Crime Prison Island
Chapter 131 - 53: The Outbreak of Contradiction

Chapter 131: Chapter 53: The Outbreak of Contradiction

Louis gritted his teeth, "He’s doing this to preserve White Base’s life points... White still has two points of blood left!"

"And his goal isn’t just that, he’s impersonating Gladiator to protect Black’s blood as well!"

"This guy, he still wants to win with Black! That’s why your attempt to turn him failed; he must have at least one Black player left, someone he would never kill, even if it means risking himself."

He was extremely frustrated, what the hell was this?

To win as Black, is that more important than life itself?

Who plays the game like this? Not killing even after betrayal? Gambling with one’s own life? Is it so necessary to provoke him?

"Alright, alright... So this is how you play, huh?" Louis’s eyes revealed madness, a fight to the death? Wasn’t he capable of that too?

At this moment, the sixth round had ended with their successful vote.

The seventh round began.

Louis roared at Sofia, "There are Black players on the other side, always a hidden threat, I don’t believe he dares not kill forever!"

"Let’s do it again, just one more betrayal is enough, if he dares to come again, I’ll go out and chop him down!"

"Even if you stab me in the back, I’ll accept it!"

His words pleased Sofia.

Sofia stood in front of the round table, "Then... what if the other side votes unanimously this round?"

Louis stared at Sofia, "You’re good at making questions, make a super difficult one!"

This game isn’t necessarily useful just because there’s unity, the invitation card voting tests both sides’ questioning strategies and answering tactics.

It can be said to be the game’s hard skill. Breaking the other side from this point on is also a great method.

Sofia nodded and began to think deeply, meditating.

Suddenly, she looked up sharply, having thought of a killer move, "I’ll project eight Tarot cards directly, each image complex, I don’t believe they can give the correct answers!"

Louis frowned, "Don’t mess with me, Tarot cards have sequence numbers, are you telling me they won’t choose correctly?"

Sofia’s lips curled up, "The sequence numbers on the Tarot cards are represented in Roman numerals, and they are a group of Asians. How could they all know the order of Tarot cards?"

"What if there’s someone among them who knows?" asked Louis.

Sofia scoffed, "Idiot, it’s even better if someone knows!"

"Our goal is to make their votes inconsistent. The one who knows will choose based on the sequence numbers, while the others will choose based on the features within the images."

"So as long as not all of them know, it’s impossible for the whole group to answer correctly!"

Louis pondered, "They definitely have a strategy for answering. Maybe they’ll all choose based on the image features."

Sofia shook her head, "No matter what their answering strategy is, numbers and colors are must-choose categories!"

"That’s why I’m using Tarot cards; each one is incredibly rich in content. The more diverse the topics they bet on, the easier it is to be inconsistent when faced with this kind of question."

"Some recognize the sequence numbers and will immediately choose by that. Some who don’t recognize Roman numerals will choose by color. Others will see each card as having messy colors and start counting heads."

"As for who is the strongest or the weakest, can they clearly differentiate whether ’The World’ or ’Wheel of Fortune’ is stronger or weaker?"

Louis understood, Sofia’s question seemed to have many solutions.

But that was precisely what made it complex, utilizing the opponent’s diversity in knowledge and striking at the information gap.

No matter what the opponents base their choices on, numbers are definitely high-priority options; they must agree to select the largest or smallest number they see.

And Tarot cards have sequence numbers written on them in plain sight, but in Roman numerals... If even one person on the other side doesn’t recognize them, they’ll answer incorrectly.

"Good! Let’s go with this one!" Louis agreed.

Sofia immediately started compiling, instructing the AI to generate all the Tarot card images, carefully selecting eight.

She chose cards as rich in content and similar in color as possible.

After finishing the selection, she didn’t send them right away but asked Louis, "Ignoring the sequence numbers, which one would you choose?"

Louis immediately pointed to the ’Judgment’ Tarot card, "Definitely ’Judgment’, it has the most characters. Didn’t we agree that if a number can be calculated, we prioritize the one with the greatest number?"

Sofia nodded and removed the ’Judgment’ card, replacing it with a ’White Tower’.

"Now what?"

Louis frowned, unable to decide for a moment, then pointed to ’The World’, "I would choose The World, it looks the biggest."

Sofia smirked, "I said, ignoring the sequence number."

Louis said, "Ignoring the sequence number, it’s still the biggest. What would you choose?"

Sofia pointed to ’The Devil’, "I would choose this one because it’s the darkest, and I like black the most."

"..." Louis simply rolled his eyes at her, the two completely out of sync.

As Sofia sent out the invitations, she said, "We’ve always relied on leaking questions, we’ve never strictly agreed on a strategy."

"Now listen carefully to me, quantity takes the highest priority, then comes color, choose the darkest, the dimmest, and then strength, we pick the strongest, the biggest."

She rambled on and on, listing a strict hierarchy of priorities for Louis to thoroughly memorize.

However, soon the result from the other side arrived, "White Base refuses duel."

"What?" Sofia was shocked. How could that be, they managed to agree? Did all of them recognize the Tarot cards?

Louis stopped memorizing, slamming the table, "What kind of nonsense question did you come up with?"

Sofia said coldly, "The fact that they unanimously got this question right proves that your tactics of sowing internal discord have completely failed."

"Even if there’s a Black player, they’re all voting properly, and what’s more critical is that their strategy for answering is robust. They have finely tuned the priority of each element, and numbers are not the priority."

"No matter, we’ll just have to change direction and make up a different question."

Louis hammered the table, saying, "No, I won’t vote this round, I’ll accept the duel directly!"

Sofia watched him coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Our invitation failed, so the other side doesn’t need to fight, because we don’t have a Mediator and can’t select a Gladiator, which means we’re certain to lose blood."

Louis sighed, "So what else can we do?"

"This question allows the other side to be unanimous, which is a statement. The black players over there won’t betray now, because White still has two drops of blood!"

"To betray again would mean certain death, so the black players on the other side can only vote with Gao Xin. It’s impossible for them to lose their heads again."

"What we need to do now is to turn the tables and deplete the black blood volume, forcing Gao Xin to give up on winning as the black side."

"After all, he’s risking his life to protect the black players because our black side is full of blood!"

"Once the black blood volume is depleted, Gao Xin will have to kill the black players, breaking the deadlock."

The reasoning is correct. If black also has two blood points, they would be on the same starting line as white.

Gao Xin would actually benefit more from a white victory because he could then kill the black players for an extra reward.

As long as all the black players on the other side are dead, Sofia can turn Louis into a black player, officially pitting black against white in a fight where both sides have two blood points each, and the outcome remains uncertain.

Therefore, letting the black side sell blood now is the best way to sabotage Gao Xin’s plan.

"Is that so? Well, it looks like we have no other choice," Sofia said indifferently.

Seeing her agreement, Louis immediately nodded, "Then this round we won’t vote and will concede defeat."

Sofia pointed to the round table, "After the blood is sold, you go and pose the question."

Louis looked astonished, "But I’ve never posed one before."

Sofia said indifferently, "It’s very simple, just do whatever... My train of thought has already been figured out by the other side, maybe something you think of will have an unexpected effect."

"Okay," Louis nodded and went to the round table to fiddle with it.

Indeed, it was simple; he could have the AI generate various options, which could be text or images.

As he was contemplating what kind of question to ask for the next round, he saw his bloodstained hand pressing on the round table leaving a bloody handprint.

Suddenly, inspiration struck his brain – fingerprints, a bunch of identical fingerprints. He didn’t believe these people could still make the right choice.

But just as he was pondering, he suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, sensing immense danger behind him.

"This is bad!"

Without even turning his head, Louis executed a tactical roll.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Gunshots sounded from behind him, and with a splatter, he was hit by two bullets in the back, his flesh exploding, the wounds severe.

"Fuck! Bitch!" Louis felt his lungs about to burst with anger. He’d been backstabbed once again.

"Are you crazy!"

Sofia, seizing the advantage, pursued relentlessly, gunfire nonstop.

At the same time, her eyes glowed with a red haze.

"You bastard, knowing they wouldn’t kill all the black players, you started to give away my black blood, right?"

Louis roared, "Didn’t I say it! It’s to force Gao Xin to kill the black players. Fuck, you bitch, can’t you understand?!"

Sofia shouted angrily, "I understand! But that’s your white side’s tactics!"

"As a white player, you obviously don’t care how low the black side’s blood drops. By forcing Gao Xin to kill all the black players and choose the white victory path, your goals align with his."

"The next target will be to drain all my black blood."

Louis howled, "Bitch! When that time comes, you can turn me into a black player too! We could then face the other side properly, no longer needing to fear each other, and dare to fight."

Sofia shook her head, "Fool, the precondition for me saying ’turning you black means I can trust you’ is... when black is full of blood! There has to be a blood advantage to yield higher benefits."

"But if black and white have the same blood volume, you say that Gao Xin will definitely choose a white victory... but wouldn’t you definitely choose white victory too?"

Louis’s expression darkened.

Indeed, if black also dropped to two life points, it would hold no appeal, and choosing white would be more likely to win.

Because there were no Mediators left in the black base, if he didn’t vote while defending, he would definitely lose blood!

He would have an easier time winning as white.

If it came to the point where there were no better options, he indeed would certainly help white win.

Louis dodged and parried while shouting, "Fuck, bitch."

"You can only trust me. I’m definitely going to kill him. Don’t you want revenge? Even if the black and white blood volumes are the same, I will still choose black to win!"

Sofia’s eyes surged with red light, full of aggression.

She said, "Even if I turn you into black, they can turn you back to white again. Will they let us unite completely?"

"By then, he will certainly reach an agreement with you in private. Don’t feed me that crap about deep hatred."

"Now for you, getting rid of the game’s shackles and surviving is the most important thing. Revenge can wait until after we get out."

"The other side is just a Mediator; without the game’s mechanics, there are plenty of ways to kill him! You could even directly negotiate with the Japanese and buy him back to torture slowly."

Louis ground his teeth in anger, "Is that your reason for stabbing me in the back? You crazy woman, if you kill me, the other side will laugh the hardest."

"You shouldn’t backstab me now! Once I’m dead, they can turn you to white, and what will you play for then?"

Sofia said coldly, "Idiot, I stabbed you, not to kill you."

"All I need is to beat you to near death."

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