I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Yes, the hero has three choices, two are bad for me, one is good for everyone...

And I chose zero, so it turned out to be two good for everyone and one bad for me...

Then as long as he chooses not to change the number, or choose another odd number to add, I can survive...

Then why did I save him knowing that he would be bad for me?Because there is still a little luck for him...

If he chooses to add even numbers, it means he is willing to give up that money for us to live, so I will take strong measures...

That's right, when I was lying on the ground, I checked the mechanism of the glass door and found that there was no trap device inside, so I used the far-sighted function of the goggles to find the position of the enemy's sniper...

So even if I lose in the end, I can dodge the bullet the moment the sniper shoots, and at the same time use the grenade and smoke bomb in the prosthesis to hold the dignitaries at the scene and escape from the wings of heaven...

Similarly, since I know the hero's final choice, I will also take him away...

But now, his choice makes me very disappointed, very disappointed in the real sense...

So sorry, he'll just fend for himself...

Of course, the hero at this time doesn’t know what I’m thinking in my heart. Apart from being terrified and not daring to look at me, what’s more for him now is to fetch water from a bamboo basket, choking silently...

"Wonderful, very exciting... Well, you two passers, you can leave the glass room now, but there is still another option. Although you have lost the extra rewards of the Gate of Weight, the rewards from the first six days still exist , now you can choose to exchange rewards, or you can choose a wish, remember, people should not be greedy..."

The hero doesn't seem to have recovered yet, and remains silent. He doesn't even come out of the glass room. He seems to be waiting for me to make a choice before making a choice...

Naturally, without any hesitation, I looked at the electronic screen in the center of the hall and gave my own answer...

"I want to see you, Mister Loki..."

Loki was silent for a moment, then laughed heartily...

"As you wish..."

Immediately reminded the hero again...

"And Mr. 49?"

At this time, he also recovered, took a deep look at me, and nodded with a complicated face...

"I choose to redeem all rewards..."

Loki, who knew the answer, didn't waste too much nonsense, and directly announced the end of the gate of the apostles...

"Haha, okay, now please ask the staff to take Mr. No. 49 to redeem rewards. At the same time, Mr. No. 8, you can step off the stage and come to Box 1940. I have a bottle of Macallan M crystal from [-]. I believe you will like it." of…"

As soon as the words fell, the female assistant took the hero away with a flowery complexion. It is thought-provoking that before he left the stage, he gave me a very complicated look, as if expressing guilt and self-blame in his heart...

However, I didn't take this hypocrisy and guilt too seriously. After all, whether he will live or die in the future, whether he will be rich or poor, has nothing to do with me. There is only one thing that is most important to me now...

Complete the task of the old man!

One minute later, I walked through the crowd in the face of the admiration and admiration of the audience, and under the leadership of another staff member, I entered the No. 1 box...

As soon as I entered it, I saw an old man, wearing a luxurious Tang suit, wearing a pair of golden reading glasses, holding a purple wood pipe in his hand, with a meaningful smile on his face, sitting at the wine table Swallowing clouds and mist...

That's right, his appearance is almost exactly the same as the Loki described by the old man, it seems that he is the real mastermind behind the scenes...

Behind him stood two armored soldiers, and the surrounding walls were filled with large electronic screens and communication equipment.

But this didn't shock me much. What shocked me the most was that there were six transparent octopuses hovering above his head...

Looking at the way their tentacles are intertwined, I can't help but feel like goosebumps of intensive phobia...

Seeing me standing silently after entering the room, he thought I was shy of strangers, and immediately poured a glass of wine enthusiastically, and raised his hand to signal me to sit down...

"Sit down, you deserve it..."

I nodded to him with a smile on my face, then found a seat a little closer to him and sat down, but I didn't taste half of the wine on the table...

Maybe it was because I was not interested in wine, Loki smiled kindly...

"Doesn't Mr. Madman like to drink?"

I grinned at the corner of my mouth, raised my wine glass to him, and pulled a piece of classical Chinese...

"If no one touches the glass, the wine is also tasteless..."

Loki was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled happily...

"It makes sense, it makes sense..."

After that, he raised his glass to clink with me, but his face changed drastically in the next second, because he saw the grenade I took out from the prosthesis...

"Crazy...Mr. Crazy...I don't like this joke!"

I made a shush gesture to him who was pretending to be calm, and pouted at the armored soldier behind him who was about to raise his gun to fight back, my eyes were full of playfulness...

"Try raising your guns? Believe it or not, I'll blow up your boss into a puff pastry?"

The armored soldiers were taken aback when they heard the words, looked at each other for only a few seconds, and then put down the guns in their hands as if in compromise...

But Loki quickly returned to his usual indifference after a brief panic...

"Mr. Madman, I don't understand your approach..."

I sneered back...

"You don't need to understand, just do it. Now I need your people to knock me out so that I can talk to you alone later. Don't worry, if you keep me happy, there is still a chance to live... "

As I spoke, I met Loki's terrified eyes and pulled out the safety ring on the grenade...

This sudden operation of mine immediately made him jump out of his wits, his wrinkled face trembled, like an old chrysanthemum that was ravaged by someone...

But even so, he did not lose his mind, thinking flashed in his eyes, and then shook his head with a sneer...