Tyrant Code

"Just a few of us are not enough." Gordon said after pondering for a while, "Do you know the law of transforming 'Eternal Life Pie'?"

"I know." Dane smiled with confidence, "I happen to know a friend who is a 'chef' character, and I have seen his secret signature, which shows that as long as a 'chef' is approved, each eternal life pie Members have a chance to designate a conversion, but the conversion object is limited to one person."

Gordon frowned: "Everyone chooses a chance once?"

"Yes. This is to restrict us from finding a 'cook' and pulling everyone into the water at once." Dane said with a smile, "If the game ends too early, the competition team will probably be very distressed."

Goldo: "...that's true."

Dane continued: "Under such conditions, it is quite difficult for us to expand the team of the Immortal Sect. I am afraid that it will not meet the requirements of more than half of the Immortal Sect. Therefore, I suggest that we still take the road of studying the Immortal Spring. , take the initiative to transform some scholars, and then force them to continue to 'research' the method of improving the water of eternal life... Of course, in order to be able to stay on the island for a few more days, we have to 'eliminate' a few people in an appropriate amount to ensure that there is enough food on board. point."

In this game, being robbed of the secret signature is regarded as "character death", eliminated in situ, and will be forced to be locked in the cabin, and can only eat black bread every day.The dry food and meat on board are only for the "living people". At present, the supply of dry food and meat is relatively sufficient, but this is only "at present".

In other words, the "Eternal Life faction" not only has to hide their identities, but also has to bother to win over the "chefs", and also chooses to transform the effective power of the "scholars" to help them study the spring water, and regularly eliminates some people to ensure After the research time is extended, everyone has something to eat...

Goldo sighed: "The Immortal Pie is too difficult."

Dane also sighed: "It's hard."

Goldo: "But we can't give up on distinguishing partners. The more immortals we have, the more people we can transform—and if the person we want to transform is originally immortals, then we have wasted a conversion Opportunity. Time is ticking and every conversion counts..."

Dane hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's time to test first."

"Leave it to me to identify the companions. Kieran will follow me and help me weed out some people if necessary." Gordon took the initiative to take the job, "Dane, you can continue to contact the 'cook' you know."

"No problem." Dane said, "Tomorrow is the first stage of spring water research, and I will come to you in the evening to specify the list of transformations—shall we still meet here?"

"Let's change the place." Gordon said, "I think the forest behind the mountain is not bad."

"However, if you hang out with Kieran all day, will it attract suspicion?" Dane said.

"No." Goldo waved his hand, "Louis always comes to me, Kieran appears with him, there is nothing wrong with it. I just talk to Kieran from time to time, no one will suspicious."

Dane raised his eyebrows with a smile: "I see."

After discussing tactics, several people returned to the camp.When Goldo lifted the tent, he found that Sai Lun was awake.

"How did it go?" Sairon asked him.

Goldo told him about the designated transformation.

"Who do you think I should transform tomorrow?" Goldo asked him.

Sai Lun replied without hesitation: "I or Louis, as you like."

Goldo: "Kieran doesn't look like he wants me to touch Louie."

Salem: "Isn't Louis with us?"

Goldo: "Probably Louis didn't tell Kieran about it."

In other words, the two brothers never shared this secret, and Goldo only ran into each other occasionally, otherwise they wouldn't know the inside story.

Goldo: "Then I will vote for your name first tomorrow. You see how many people are eliminated...We need to reduce the number of 'living people' now."

Salem: "Understood."

They slept until the next morning.

On the second day, Gordo still wandered outside as if he had nothing to do, looking at the scenery and enjoying the breeze. He was the most leisurely person on the whole island.

Louis couldn't stand it anymore, he copied the question on paper, wrapped it up and threw it to Gordon's side: "Come here and do the question together!"

Gordon turned over lazily: "No."

Louis was going crazy: "We are really unlucky this time. Few of the scholars can really solve the problem. The amount of calculation for this problem is too large, and it can't be divided among us alone. You Hurry up and help!"

... oh well.

No wonder Louis was so mad.

It turned out that the topic on the first day was related to arithmetic.

In this world, mathematics is not a compulsory subject for every student.Of course, it will be taught in colleges, but whether it is a secular college or a magic college, most of them offer arithmetic as an auxiliary subject. Those who learn well are geniuses——

Goldo also found that his unlucky younger brother was ten years old and still couldn't add, subtract, multiply and divide within a hundred, so he forced him to recite the nine-nine multiplication table.As a result, the silly kid felt reborn after reciting the multiplication table.

Goldo could already imagine the pitiful appearance of those "scholars" crying over the calculation questions.

"...How do you know I'm good at math?" Goldo asked him back with a smile.

Louis rolled his eyes: "Aren't you a 'philosopher', how can you be a 'philosopher' if you are not good at mathematics?"

"That's character setting. I'm not really a philosopher." Goldo said.

Louis took a breath: "...Why didn't you say that when you were asked to work?!"

Goldo: "Actually, I'm pretty good at math."

Louie breathed a sigh of relief.

Goldo: "But I just don't want to do the questions."

Louis: "..."

In the end, Gordon was still dragged by Louis to the scholar's side.

Five or six "scholars" gathered around the question board with the titles written on it, each with a sluggish expression.Seeing Gordo coming, he didn't feel much excited, but silently took a few steps back to make room for Gordo, as if to say, "Brother, you can't even think about jumping into this pit." ?”

Gordon laughed: "Why do you all have such expressions."

"You don't know." One of the "scholars" sighed, his eyes and face revealing an unspeakable haggardness, "This question is simply...! I think even if we are good at arithmetic It may not be possible to do it in one day, if you do it with your mentor, do you understand what I mean?"

As he spoke, he handed a piece of draft paper to Gordon.

Paper is a precious resource.But the few of them don't know how many sheets of paper were wasted today.

Goldo glanced at it slightly, and pointed to one of the paper full of symbols: "You even copied the symbols wrong in this line. It's a ghost if you can figure it out."

The person on the opposite side was stunned, took the manuscript back with a blushing face, read it carefully twice, and found that he had made a mistake in the middle part.

"Really." He sighed softly.

"But no matter whether your symbols are correct or not, you won't get any results if you write down your way of thinking." Goldo added a knife.

The person opposite covered his heart.

Goldo picked up the problem board, read the original problem twice, and thought that if East came to help, this problem should be solved soon.It's a pity that East is not in the team of scholars, so he can't come and solve problems with them.

He wrote two lines of calculations casually, and then released the tasks one by one.

"Calculate the numbers for this part."

"Put these data into this formula too... Don't ask me how the formula came about, anyway, put it in and let me calculate it. If you don't know, just plan."

"After the numbers of the two of them come out, you will be responsible for checking. Remember to read it several times."

"..."

Soon, everyone has work to do.Even those who really don't know anything about arithmetic are arranged by Gordon to do a few stupid jobs, as long as they can read and write.

At the same time, Goldo held a quill in his hand and began to write vigorously beside him.

After about two or three hours, when it was lunch time, the work was basically done.Goldo put the messy papers together, compared them with the results he had calculated, nodded, and wrote the answers on the stone-faced question board.

The question board glowed faintly, and the surrounding space was distorted for a moment, and then returned to a blank.

Several people squeezed their sweat, exhaled lightly when they saw this, and asked a little nervously: "...Is this considered over?"

Gordon dropped his pen and moved his sore shoulders: "Of course it's over."

Everyone couldn't help cheering.

"Stop, stop, stop." Gordo raised his hands to cover his ears, "Calm down, this is only the first day. Maybe even I won't be able to do tomorrow's problem."

The expressions of several "scholars" were blank for a moment, and then they said with a sad face, "Don't be so realistic..."

"That's right, tomorrow's question will be discussed tomorrow."

"...I really want to go back, I don't want to do any more questions. Who am I, where am I, and what am I here for?"

Needless to say, Goldo also felt that the questions on these question boards were really extraordinary.

Although the complaints of these "scholars" are exaggerated, these questions are indeed suspected of embarrassing people.If there are not many "scholars" who are good at calculation, then there will be a long delay, and the answer may not be obtained in a day.Then the time they stayed on this island was extended again...