Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 364 363. You can’t say that others cheat so it’s reasonable for you to cheat (Part )

In the first round of the second round, an antique wooden box rose from under the table. Seifer opened it and the first thing he got was a body donation permit.

The beneficiary of the donation is the entertainment company, which will have full ownership of the body.

Seifer didn't care about this, threw it to the ground, and took out a pair of advanced-looking shackles and a device for installing at the muzzle of a gun from the box.

The opponent gets a syringe and something that looks like a card.

The items all come with their own explanations, and Cypher knows them at a glance: the handcuffs are given to the opponent to skip rounds, and the device is an explosive used to increase the power of the shotgun... Wow.

As for the injection, it is used to restore the chance of being injured, and that card... its function is very crude, which is to eject a round of ammunition from the gun chamber.

The bullet loading slot is flipped, three are fake and two are real.

The ammunition was loaded, and the other party calmly stretched out his hand, indicating that Seifer should move first... How polite, then I won't be polite.

Seifer picked up the gun, thought for a moment, aimed it at his opponent, and pulled the trigger.

No sound.

"What a pity! I thought there was a chance the first shot would go off." Seifer laughed indifferently, pointing his finger at the table, while his opponent spoke.

"The first round was to test whether you were that lucky. Apparently, you were. But you can't get far in gambling just by being lucky."

The opponent said coldly, but unfortunately, Cypher didn't care.

He shrugged nonchalantly, "You guys will control the odds anyway, but as long as there aren't two real bullets hitting three, the odds will be just like that."

"Anyway, shoot. At me, or at yourself. Do you think the gun is loaded, or empty again? If it were me, the probability is 50-50, I'd bet on failure."

The opponent looked at Seifer indifferently, suddenly put down his gun, put the card into the card reader on the table, and then he directly ejected the ammunition.

live ammunition.

"Look, if you use props when you have them, it means you're a bit impatient. The probability that this shot is a live bullet and the next one is a blank has increased rapidly, but I think it might be a live bullet. Wanna bet?"

Sefer plays a poor kid who struggles in the desert and comes from such a long way to beg for food, so it is natural that he is a talkative person.

Even Leica, who was connected to him, and the four people in the technical department were quite confused - is the teacher really so talkative?

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then aimed at Seifer and pulled the trigger. With a slight click, he ejected the ammunition and placed the gun on the table helplessly.

Then it was Cypher's turn. He smiled and picked up his gun. "Another 50/50 chance. Honestly, we're getting a bit slow. Let's hurry up."

Suddenly, the handcuffs were thrown on the table. After the other party put them on silently, there seemed to be a hint of fear on the cold mask, but it might just be the music outside... Interesting.

The first shot he aimed at his opponent and pulled the trigger was a fake. Then the second shot hit him directly in the chest, sending him flying backwards into the darkness.

Even with such horrific damage, his indicator only decreased by 1. He had no choice but to return to his seat and suddenly looked at the props on the table.

Something is wrong, this guy is not right... The last weapon was obviously live ammunition, why didn't he use the props, but just fired one shot?
When the intense pain subsided and reason returned to his mind, he quickly grabbed the edge of the table and sat down.

The number of viewers... has already exceeded 300,000? Why are there so many people? Do they prefer to watch the dealer get defeated?
Thinking of the previous person who sat on this chair, the man swallowed and the fear of death arose and spread in his heart.

It was like a cold stone held in the palm of your hand: there, cold, and inescapable. Like a noose tightening around your neck, the employees who had often viewed challengers with indifference finally began to waver.

But... there's still a chance. I only missed one of the four chances. At the start of the next round, I can use up the injection to replenish it...

With such anticipation in his heart, he sat down again, and two new props emerged from the box in front of him.

At the same time, Seifer also took out props from the box. One was a card that could eject a round of ammunition, and the other was something like a magnifying glass that could only be used once.

Unlike a blowback, it is a tool used to see whether the ammunition to be fired is real or fake.

Again, can only be used once.

Looking up, there was a magnifying glass on the opponent's desk, just like the handcuffs.

If they are the same type of props, then it all depends on whether he is willing to give up the initiative.

The ammunition loading slot was opened, and this time there were 4 real bullets and dummy bullets.

After the random reload was complete, Seifer took the gun and suddenly laughed: "Are you nervous? Don't be nervous, this shot won't kill you anyway. Since you won't die, what are you afraid of?"

Because you don’t know that those who fail will die, you stupid dog from the desert...

He was cursing in his heart, but on the surface, he was wearing a mask and his expression was completely invisible.

Seifer thought for a few seconds with the gun in his hand, and suddenly asked the other party, if he didn't use up all the props, would he be punished?

Naturally there was no answer, so Seifer shrugged and sat down to listen to the news from Momo. She asked Seifer to use the magnifying glass this time.

If it's a real bullet, then take out a high-damage item and put it on the gun, then fire it out to cause full damage. If it's a fake, you can even shoot yourself and then use the item to eject the gun...

From a procedural perspective, it's still a gamble, but this conservative approach also suits Sefer's appetite.

He picked up the magnifying glass to show the other person, then threw it behind him and picked up the gun to check - there was a dummy bullet in the ejection port.

Without hesitation, he turned the gun and pulled the trigger towards his jaw, ejecting the fake bullet. Then, instead of ejecting the bullet according to Momo's algorithm, he directly put the prop on the gun, aimed at the stunned opponent, and fired!
'boom! ’

This time the gunshots were even louder, because the device on the muzzle exploded at the same time, spewing out arrow-shaped bullets. These bullets pierced the opponent's body fiercely, and one could even see the bones of the body under the uniform strangely broken!
Without even having time to scream, the other person fell to the ground, and then the process was repeated before he was pulled up, seeming a little dazed.

Two indicators disappeared, and Cypher finished unloading and reloading the gun, placing it on the table. "Look, I've used up two rounds, one real and one fake. On the bright side, I only have three real and one fake left. Now's your chance."

In response to this provocation, the other party thought for a moment, looked at the props in front of him, suddenly smiled deeply, and threw the handcuffs over.

Seifer didn't care. He took the handcuffs and handcuffed himself, staring at the other man pointing the gun at him - the shot missed.

With only three live rounds left, the opponent excitedly aimed at Sefer and pulled the trigger without thinking!
A loud bang blasted the bullet out, but Seifer just leaned back suddenly, and the back of the chair was directly crushed, instantly avoiding the close-range shotgun shot.

——Not to mention the employee who fired the shot, even the bystanders who were watching this gamble were so shocked by this outrageous scene that they didn't even have time to react for a moment.

It was just a few seconds of pause before the flood of messages flooded into this live broadcast, which was actually quite boring most of the time.

Is this guy really just a lucky fool, and not some corporate mercenary developed by a company? How could someone dodge a fan-shaped spray of bullets the moment a gun is fired!
...In fact, there are, although they are not human.

(End of this chapter)