I'll make a bet with you.

Almost instantly, Tang Mo realized where this man had learned that he had the King's gold.

After entering Pinocchio's honest card game, Tang Mo has always been careful not to reveal his strength. No one knows what kind of companions and enemies will appear in the same copy, and caution is the most important thing. So when Pinocchio says that the King's Gold can forfeit a game of Black Tower, he shares Zhao Wenbin's surprise and delight.

I think that's when this man realized something was wrong.

But it's all just speculation, and no one knows if Tang Mo really has a king's gold coin.

Tang Mo faded, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Fu Wenduo laughed.

"When did you realize it was me?"

Fu Wenduo : "Before the start of the first game out."

Tang Mo was shocked: so early?

"I was specially trained to be a little more sensitive to people's voices, tone of voice and word habits." Fu Wenduo volunteered to explain, "When did you realize that?"

Tang Mo : "After the first out."

At the end of the first game, Tang Mo wonders how the other team could unanimously decide to play the trump card, and at the same time, wonders about the identity of the man in black. A stowaway, a very powerful stowaway, so powerful that the Black Tower had changed the rules of the game to give the queens an unfair advantage over the queens.

Yes, the fact that the queen card has the only right to ask a question once in the entire game is simply a reflection of the unfairness of the game.

Why does the Queen have the right to ask questions, and the Kings have to answer honestly, or else it's considered a failure? What determines the position of the Ace? Did Tang Mo get the ace because he was lucky, or was there some reason he didn't realize that their team had the ace?

Tang Mo turns his head to Pinocchio: "When the Undergrounders play an honest card game, do they get the privilege of trumping the queen card every game?"

Upon hearing this, Pinocchio heatedly laughed, and said loudly, "Of course not. We underground people are all good citizens who believe in fairness in the game, how could we possibly do such a thing as to make the game unfair. Only when there is an almost unbeatable player on a certain side, will the Queen's Privilege appear." After a pause, Pinocchio pretended to be surprised, "Oops, did I forget to tell you? I'm getting old and my memory is failing me, so don't forget the rule."

Tang Mo didn't react too well to Pinocchio's deliberate sarcasm, but Zhao Wenbin, who was standing behind him, was in a daze, but finally realized it and glared at Pinocchio angrily.

Pinocchio's face was so thick that when he saw Zhao Wenbin's annoyed expression, he became even more complacent.

Fu Wenduo : "The last reason for guessing my identity is because of the privilege of the Queen's card?"

Tang Mo looked up at him, "Yes. You still sound a bit different than in there, at least I don't immediately think of who you are. But this privilege is just too outrageous and strange, it's like it was pulled raw and forced on the Queen's team. So there's only one possibility, there's a game-balancing presence on the opposite team."

What kind of being could upset the balance of this game?

Pinocchio's honest card game is actually divided into two parts in total, a stage win and a final win. To ensure that your team doesn't lose and is rewarded with the king's gold, you have to get the final victory and beat your opponent on the cards you play. However, inconsistencies between the two sides of the deck will trigger the Dueling Grounds effect, which produces one stage victory at a time.

This dueling arena is the embodiment of the game at its most unfair.

Even if you play a card and win, if you can't beat your opponent, you will still be eliminated. The most unfair outcome that can happen is that Tang Mo's side beats their opponent every time they play a card, but over the course of four games, they happen to duel that most feared foe every time. The enemy eliminates their players over and over again. When the fourth game is won, even if the opponent is eliminated from the game, Tang Mo's team is left with only one player.

That's not fair at all.

Tang Mo dared to identify Fu Wenduo precisely because he guessed that "there is an opponent on the other side that no one can defeat".

The Black Tower determined that even Tang Mo couldn't threaten that powerful opponent across the room, so that opponent must have been on the Black Tower's radar a long time ago and forced his way through the Black Tower floor.

Tang Mo didn't know how many players in China had cleared the first level of the Black Tower, but the Atark Organization was well-informed in Shanghai, and Luo Feng Cheng didn't even know of any player who had cleared the first level of the Black Tower (he didn't know Tang Mo had cleared it). So in Shanghai, for example, there are very few players in the whole of China who have cleared the first level of the Black Tower. And this guy is better than Tang Mo.

"...... such a powerful stowaway, it could only be you."

Fu Wenduo smiled, "I really didn't expect to meet under these circumstances."

"I also didn't expect that it would be this scenario." Tang Mo softly breathed a sigh of relief and calmly raised her eyes, "Mr. Fu, let's make a bet."

Fu Wenduo's eyes flashed, "What kind of bet?"

Pinocchio was instantly interested when he heard this, and curiously approached.

Tang Mo swept him off his feet, "Aren't you afraid that what we're about to say has something to do with what's on the cards?"

Pinocchio crossed his arms and looked at Tang Mo as if he were a fool: "When you play the cards, both cards are upside down, so no one knows but you. No one knows but you. What you say is what you get? I, Pinocchio, don't believe that! I can't tell if I'm lying about the contents of the cards. I, Pinocchio, even if I believe 90% of it, as long as I don't admit it, who dares to say that I know the contents of your cards?"

"So it is."

Pinocchio waved his hand impatiently, "Well, what exactly are you guys betting on. This is the first time I, Pinocchio, have ever seen someone play another betting game in an honest card game."

Tang Mo no longer cares about Pinocchio, he looks at Fu Wenduo: "This bet has nothing to do with the content of the cards, so it's okay for Pinocchio to hear it. Mr. Fu, so far, we have played our cards twice. No matter which card we chose, and no matter what the result is, both times are coincidental ...... we have been standing right opposite each other."

Fu Wenduo: "So?"

"The world is always full of coincidences. Although you have the upper hand now, the fact is that the situation is not yet finalized. By the time the final decision is made, you are only slightly more likely than me to win. This game doesn't depend entirely on strength, luck and a split-second choice are also crucial in deciding the game. It's true that the winning percentage of our two teams isn't exactly 50/50, but as of right now, it's still hard to determine who wins and who loses."

Fu Wenduo seemed to remain unmoved, "You're right, but luck is also a form of strength."

Tang Mo looked calm, "I don't want to gamble on this luck. A win-win situation might be the best choice than one side must be eliminated."

Fu Wenduo did not make a sound.

Pinocchio was the first to lose his temper: "Win-win? Hahaha, not bad, not bad, you guys are good friends. Good friends are meant to hold hands and play cute honest card games together, no one can lie."

Tang Mo still looked at Fu Wenduo: "The bet I want to make with you has nothing to do with the contents of the cards, and it's okay if Pinocchio hears it." After a pause, Tang Mo continued, "The probability of us being on the same grid directly across from each other is only one in sixteen. So ...... I'm betting that we'll be on the same grid again when the cards come out in the third game."

Pinocchio: "Huh, what kind of weird bet is this?"

"It really has nothing to do with the content of the cards." Fu Wenduo laughed, "If I win the bet, then you have to promise that the ending of this game won't affect the relationship between Mo Mo and us. If you win the bet?"

Tang Mo : "I won the bet, Mr. Fu, let's end the game peacefully and risk no one."

Pinocchio scratches his nose, his eyes darting back and forth between Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo. Fu Wenduo looks steadily at Tang Mo, not confirming the bet.

Tang Mo suddenly turned his head to look at Pinocchio and smiled, "I'm an honest human being, Pinocchio, the content of this bet really has nothing to do with the content of the cards, right?"

Pinocchio was unimpressed, "Even if it has something to do with the content of the deck, I can't be sure if you're lying, and it doesn't matter if I hear it."

Fu Wenduo suddenly said, "Okay, I agree to this bet."

Pinocchio's voice came to a screeching halt as he let out a hefty laugh and clapped his hands together, "Two good friends are coming to a bet, and this is truly one of the most entertaining honest card games I've ever seen in my life, Pinocchio. I've watched over a hundred honest card games with Wang Guo the Undertaker, and I've never seen one end peacefully."

Tang Mo : "Maybe you'll see it today." With that, he turned and walked back to his home team's grid.

Fu Wenduo also walked back.

Pinocchio grinned, revealing a sinister smile. He said, "I'm really looking forward to it," but the anticipation and gloating in his eyes were not restrained at all, and showed straight out.

The white wall rumbled down and stood between the two teams.

Before the white wall separated the two sides, Tang Mo had been looking at Fu Wenduo from afar, and Fu Wenduo was also looking at him. The two men quietly looked at each other until the wall fell away and they could not see each other at all.

Tang Mo walked straight to a certain grid and stood still.

When Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were talking just now, Zhao Wenbin did not have a chance to speak at all. He watched as Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo made a bet, and then found a square to stand on, without any intention of winning the bet.

Zhao Wenbin was so anxious that his face was red. He hesitated for half a day and said, "Do you think that standing in that grid, we ...... can really win?"

Tang Mo looked up at him, "Later you stand on the grid of the Knight's sign."

Zhao Wenbin understood at once: "Are you deliberately giving them the Knight's Card to show our sincerity in this bet? No, we don't even have the Knight's Card, what if they break the contract and refuse to end the game peacefully? And even if that man in black doesn't break the contract, how can you be sure that this bet will be won."

The probability of Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo standing in the same cell is one in four.

Zhao Wenbin, the emperor is not in a hurry, he is in a hurry, Tang Mo, but from the very beginning of the selection of a certain grid, directly stand in and do not come out.

Pinocchio had been lounging on the wall humming and sleeping during the previous two hands. This time he changed his mind, and with two players at stake, he looked at Tang Mo's side of the table and then turned his head to look at Fu Wenduo's side of the table with gusto.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo can't see or hear each other, but Pinocchio knows everything.

Seeing Tang Mo look up at him, Pinocchio lifted his chin, the red feather clip in the brim of his hat swaying gently, "But don't look at me, honest Pinocchio never betrayed his friends."

"biu--"

"Well, well, the dishonest Pinocchio would never tell you which position that human was standing in, either. But ...... you can guess ah." Pinocchio's sharp laugh rang out as he looked wistfully at Tang Mo and rubbed his nose, "Pinocchio's nose gets longer when he lies, so maybe you could ask me some questions, like asking out where that human is standing?"

Tang Mo simply ignored him, and Zhao Wenbin half-thought, "Pinocchio, has that man in black already chosen a certain grid."

"Yes." Pinocchio's nose didn't get any longer.

Zhao Wenbin picks up where he left off, "So you think this bet is ridiculous?"

"That's certainly ......" Pinocchio's voice lengthened, Zhao Wenbin waited excitedly for his next words, Pinocchio looked at his pretense of composure, hiding his excitement, suddenly laughed out loud: "Why should I tell you! You stupid human, hahaha, you're like the stupidest bedbug in the banana tavern, so stupid it's adorable!"

Pinocchio's nose didn't lengthen at all when he said this, and Zhao Wenbin froze, then reacted.

"You ...... you tricked me!"

Pinocchio sits on the wall and slaps the wall with both hands in delight: "Bedbugs, bedbugs!"

Zhao Wenbin : "You ......!"

Tang Mo glanced at them and withdrew his eyes.

Zhao Wenbin is still a bit smart, he makes sure that Pinocchio has already seen the positions of Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, and then he asks Pinocchio "Is this bet ridiculous? If Pinocchio thinks it's ridiculous, then Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo aren't on the same grid, and he thinks Tang Mo is a joke.

But Pinocchio only said that his nose would grow if he lied, not that he would answer Zhao Wenbin's question.

Zhao Wenbin was tricked by Pinocchio, he was angry and anxious.

Five minutes later, the Black Tower prompted the players to start picking cards. Zhao Wenbin's face was red with anger. He was anxious for Tang Mo, as well as for himself. But when the time came, Tang Mo swung up the small Yang San with a brush, looked straight ahead, and without even looking at it, the tip of the plastic umbrella was directly on Zhao Wenbin's neck.

He said lightly, "Come here and stand in the Knight's Grid."

Zhao Wenbin's breath stuttered. He wanted to scold this cold-blooded stowaway (he thought Tang Mo was a stowaway), he was obviously racking his brains for Tang Mo to help him win the bet, why Tang Mo didn't appreciate it at all, but instead allowed Pinocchio to tease him.

The little pink Yang San came one point closer and pressed against Zhao Wenbin's neck.

Tang Mo: "Stand over."

Zhao Wenbin clenches his fingers and grits his teeth as he walks to a stop at the Knight's sign's grid.

Pinocchio heatedly smiled, "Are you sure you don't want to reconsider and change your position?" Just as he finished speaking, he clenched his right hand into a fist and purposely patted his head, making a cute gesture that wasn't cute at all, "Oops, I forgot, you have to stand in the Knight's card grid, or else both of you won't be able to play your cards."

Tang Mo looks straight ahead, not at Pinocchio.

Pinocchio is slowly losing his sarcasm, and slowly stops being sarcastic to Tang Mo. He jumps off the wall with his hands in the air and claps his hands.

"Rumble--"

The white wall rises a little.

Zhao Wenbin held his breath and stared at the white wall. He even stooped down, trying to get a good look at the opposite side from under the wall. When he saw which grid Fu Wenduo was standing in, Zhao Wenbin was like falling into an ice cellar, and his body froze. He slowly stood up straight and said as if consoling himself, "It's okay it's okay, there's still a chance, as long as I don't choose the wrong one next, it's okay it's okay ......"

The white wall was completely up, and Tang Mo was standing in the rightmost square, and Fu Wenduo was standing in the leftmost square. The two of them stood in a diagonal line, and even if they had been organized, there was no way to say that they were standing in the same grid.

Pinocchio then crosses his arms and laughs as he runs over to Tang Mo in a flash, looking at the expression on his face expectantly, "You lost the bet." He waits, but he doesn't get a look of annoyance and despair from Tang Mo, who remains calm and even turns his head to glance at him.

Pinocchio got a little disgruntled and frowned, "I said, you lost! You lost! You lost!"

"He won." A low voice rang out from a distance.

Pinocchio bristled and turned his head to Fu Wenduo : "What are you talking about, he clearly lost. You two didn't stand on the same grid."

Tang Mo : "But we're not standing in any grid either."

Pinocchio's body froze. Everyone in the room, except Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, even Fu Wenduo's three teammates, looked at the position of Fu Wenduo's feet in dismay.

In the white world, Fu Wenduo stands on the line between the two grids, and Tang Mo also stands on the line between the two grids.

It was not Zhao Wenbin or Tang Mo who chose the Knight card. Throughout, Tang Mo did not choose any card, only Zhao Wenbin chose the Knight card. For the Black Tower, Tang Mo abstained from choosing a card, and Zhao Wenbin chose the Knight card, so the cards they played were still the Knight cards and did not affect the final result.

Yet Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo both chose: not to stand in any of the grids.

The expression on Pinocchio's face suddenly became very exciting. No one knows how a puppet can make such a complex and rich expression. His eyebrows began to jump up and down. After the eyebrows, his nostrils changed again and again. Finally, he yelled in annoyance, "It's not funny!"

He wanted to watch the fun, but in the end, he didn't watch anything, instead, he looked like the fun. Pinocchio, who by now wanted to see the humans kill each other again, turned his head and looked at Fu Wenduo: "You won't keep your promise, will you? That's the king's gold, the king's gold! You still have the advantage, you'll probably win him."

Fu Wenduo: "I will keep my promise."

Pinocchio: "......"

"Damn, that's why I hate honest humans!"

In the background of Pinocchio's grumpy voice, the cards chosen by both teams for this game slowly glided into the center of the blank area. Only to hear a "click", Tang Mo's side of the silver iron card shattered. A silver ray of light shot out from the broken card and connected to Tang Mo's brow. At the same time, on Fu Wenduo's side, a silver ray of light connected to the eyebrows of the young woman and the white-haired old man.

"So it is." Tang Mo mentally said.

After Black Tower shuffled the deck, since Tang Mo's side had two players and three cards, the Knight and Slave cards were all connected to Tang Mo, and the Queen card was connected to Zhao Wenbin. Tang Mo doesn't know what rules the Black Tower follows in choosing which player to let connect more cards. Maybe it's random, maybe there are other filtering conditions. But in any case, there were now four players with three cards, and the card they played was connected to two of them.

Only the light on the young woman and the old white-haired man flickered constantly, brightening and dimming. Both of them waited nervously for the light to make its final choice, and after a minute, the light on the old white-haired man faded, and the dazzling white light connected to the young woman's body.

The woman gritted her teeth and stepped onto the dueling field once more.

This time, because she had already revealed her powers in advance, she didn't give Tang Mo a chance to react, she just walked into the dueling arena and drew her pistol, directly shooting a bullet over. The bullet was sidestepped by Tang Mo, and just as he avoided it, the young woman raised her left hand in front of her face, revealing only her right eye.

"Checkmate!"

Bang!

A second bullet whistled out of the silver muzzle and shot straight into Tang Mo's forehead. He quickly recited an incantation and snapped open the small Yang San, the bullet hit it and reflected off. However, it only reflected halfway, the bullet turned in the air and flew towards Tang Mo's eyebrow again.

The young woman raised her gun again and fired a third round.

"Checkmate!"

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of four bullets, like flying insects with eyes, created a trajectory in the air that defied the laws of science, and kept rushing towards Tang Mo. Tang Mo waved the small Yang San, and used the umbrella body to block each bullet with extreme speed. The bullets hit the little Yang San, making a piercing metallic sound.

Everyone in the room was mesmerized, except Fu Wenduo, whose eyes were glued to the ground as he watched Tang Mo use his powerful reflexes and physical prowess to avoid the four bullets time and time again.

As time passed, the four bullets attacked at a slower and slower pace. The young woman was already pale by the time she fired the fourth bullet, as if she had suddenly aged a few years, and a gray hair was now sprouting from her forehead. Seeing that Tang Mo was more than capable of handling the four bullets, she clenched her teeth and trembled as she raised her snatch.

"Checkmate!"

With this shot, the woman's hair immediately turned half white. However, the moment she finished the sentence, Tang Mo swung his umbrella to knock away all four bullets. He propped up the ground with one hand and looked up at the woman standing four meters away from him.

As if realizing what was happening, the woman turned around in horror and tried to walk away, but her physical skills were dropping too fast for her to react.

Four bullets were sent flying and then turned around again and shot at Tang Mo, and the fifth bullet flew straight at Tang Mo. After the fifth bullet was shot out, the speed of all the bullets slowed down again. Tang Mo stomped his foot on the ground, his body was like an arrow, leaping out, the four bullets were chasing after him.

Tang Mo swished and ran toward the young woman. Behind him, the four bullets were getting closer and closer. He put away the little Yang San, his pupils dilated to the max, and with the added benefit of terrifyingly dynamic vision and physical reflexes, he swung the little Yang San forward and stabbed.

"Ta-"

The small sound went unnoticed by anyone but Fu Wenduo, whose eyes widened in amazement as he watched Tang Mo use the tip of his umbrella to split the fifth bullet that was videotaping himself in half.

As the tip of Tang Mo's umbrella rested against the young woman's throat, four bullets and two split-in-half bullets caught up with him in unison, aiming straight for his head. But the tip of One's umbrella was already on the woman's throat first. All the bullets stopped, and the young woman looked at him in open-mouthed horror, seemingly forgetting to even breathe, her face white.

"Clank--"

The bullet landed with a crisp sound.

Tang Mo did not retract his umbrella as he coldly said, "Admit defeat."

The young woman's hair was almost completely white as she shuddered and said, "I ...... I concede ......"

Huge black holes appeared at the woman's feet and she screamed as she plummeted down and disappeared into white space. Tang Mo retrieves her umbrella and turns back to her position.

Seeing that someone has been eliminated, Pinocchio's bored face finally shows a little interest. He clapped his hands and the white wall slowly fell from the air.

Fu Wenduo exclaimed, "In the next game, I will play the Minister's card."

Tang Mo turned to look at him and slowly curled her lips, "Good."

Pinocchio is furious at this uninteresting game.

Five minutes later.

"Dingdong! Fourth game, player out."

With a click, the silver and iron deck in front of Fu Wenduo shattered. He really played the minister's card. Tang Mo, representing the Queen's card, stood out, and the middle-aged woman opposite him came out trembling. Tang Mo just opened the small Yang San, the woman even directly said: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Tang Mo was slightly stunned.

Surprisingly, he was treating him like a stowaway.

The black hole appeared at the middle-aged woman's feet, and Tang Mo put away her umbrella, her voice soft, "...... Sorry."

The four games are now over, with Tang Mo and Zhao Wenbin remaining on his side, and Fu Wenduo and the old white-haired man remaining on his side. Each side has two cards left: the King and Slave cards, and the Queen and Slave cards.

The white wall gently falls down and Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo fight across the wall. Tang Mo: "For the next match, follow the rules of the underground man Wang Guo."

Fu Wenduo smiled, "Good."

Pinocchio is so bored that he picks up his broken radio and puts it back together bit by bit. Upon hearing Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo's words, he muttered "I should have known better than to do this kind of uninteresting work", then lowered his head and continued to fiddle with his broken radio.

As the white wall fell, Zhao Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling for the first time that he had escaped from death. Although he had always been oppressed by Tang Mo, by this time, seeing that he could safely leave the copy, he no longer dared to ask for any king's gold. Even better rewards, without a life, they simply couldn't be used.

All it takes is for the next two parties to play the slave card together again, and finally the king and queen cards together. The King and Queen can then hold hands and end this absurd and cruel game.

Zhao Wenbin walked over to Tang Mo, "...... Thank you." Thank you. If not for Tang Mo, he was afraid that he would have died a hundred times at the hands of that man in black. Even though Tang Mo was a tough smuggler, at the end of the day, when the game was almost over, he still willingly said thank you.

Tang Mo looked down at the ground as if he was thinking about something.

Zhao Wenbin didn't get an answer and asked curiously, "So, what are you thinking? Aren't we almost done with the game, any more questions?"

"I was wondering ...... how he became a stowaway."

Zhao Wenbin knew he was talking about Fu Wenduo, who had always recognized the powerful Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo as stowaways. He said, "Because of killing people, they became stowaways. That man in black killed someone during the three days he was online on Earth, so he became a stowaway."

Tang Mo didn't say anything.

That wasn't the answer he was looking for.

In the second game, Tang Mo was sure that Fu Wenduo was playing a Knight card, not a Minister card, because he felt that, given both options, this person would choose to use a Knight card against a Knight card, nullifying both cards together and not triggering the Dueling Grounds effect. Instead, he would use the Minister card to suppress the Knight card, triggering the Dueling Ground, and both teams would have to have one less player.

Tang Mo has no choice in the second game. If he plays the Knight, then even if he wins the next bet, it will be almost impossible for him to win, and there is little hope that the game will even end peacefully. But Fu Wenduo had the option of using the Minister's card.

He chose the Knight card. It showed that he wouldn't stand by and watch others die or be forced into a dangerous game of tower attack until he had to.

And ......

"He gave it a chance in the first inning, actually."

Zhao Wenbin asked in a daze, "What?"

Tang Mo shook her head, "Nothing."

Although Fu Wenduo won the first game and had the advantage, if Tang Mo's team really decided to play slaves as per the rules, then Fu Wenduo would definitely lose. However, if Tang Mo's team really decided to play the slave cards according to the rules and end the game peacefully, then Fu Wenduo would have lost. It may seem like he took a big gamble and won, but at the same time he gave the other team a chance.

Looking at the first game alone, I couldn't tell what his intentions were. It was only after combining the second game with Tang Mo that I realized that this man had really thought about letting the rival team off the hook.

What is it about people like this that makes them stowaways?

"When the game is over, maybe we can find out." Tang Mo murmured.

Pinocchio lost interest in even hosting the game, sitting on the wall and playing his radio, letting the black tower keep prompting the players to make their card orders. The white wall gradually rises, revealing the cards chosen by the two teams. Tang Mo and Zhao Wenbin stood in the grid of slave cards, while Fu Wenduo and the old white-haired man stood diagonally across from them.

Both sides looked at each other.

The white-haired old man stood trembling. With Fu Wenduo standing beside him, he did not dare to move either way, but his face was horribly ugly. He wanted to turn his head several times to speak to Fu Wenduo, but once he saw Fu Wenduo's face, he closed his mouth, not daring to move.

Zhao Wenbin gave the old man a strange look.

Pinocchio : "Play by yourselves, it's boring."

The two silver iron decks press against the ground and glide into the blank area. A dazzling white light illuminates, and Tang Mo closes her eyes, waiting for this game to end.

Pinocchio is the only one who manages to keep his eyes open in this glow, and he's not interested in seeing the results of the cards at the moment, as he concentrates on fiddling with his old radio. Until a crisp click. Not two, just one click, rang out across the blank world.

Pinocchio looked up in shock at the crushed and shattered card.

A white light shot out from the center of the broken light, connecting to Fu Wenduo's brow. On the other side, on Tang Mo's side of the deck, a ray of light similarly shot out and connected to the center of his brow.

Pinocchio watched as the deck shattered, and in the next moment, he looked at Fu Wenduo incredulously : "Are you crazy! Why did you play the trump card? Do you want to lose the game? Do you even know the rules of the game? You didn't win, you lost!"

As the white light dissipated, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Pinocchio.

It was at this moment that a clear child's voice rang out in the white world--the

"Ding Dong! Pinocchio has learned of the contents of the deck, violated the rules of the game, and has stripped his Underlander, Wang Guo, of his civic privileges.

"Dingdong! Copy #419 in WA2 changed to 'Santa's Honest Card Game'."