Looking at the pinholes, everyone frowned.

And Jill took a slight breath of cold air.

"Oh my God...you're an addict..." she whispered.

"You...what are you talking about? How do you know I'm an addict?" Cice naturally saw the pinholes on his arm, but he still argued: "It's because of these pinholes? Stop joking. Maybe I'm sick recently and happened to have some blood tests in the hospital."

Jill shook his head: "No, the blood scab on the pinhole is very thick. This is because the needle has been poked several times in a certain place. Blood draw will not be like this. Moreover, the color of your lips is very wrong and your eyelids are also gray. You must be..."

"Enough!" Cice interrupted the other party with a roar: "Damn, how did you know so clearly? Are you the same as me?"

Jill was stunned for a moment, but in fact the others were stunned for a moment. They quickly rolled up their sleeves, checked for a while, and then all breathed out: "Okay, it seems that we are not addicts."

Xisai grabbed his hair in pain. Obviously, he was extremely distressed by his identity: "Damn, how could this happen..."

At this time, William seemed to want to change the topic, so he said, "Uh...everyone listen to me, since you win, you can really restore your memory, then I have a plan."

“What plan?”

"It's like this. We can make an agreement on what each person gives, and then let one person win, for example, one person gives [stone], and the rest of the people give [scissors], so we win in turn, and in the end, all our memories will come back!" William said.

"I agree!" Jill said immediately: "This is good for everyone."

John nodded, saying that he agreed.

"Okay, okay, remember me quickly." Cice seemed to be a little unacceptable to the setting that he was an addict, but in the end he agreed.

"So, who will come to the first round?"

"Just start with you, after all, you are the one who came up with this idea," Gill said.

William nodded: "Okay, it doesn't matter. As long as we follow this rule, we will remember it." As he said, he locked a card: "I will give a stone this time."

The other three also deducted cards...

I have to say that taking turns to recover memory is a good proposal, so no one is playing tricks.

In this round, the rest of the people all produced scissors.

When Cice won, his bargaining chips increased to 8 at once, and as for John's bargaining chips, he had already reached 3.

And soon... "Uhhhhhhhh--" A sharp pain came, William began to moan with his head in his arms, and a memory also appeared in his mind.

An office with bright windows... An old man in his 50s seemed to be arguing with him. There were many insurance business lists on his desk, and there were people coming and going in the corridor outside the door, which was very noisy.

"Oh...I, I remembered it. I'm an insurance businessman, and it seems, is still a manager." William shouted: "Oh my god, I really remember it! This...this is incredible."

As he was talking, he seemed to think of something suddenly and immediately looked at the bartender beside him: "Can you really make people recover your memory?"

"Of course, sir, I said it before." The bartender responded politely.

"My God, then, are those rules true, and if someone wins, you can meet his requirements?" William continued.

"Yes, the rules will definitely not change, so you can rest assured that the wishes you realize need to be within my ability. Of course, due to your limited human cognition, the wishes you put forward cannot exceed my ability."

"Oh my God, my God!" William seemed to be trying hard to suppress the excitement in his heart: "Have you heard that we can really realize a wish, and the rules seemed to be said at the end, and the losers would not be punished at all!"

Jill seemed a little dazed when he heard this, but it was no wonder. After all, whoever encountered such a thing would have a little doubt that she was dreaming, so she asked the bartender: "The loser will not be punished, is this true?"

The bartender nodded: "Yes, the winner will be rewarded, the loser will not be punished, that's the rule."

"Hahahahaha--" Cice smiled from the side, "It's so great, what are you waiting for? Let's start the next round as soon as possible!"

But at this moment...

"Don't be happy too early." John, who had been silent, said lightly: "I have a very bad premonition... This game is definitely not as simple as it seems."

"You...what did you say?"

"I mean, this rule is very problematic. If the winner is really going to praise it, but the loser is not punished, then this game is meaningless. We know very clearly that scissors and stone cloth are all a game of luck. Since it is better than luck, wouldn't it be more convenient for us to directly select a winner using the turntable just now... As for this game, there is no expectation, no viewers, and even as players, we don't have a sense of urgency... What is its meaning?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone else here was a little stunned. Some of them thought John was very reasonable, while others... didn't understand it at all.

"Haha, why do you feel that you are very insightful about this kind of game. What are you doing?" Cice asked suddenly.

John shook his head: "Of course I don't know it yet, but I am indeed very familiar with this feeling..."

At this time, William had already understood what John meant. He looked at the bartender... "He, is he saying true? What is the purpose of this game?"

The bartender smiled politely: "Sorry, sir, I have already explained the rules of the game very clearly, but I have no obligation to answer you about things outside the rules."

A uncomfortable atmosphere filled the air...

"Okay, then do you have any suggestions now?" Jill asked John alertly.

"I suggest that we should follow the original plan and complete our memories first, and then make plans for the next step!"

Everyone nodded. Obviously, they also felt that their heads were empty and they always felt a very uneasy feeling.

"Okay, this is a good thing to pay attention to, so let's continue. This time I should be here... Jill, right."

"Yes, it's my place," Jill said, and locked a card: "I'll use scissors!"

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Chapter completed!