Chapter 140: Tang Mo, help me ......

With the new rules, the Black Tower doesn't give the players time to understand the rules and starts the game straight away.

In the center of the grid, Mosaic was wrapped in a film of light, happily humming an off-key tune. The group of humans had finally stopped chattering, and with time running out, they were all thinking about the number of steps they could take in this round of the game and what effect it would have on when they took them.

Tang Mo has participated in so many Black Tower games, and this is the first time she has encountered the new rules of the game. In every game, the Black Tower has always made all the rules clear at the beginning of the game, at most setting up a few plausible traps, and never adding new rules. However, if you think about it, the Dark Tower never said that each player would take the same number of steps, it only said that it would announce the number of steps a player could take before the game started.

This is what Tang Mo and Bai Ruoyao have been thinking about, the key to balancing the game.

It's not really a new rule at all, it's just the players falling into the Black Tower's language trap again.

First, the number of steps taken by the players is not the same. In this round, Bai Ruoyao can walk 4 squares, Liu Wansheng and Lin Qian can walk 3 squares, and Tang Mo can only walk 2 squares. The book is located in square A2, only two squares, Tang Mo can't walk to A2, and even Bai Ruoyao can't walk to A2. This time, only Liu Wansheng and Lin Qian can step into the squares containing the book, and the task of Bai Ruoyao and Tang Mo is to control the brightness of the squares.

Second, except for the player with the most steps (Bai Ruoyao), the other players can choose when they want to take the grid. For example, if Bai Ruoyao takes the first move, the other three players can forfeit the turn. When Bai Ruoyao moves to the second square, they can move again. This rule doesn't seem to make much sense, but in fact it determines who will be the last to move.

Without a doubt, Tang Mo had to leave a square to make sure he was the last one to go.

The third round of the game went quickly, with Lin Qian and Liu Wansheng both standing near square A2. Bai Ruoyao, for some reason, didn't approach square A2, but instead took a step to square E4 and stood in front of Tang Mo. He smiled at Tang Mo, who, after stopping for two rounds, finally took his first step into cell D5.

Bai Ruoyao looks at him like this and without hesitation takes his final step into the E5 frame.

Liu Wansheng raised his head carefully and looked at the young woman in front of him. He stepped in with one foot and entered the A2 grid.

With a snap, the lights in the A2 grid went out.

At this moment, as long as Lin Qian doesn't find anything unusual and walks into grid A2, the lights in this grid will be lit. Bai Ruoyao is no longer able to control whether the light film is on or off, and as long as Tang Mo ensures that the mosaic's light film is on, Liu Wansheng and Tang Mo will win. However, Lin Qian looks at Liu Wansheng, turns his head and walks into cell B1 without lighting up cell A2.

Liu Wansheng Although he had guessed it in his heart, he still clenched his fingers in disappointment at the result.

"Am I that stupid in your eyes?" A clear female voice rang out.

Liu Wansheng bristled and looked up at the young woman who had been acting very mediocre. Lin Qian's clothes were stained with blood, a wound Tang Mo had just stabbed to save Liu Wansheng's life. When Tang Mo threatened Lin Qian with little Yang San, this woman didn't dare to move or resist, very cowardly. However, at this moment, she sneered, ''I am also a player who has cleared the first floor of the Black Tower. Liu Wansheng, ten minutes ago, you could still dream and think that we need to claim you. Now isn't it time for you to pray instead, if your teammate can only get one frame in the next round and the book is positioned far away from him, then he can't control the outcome of the game at all."

Liu Wansheng immediately retorted, "Then it doesn't make sense at all if he leaves or not, would the Black Tower give such an unfair game?"

Lin Qian asks rhetorically, "Was the Black Tower giving our team a fair game before these two new rules came into play?"

Liu Wansheng's tongue was dumbfounded.

The third round of the game ended with both teams failing to pass again.

Liu Wansheng's face became quite ugly.

He thought about the game for an entire round, considering what changes the two newly added rules had brought to the game. The more he thought about it, the more fearful he became.

Lin Qian makes a good point. Obviously, this new addition is meant to check Tang Mo and minimize the imbalance of the game caused by the backhand advantage. With these two rules, there is a limit to the number of squares Tang Mo can move. Secondly, if the situation described by Lin Qian, "Tang Mo can only move one frame", then Tang Mo cannot change the light film of the mosaic frame. In the worse case, if the position of the book is from A1 to C3, which is a 3×3 square, then Tang Mo will be useless. With Tang Mo and without Tang Mo, there is no difference.

"No, the Black Tower won't give such an unfair game, it's too unfair to us." Liu Wansheng kept convincing himself, but gradually, Lin Qian's words came back to his mind.

"『...... Is the Black Tower giving our team a fair game?'

Liu Wansheng's heart sank.

Yes, the rules of the game are unfair. Before it was very unfair to Bai Ruoyao and Lin Qian, now there is a possibility that it will be very unfair to Tang Mo and Liu Wansheng. Both teams are subjected to unfair rules of the game, from a certain point of view, negative and positive, this has become a fair game.

After all external factors are ruled out, does it mean that ......

"We're going to compare whose luck is better?!" Liu Wansheng was depressed, "If we are lucky, and the location of the books and the number of frames available are in our favor, we can win first. If they are lucky, they win. The Black Tower wouldn't look so purely at the luck of the players, would it ......"

At the end of the day, Liu Wansheng himself doesn't believe it.

The Black Tower doesn't depend on the luck of the player?

The Black Tower has always believed that luck is also a form of strength, and that every player who manages to load into the game is a lucky one.

Liu Wansheng pondered for half a day, ready to talk to Tang Mo about his idea. Who knows, when he turned his head, he realized that his teammate had been staring at the opposite side of the room. He followed Tang Mo's line of sight and looked ......

I can't believe I'm watching that psycho again?

Liu Wansheng muttered in his heart, "Why do you keep looking at that person, what relationship ah this is", then he said, "That, Tang ...... Tang Mo, there is not much we can do underneath, still According to the old plan, I go to occupy the position of the book ......"

Tang Mo: "Good."

Liu Wansheng said half a day, Tang Mo actually still did not look at him, still staring at the opposite side of the Bai Ruoyao, very perfunctory response to even finished. Liu Wansheng gritted his teeth and couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?" That psychopath is so good looking?

Liu Wansheng thought Tang Mo would not answer, and he was just angry that Tang Mo ignored him and asked casually, but Tang Mo turned his head to look at him and asked, "What is he looking at?"

Liu Wansheng froze, "What is he looking at? Aren't you looking at him?"

"He's been staring at me and you with this weird grin ever since the last round of games ended and the soundproof light film came down."

Liu Wansheng carefully observed the psychopath not far away. Bai Ruoyao noticed Liu Wansheng's line of sight, he pulled out the silver butterfly knife from his pocket. With his fingers on the thin handle of the knife, the beautiful silver flower of the knife turned quickly in the air. Seeing this knife, Liu Wansheng's neck ached and he hurriedly averted his eyes.

"Is his smile strange? He doesn't smile like that all the time ...... " Liu Wansheng said.

Tang Mo glanced at Liu Wansheng and said nothing more.

Bai Ruoyao is not laughing like that.

This time, this psychopath smiled strangely, he must have discovered something. Was it that he had discovered the game's pass strategy, or was it that he had seen something interesting that made him so happy, looking at himself and Liu Wansheng with such a look.

Tang Mo's mind suddenly flashed with a bright idea.

...... he saw the dead air?

Tang Mo's heart suddenly sank, he closed his eyes and prepared to take a look at the death aura on Bai Ruoyao's body, but just as he was about to open his eyes, he stopped moving again. Various complicated thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally Tang Mo sighed softly and slowly opened his eyes without using his Mortal Final Death Ability.

He had already seen Bai Ruoyao's dead air twice today and could only see it one last time.

It's not time yet, and it can wait until a more critical time.

Each of the four players had their own calculations in mind, all plotting how they should win this game. At the end of the five minutes of discussion, the clear childish voice of the Black Tower sounded once again -

"Ding Dong! In the fourth game, player #1 can advance forward: 4, player #2 can advance forward: 4, player #3 can advance forward: 3, player #4 can advance forward: 2."

As the words fell, blue light flickered in the center of the courtyard. The blinding light dissipated, and twenty items slowly appeared in the film of light, Tang Mo fixed his eyes on them, and his heart froze abruptly. Only to see that in the twenty grids, in addition to a few small skirts, a few odd rag dolls, and a large match, there were four books placed in the four grids.B1 to C2, four grids filled with books!

Liu Wansheng was also happy to see this.

With three books, his and Tang Mo's chances of winning had increased dramatically, and now there were four. However, Liu Wansheng was only happy for a second before he was poured with cold water: these four books were too far away from Tang Mo. Tang Mo can only walk two squares, so he can't affect the color of the four books' squares at all, only the color of the mosaic squares.

And these four books were too close together. Even if Liu Wansheng stepped into a certain grid and gained possession of the books in that grid, and the grid was lit up. As long as Lin Qian walked behind him and directly stepped on the light and darkness of the grid, he would have done nothing.

Damn the grid limit!

The Black Tower cue sounded, and the fourth round of the game officially began, as the four men began to walk the grid in order.

Tang Mo still chose to take the grid for the last two turns this time, and he stomped on grid E3, extinguishing the mosaic of grids and causing the four to fail another pass. The game failed again, and at this point Bai Ruoyao was standing on grid D2. Seeing this, he grinned and shrugged his shoulders with a look of indifference, and turned to walk back to his grid.

"From just now ...... what are you looking at."

Bai Ruoyao's footsteps came to an abrupt halt as he twisted his head around to look at Tang Mo. a moment later, he laughed innocently, "Tangtang, did I look at anything, why don't I know."

With a whoosh of wind, the small pink Yang San was placed on Bai Ruoyao's neck, and Bai Ruoyao did not blink, still smiling at Tang Mo. Bai Ruoyao did not blink, still smiling at Tang Mo. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, his tone was a bit strange: "So, you want to duel with me? Ah, if you die, you definitely won't be able to protect that idiot ...... so it's like this ah."

Bai Ruoyao's words were upside down and confused Liu Wansheng and Lin Qian.

Tang Mo's heart lurched as he felt as if he had caught something.

This wasn't the first time he had confronted Bai Ruoyao, the two of them had fought once before entering this copy of reality, and neither of them had gotten the better of the other. Tang Mo lifted up little Yang San to threaten Bai Ruoyao, just threatening, wondering what the strange look in his eyes from earlier meant. However, before he could put down Little Yang San, Bai Ruoyao suddenly took out his Butterfly Blade and charged at Tang Mo.

The two butterfly knives were not as casual as they were when dealing with Liu Wansheng.

Tang Mo's eyes flinched as he bent backward, dodging the two revolving silver blades. With one hand on the ground, he leapt backwards, Bai Ruoyao seized the opportunity to attack again. The Butterfly Blade crashed into the small Yang San that snapped open, Bai Ruoyao took two steps backward and stabilized himself on one knee, Tang Mo swung the small Yang San over his shoulder.

Bai Ruoyao: "Hee hee, Tangtang?"

Tang Mo's eyes narrowed.

The two gazed at each other, and in the next moment, moved in unison.

The sound of thumping and crashing resonated through the courtyard as Liu Wansheng and Lin Qian looked at each other, simultaneously deciding to keep their hands to themselves and find a safe place to avoid being caught in the crossfire of the fight. Mosaic had to sit in the center grid unable to move, the little girl had no fear of being mistakenly injured herself, watching Tang Mo and Bai Ruoyao fight, she instead tapped the table in excitement, dubbing, "Fight, hey hey hey, fight!"

Tang Mo sidesteps a strike and throws out a backhand to Yang San Jr.

Bai Ruoyao's fighting skills are much stronger than his. Tang Mo throws out the small Yang San, and at the same time, he swings his right hand, and a ball of hot flames rushes towards Bai Ruoyao. Bai Ruoyao rolls over and avoids it, and then throws out the butterfly sword and attacks again. This time, he seemed to be determined to kill Tang Mo, and his moves were relentless, stabbing straight to the point of death. As the two fought, the Black Tower didn't signal the start of a new game, as if it was tacitly allowing them to kill each other.

Bai Ruoyao crouches and sweeps his legs, Tang Mo can't avoid it and is forced backwards.

Bai Ruoyao attacked upwards, Tang Mo's eyes were cold, and he turned his hand over, ready to take out a large match.

But in this flash of lightning, two voices sounded in Tang Mo's ears at the same time.

A gruff, manic female voice: "Mosaic, get your ass out here, where did you put my Huo Ji? I was going to bring it to your Uncle Mole as an offering, and you stole it and ate it again!"

At the sound of this voice, everyone present, including Lin Qian and Liu Wansheng who were hiding at the side, Mosaic who was excitedly shouting "fight", and Bai Ruoyao who was preparing to attack Tang Mo, were all stunned in place. Bai Ruoyao's face flashed all kinds of strange colors, as if he suddenly realized his mistake. He immediately withdrew his hand and looked at the door with vigilance.

Boom!

The gates of North University were roughly kicked down by the giant werewolf, who ran into the courtyard with a snarl of rage, and just as she entered, she saw that the little girl's desk was empty, not a single book on it.

The werewolf froze, then said angrily, "You four stupid humans, you couldn't get this asshole to read a book by now!"

Liu Wansheng and Lin Qian were in a panic, Bai Ruoyao took two steps back and gripped the hilt of his Butterfly Sword without moving. Tang Mo, who had only one hand on the ground, didn't seem to realize that the werewolf had returned, and he listened intently to the low male voice in his ear. Fu Wenduo's voice came steadily into his ears, he only said a few simple words, and his tone was not hurried, but Tang Mo knew that if it was not an urgent matter the other party would not have interrupted his game, and he would not have not said any unnecessary greetings, but only said -

"Tang Mo, open the archiver for me."

Tang Mo didn't have time to respond, he reached into his pocket and drew an "S" on Huo Ji's egg. But just as his hand touched the egg shell, the werewolf stomped on the ground. Like an earthquake, the ground shook violently, and a deep rift opened up under the werewolf's foot, splitting the earth into two pieces.

"You useless governesses!!!"

Tang Mo rolls outward twice to stabilize himself. He reached into his pocket again, intending to draw another "S". The werewolf looked up and stared at him, coming right at him, "Hmph, let's start with you. You tell me why you didn't let this damn little girl read!"

Tang Mo: "......"

Rely on!