The eerie contest, in essence, is not very difficult.
Its opponents are at most elite level, and the puzzle-solving difficulty is not high.
This place itself is the dragon gate for the small fry.
Humans who can come here aren't supposed to be very strong.
Suddenly hearing Wen Xishu raise this question caused the host's brain to freeze somewhat.
Then it laughed and said:
"Theoretically feasible, but it won't happen like that, the Demon King is very powerful. Hahaha, but I really like this sense of humor."
"In an asymmetric confrontation, the Hero's abilities are very weak, and they must gather all Heroes, unite, to defeat the Demon King."
"One Hero against a group of Demon Kings? Impossible."
"Of course, the Demon King is also very challenging, and even if the Demon King wins... there won't be much advantage, to get points, it's still the Heroes."
"Defeating the Demon King, or surviving under the Demon King's command... both earn a high score for splitting, the former being much, much more."
"Ultimately, it will also be based on the points to judge the qualification rankings, thereby determining the awards won."
Wen Xishu nodded, he couldn't control matters of probability, although the Mad Dice also had the ability to determine probabilities, it didn't roll that kind of number this time.
Wen Xishu said:
"Okay, so how many rounds do we need in total?"
The host laughed and said:
"We will finally decide the ten lucky survivors who live to the end, if the number is less than ten, the competition will reach the last round."
Wen Xishu understood, as long as the survivors are controlled to be under ten, for example—only leaving himself and Old Zheng, the competition can end early.
What a very nice setup.
If there are endless challenge events later, it would also trouble Wen Xishu.
He no longer engaged in much conversation with the host, instead went elsewhere with Zheng Zai, observing this area while waiting for people from other areas to come out from the second round of matches.
"Bro... you really think of challenging multiple Demon Kings as a Hero?" Zheng Zai realized.
Wen Xishu first nodded and then shook his head:
"That's the plan, but the opponent should not be capable, I'm temporarily unclear about this person's intention, but if in the future, we are not assigned as a Demon King but as a Hero..."
"That means the official attitude of the eerie contest has a certain malice toward us humans."
Zheng Zai was puzzled: "I don't understand."
Wen Xishu said:
"The host's explanation of the rules is actually biased. He talked about the Demon King and Hero, but his words leaned towards letting us play the Hero."
Zheng Zai said:
"Heroes earn more points, bro, aren't you also planning to play as a Hero?"
Wen Xishu said:
"Yes, I do plan to play as someone who can earn high points, but Old Zheng, its bias is setting a trap for us."
"Look at the second round, a bunch of rare species facing the elite big tree, but because of hesitation, they ended up divided..."
"Heroes must unite to defeat the Demon King, even when facing the big tree they could have defeated, they couldn't unite. Do you expect them to unite when facing almost undefeatable Demon Kings?"
"Did you notice what the host said? The game has two judgments: surviving from the Demon King, meaning, before time runs out, not killing the Demon King, only ensuring survival is also a win."
"And, killing the Demon King grants excess points—splitting. My emphasis is on splitting."
Wen Xishu smiled as he looked at Zheng Zai. He directly threw out the conclusion:
"If not for me, then the key to victory or defeat in the third round would be a gamble on luck, whoever draws the Demon King wins."
Zheng Zai thought it through and indeed, there's an old saying about not worrying about scarcity but inequality.
It seems that splitting means inequality, but in the game, splitting is often just unequal.
You have mvp, you go 28-0-0, your teammates 0-28-0, you've been carrying, and your teammates keep sending.
In the end, you win, aside from the match summary displaying that you carried, dealt an immense amount of damage, turned the tide... but ultimately, your scores are the same.
Do you think it's fair?
Dozens of Heroes, each exerting themselves to the fullest, never lying flat, and facing the Demon King selflessly... is that possible?
Zheng Zai suddenly felt it was terrifying.
Drawing a Hero's role is too miserable.
But Wen Xishu patted Zheng Zai on the shoulder:
"Don't worry, we will win."
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...
Time slowly passed until five hours later, over thirty people from the second district came out.
An hour later, over a hundred people appeared from the fourth district.
Then half an hour later, about three hundred people from the third district.
After waiting half the day, Wen Xishu and Zheng Zai were finally about to face the third round.
The lounge finally became lively again.
The host's enthusiastic voice appeared once more:
"Congratulations to all of you, some of you have already earned a lot of points in the last round, coming close to being the lucky ones of the eerie contest."
"Next, you'll start drawing lots, in the same way you draw cards."
"I wish everyone can become a Hero who cuts through thorns, defeat the Demon King, and stand on the stage of becoming a strong one, receiving commendation."
"The third round of the match is called Heroes Against Demon King."
The rules Wen Xishu and Zheng Zai had actually heard before, but obviously, the host made a tiny alteration to the rules to make 'humans' no longer appear on stage.
All survivors will be unified into one district.
Meaning, a total of four hundred and fifty people will all participate in 'Heroes Against Demon King.'
The larger the base number, the greater the possibility of rare probability events occurring.
Wen Xishu did not immediately draw lots, but drew a card first.