Venue" just selected on the "card table" - [Ancient Roman Arena] came into view.

At the same time, from a stone door opposite him, another duelist who had also been equipped with a duel disk walked out - Adolf Snow.

When the two of them took their respective positions (there was a cursor on the ground pointing to the area where the duelists were standing) and stood in the huge circular arena, a new system voice came.

This time, it was not a "prompt", but a "broadcast" that sounded directly on the field.

I could only hear...a very passionate male voice preaching——

【Adhere to the rules and etiquette, and have fun dueling. 】(To be continued ~^~)