Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 374 Gambler
Xia Shou pressed hard on the wound on the severed finger, and all the muscles in his body tensed up due to the severe pain.

"Lord Xia Shou!" Alice asked worriedly, and her transparent ghost hand hurriedly pressed on Xia Shou's wound.

This was one of the rare times Alice panicked. She rationally wanted to apply pressure on Xia Shou to stop the bleeding, but she was afraid that it would hurt more, so she behaved in a panic.

Xia Shou raised his head with sweat all over his forehead and looked at the boy opposite him.

The boy picked up Xia Shou's finger from the ground, took off his schoolbag, unzipped it and threw it in. It was full of broken fingers!
Some are very fresh, while others have already started to rot!
Did this guy win all these? He won so many fingers, but he only lost three?

Xia Shou was a little surprised, but not surprised.

The newspaper reported that he cut off eight fingers of Scissor Hand after a failed attempt. This is very unscientific from the perspective of probability, and the fingers on this backpack were all obtained by sacrificing three of his fingers.

This means that although there is a way to beat him, the probability is very small and winning will be difficult.

Xia Shou dared to conclude that this kid was definitely cheating, but no one could see through his cheating method.

"Let's try a different way of playing... We make six cards with three types of rock, paper, scissors written on them. Each person takes one of each type of rock, paper, scissors, and then we make our choice and then reveal the cards together." Xia Shou suggested intermittently, enduring the severe pain.

"No, you can only use your fingers! When playing rock-paper-scissors, it also tests your reaction speed." The boy smiled slyly.

Xia Shou couldn't help laughing.

Reaction speed?

He saw it very clearly. There was no sequence in the two of their attacks. It was like a period of time in the process of their palms spreading out was deleted, and the entire process of the attack was erased, leaving only the result.

In this weird game of rock-paper-scissors, reaction speed means nothing at all.

This guy is lying!

"Alice." Xia Shou called softly.

"I understand, Master Xia Shou."

A few seconds later, Xia Shou's field of vision was expanded to include the other party's field of vision.

[Alice's Vision] was not sealed by the Horse in the Woods, which was something to be thankful for.

Since Alice can obtain the other party's vision, it means that the abnormality level of this abnormal body is not high.

In other words, what was abnormal was not the boy himself, but the scissors in his hand.

"Come on, rock-paper-scissors—"

"Wait." Xia Shou stopped the other party, "I'll call rock-paper-scissors."

"Okay, then you shout." The boy agreed readily.

Xia Shou raised his hand: "Scissors Rock--"

While shouting, Xia Shou suddenly saw overlapping afterimages on the opponent's body. Those afterimages seemed to form a certain trajectory. From the movement patterns of the afterimages, it can be seen that each afterimage captured a posture in the process of punching.

And at the last moment when the boy threw the punch, the afterimages of the translucent hands kept changing the position of the punch, sometimes turning into scissors, sometimes into rock, and sometimes into paper.

Xia Shou thought for a few seconds and immediately guessed what the other party's cheating ability was.

This kid can see his future moves!

However, the future that the other party sees is not the absolute future that is destined to happen, but the most likely future presented after some high-precision calculations.

Once the calculation process incorporates Xia Shou's second-person perspective, the final calculation result collapses, presenting an unknown state that is constantly changing.

When both players of rock-paper-scissors can predict each other's attack strategies, the two ideas will continue to overlap.

The end result is that no one can accurately predict the other party's moves.

So now, the game is completely fair.

Xia Shou quickly glanced at the boy's expression. He looked obviously more flustered than the first time, even a little helpless.

"cloth!"

Xia Shou took action, and the boy also took action.

Xia Shou played paper and the opponent played scissors.

Lost!

The scissor boy's tense expression relaxed instantly, and he stretched out his hand: "Give me your finger! You still lost. This time I'll cut your ring finger, and I won't let you play with me anymore. I'll give you a discount."

"Want to run away after winning? It would be so boring if it ended like this?" Xia Shou wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes shining. His left palm was shaking with pain, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The scissor boy was stunned, his face turned cold: "If you want to continue playing, then cut this."

He put the scissors against Xia Shou's knuckles. Xia Shou looked at the only four fingers left on his left hand. The sharp blades of the scissors were clamped on the skin of the knuckles, and the hard pressure squeezed the thin skin.

He could imagine the pain that was coming.

The blades cut through skin and muscle tendons.

The bone cracked like a crushed walnut at the tangent line where the force was greatest, and finally broke cleanly with a "snap".

Xia Shou looked at the other person and let out a short chuckle. The flames of fear in his pupils trembled, but the smile on the corners of his mouth was even more intense than before.

That is the look on a gambler's face when he puts all his money, which will bankrupt him, on the gambling table.

Only someone who wants to make a comeback to the point of losing his mind would have such a look.

"Cut it." Xia Shou clenched the remaining three fingers.

Xia Shou knew that what he was facing now was a past rumor, a ghost story.

The boy defeated Scissorhands and thus became a new ghost story. If he defeats him, will the pair of scissors become his trophy?
If it were in reality, Xia Shou would never think so optimistically, but this is a movie!

A character makes a huge sacrifice in a movie, but in the end gets nothing in return, which is meaningless except to deepen the atmosphere of despair.

This kind of plot handling method can appear in insignificant characters, but Xia Shou does not think that the role he is currently playing is an insignificant supporting role. He is set as a rescuer and has a greater influence on the development of the plot than the survivors.

Let him increase his chances of winning, or let him get nothing. The former can motivate the audience, while the latter, although creating a more desperate atmosphere, brings too strong a sense of frustration.

Now they seem to be struggling for survival, but only those who always keep in mind that this is a movie can accurately predict how the plot will develop!

Xia Shou felt that if he were the director, he would definitely shoot it that way.

Xia Shou's left thumb was cut off at the root, but this time he only uttered a muffled groan. Alice immediately pressed around the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Damn, it hurts!" Xia Shou looked at the other party with a pale face, "Come on, keep playing."

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"Huh...huh..."

Xia Shou and the scissor boy sat cross-legged on the ground facing each other, with a pile of fingers scattered between them and blood soaking the carpet in the corridor.

The scissor boy sat on the ground with an expressionless face.

Xia Shou looked like he had just washed his hair, and it was wet and stuck to his forehead.

Fine beads of sweat gathered on his neck and rolled down. His heart hit his chest, and the impact vibrated his eardrums.

"You, are you still playing?" Xia Shou looked at the other person.

Scissor Boy looked at the two remaining fingers on his right hand.

Even if he plays again, he can only use scissors and fists.

Of course, just because you only have two fingers doesn't mean you can't play.

Although the opponent can remain invincible as long as he keeps punching, it does not mean that he will definitely lose.

As long as he keeps throwing punches, the game will be a draw. Then if the opponent wants to win, he must throw paper.

If he is very lucky, after throwing countless punches, the time he changes to a scissors punch happens to match the time his opponent throws a paper punch, and he wins.

Of course, the probability is very small.

The scissor boy stared at Xia Shou and asked seriously, "What does it feel like to hurt?"

Xia Shou was not surprised to hear this question, as he had noticed midway through the game that the kid had no sense of pain at all.

"The sweat I shed, the screams you heard just now, my shaking hands, the tears I shed...all of these add up to the pain." This is the only way Xia Shou could summarize it.

The scissor boy smiled, hooked the scissors with his two remaining fingers, and handed them to Xia Shou.

"I lost. I don't want to play anymore."

Xia Shou blinked and took the scissors with his right hand, which only had three fingers left.

The spoils, got it!
"Thanks. Actually, our winning rate is pretty good, 50%. But why didn't you just cut off my right thumb?"

The Scissor Boy pursed his lips, shook his head, and then like a dissipating ghost, he slowly became transparent and finally disappeared completely.

On the ground, there was only the schoolbag filled with fingers.

Xia Shou looked at the scissors in his hand, and the words appeared in front of him - [Finger-breaking Scissors]

(End of this chapter)