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Chapter 11 Memory (2)

After this round, the whole game completely changed its flavor.

Jill's body and mind were completely covered with a shadow, and Cice could only let out a helpless moaning sound, unable to speak or see. Although William looked nothing, he probably had already been scared. As for John... he just held the glass of milk, he still looked like a quiet old man.

Leave no gossip——

Since Jill couldn't get the thrown chips back, the current number of chips has arrived.

Jill: 4 pieces

William: 5 pieces

Cise: 1

John: 4 pieces

The next round... began immediately.

Here, I would like to talk about Xisai. Perhaps for the reason why this game continues, Xisai's stripped places have been filled with hissing black smoke, as if it was scorched by iron plates. Although it looks as shocking, at least it will not die of blood.

Of course, Xisai can't see or speak now. Although it may be because he was still illusioning, he insisted on continuing the round, but... since he only had one bargaining chip, his ending was almost predictable.

Everyone opened the cards in front of them.

Jill: Stone

William: Stone

Cise: Scissors

John: Bull

This was read by the bartender, because Cice could no longer see it, so the score was here

Jill: 4 pieces

William: 5 pieces

Cise: 0 pieces

John: 5 pieces

There was no reversal or luck, Xisai was eliminated like this...

"So, all the players, now that the fifth round has come, one eliminator has finally been born among us, that is Mr. Cice." The gentle voice of the bartender arrived as scheduled.

Of course, at this moment, no one will be deceived by his smiling appearance.

And with the bartender's words, Cice disappeared under the gaze of the rest of the people.

"Woooo——" Jill seemed to finally couldn't bear it. She buried her face in her hands and started crying.

"Miss Jill, it's not your fault. In fact, if you think about the things that Cice did to you, he deserves it." The bartender said lightly as before.

"Can I ask, where did Cice go?" William finally gathered up the courage and asked.

The bartender smiled: "Of course it's where he should go, but although he is a loser, I can guarantee that he will not be punished..."

Yes, as agreed in advance, failure will not be punished, but at this moment, this rule will not make the remaining people feel a little relieved, because they feel that the game itself is a punishment.

"Can I abstain?" Jill asked lightly: "I don't want to continue playing anymore."

"Hahaha-of course not." The bartender smiled and said, "I asked at the beginning of the game that no one had to abstain from that time, so you have to keep the game going."

When Jill heard this answer, he buried his face deep in his hands again...

And at this moment... William and John, the two people with the most bargaining chips on the field, had another headache, and another memory came.

......

......

And this memory is very special because... this memory is shared by John and William.

They were all in the same office... sitting face to face.

William in my memory is almost the same as now, wearing a suit and tie, and has a standard successful person style.

Although John looked a little younger than he is now, his skin was paler and his cheeks and eyelids were flushed with an extremely unhealthy blush.

"William, first of all, I have to thank you. Without you, my wife and I would never be able to build a drug rehabilitation center."

William smiled: "It's nothing, I just handed the plan to investors who are willing to pay."

"Okay." John nodded: "But... I have something more important to me this time."

"Oh, please tell me."

"I have cancer...a tumor is in my mind."

"Uh...it's so unfortunate."

"Yes, it's unfortunate, but there are even more unfortunate." As he said, John took out a minute of the document: "This is my insurance claim list, a total of 31 items, of which 28 were returned... I don't know why."

William picked up the document, glanced lightly, and put it aside.

"Uh... John, listen to me... your insurance is very clear. This is medical insurance, so all the claims for this must be used for medical treatment."

"Yes, I understand, but... why didn't the application be successful? I mean, I spend a lot of money on it every year, but when I get sick, I can't get a penny."

"Because... you are an old man over fifty years old." William was silent for a second or two: "As far as I know, brain tumors are difficult to operate, so... we think your treatment... is worthless..."

“No value?”

"Uh...yes, it's worthless. No matter how much you treat it, you can't change the ending in the end. It's like falling down a cliff. No matter how much you wave your arms, you can't really fly up, so..."

"So...you just abandoned me like that?"

"Sorry, John, but this is the government's policy, we don't have much compensation, so it should be used in those..."

"In someone worth saving?"

"Yes, thank you for understanding us."

John in his memory raised his head and looked at William: "So, do you think life can be divided by 'worthy saving' and 'not worth saving', right?"

William seemed to be staring uncomfortable: "No, I mean, this is... policy, you're too old, so... sorry."

John slowly stood up, picked up the claim list on his desk, and formed a paper ball.

"Maybe since the first day we met, we are not talking about the same thing. You are talking about money or policies... and I am talking about life."

He said, then turned around and walked out of the office.

After a trance, John and William woke up from their memories almost at the same time. William raised his head and was surprised to find that John on the opposite side was also staring at him... and his eyes were facing each other.

"Haha, it's really interesting." John said lightly: "I didn't expect that I was an old man who had cancer and was waiting to die, and the person who threw all my treatment claims into the trash can actually sit in front of me."

William tried hard to keep himself calm: "Hi John, listen, I know you may be a little resentful, but I think this is not the time to worry about these things..."

Just then.

"So, everyone here, if you have anything to do... please feel free to send me."
Chapter completed!
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