If we calculate in reverse, disregarding the fixed positions they hold for their own people, then one's own portrait card will only appear on card number 10 (number 3), card number 6 (number 17), card number 4 (number 26), and card number 8 (number 35).

People in 204 use small gestures like touching their hair or nose to communicate with their teammates. Like people in 504, they all have their own fixed memorial tablets.

It's not difficult to deduce the truth in reverse, but there are 37 people here. Even if we exclude the four who have already won, and exclude myself, Liu Dongcheng, Qin Liu, and Wan Sheng who are trustworthy, there are still at least 200 cards left outside.

It's simply impossible to predict the fate of all two hundred-plus cards.

However, if you can narrow down the options to a certain extent, and then select from within that range, the chances of finding the right candidate will be much higher.

It's a long story, but time didn't actually fly by. Only about a minute had passed since Mo Shuwan received the cards. She looked at Liu Dongcheng, Qin Liu, and Wan Sheng, and pointed to the rightmost card, "Number three, number ten."

Looking at the cards that had been replaced in her hand, Mo Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief. This time, she had made the right bet.

She currently holds three cards in her hand, with seven more out there.

I hope we can find those seven cards successfully.

The passenger sitting in seat number three glanced at Mo Shuwan and gently moved his hand on the table. "Number 18, number six."

Mo Shuwan, who was watching him, frowned. Number Three had just moved his entire hand, something that had never happened before.

Passenger number eighteen, who had gotten the chance to change his license plate, looked at Mo Shuwan and gave her a wicked smile. "Number one, number ten."

The pass that Mo Shuwan had just gotten back from passenger number three was instantly taken away by passenger number eighteen. Instead of being angry, Mo Shuwan felt a sense of sudden realization.

It turns out that when passenger number three tapped the table with his whole hand, it wasn't to tell his teammates where their photo cards were, but to tell them that he had swapped his photo card.

Having figured this out, Mo Shuwan couldn't help but relax a bit. As long as she knew their code, she could handle things on her side.

Not long ago, she discovered that by simply tapping two profile picture cards with her finger, she could silently replace them. By paying attention to their secret codes, she could completely prevent her profile picture card from being replaced.

After all, many of Mo Shuwan's photo cards were still out in the open. In the later stages of the situation, even when she changed her photo card back herself, almost no passengers caused trouble, because some passengers had already collected more than seven photo cards.

Rather than preventing Mo Shuwan from winning, they wanted to win themselves.

After all, you need to win ten games to get the reward. Giving up the chance to win and trying to stop Mo Shuwan before even winning a single game is something only a fool would do.

And clearly, there were quite a few fools just now.

Qin Liu and the others quickly realized that Mo Shuwan seemed to have a countermeasure, and they all silently created opportunities for her to switch cards. Without anyone noticing, Mo Shuwan already had eight of her own portrait cards.

Wansheng chose Mo Shuwan, giving her the chance to switch cards once again.

If we change hands twice more, we can secure the last winning spot.

She only failed four or five times in these card exchanges. Most passengers have probably realized that she has accumulated quite a few cards with her own image. If she doesn't come up with a solution, her current favorable situation may be ruined.

Mo Shuwan stood up for the first time and began her one-minute speech.

"I don't know what benefits the game has given you, but I can imagine that this time there shouldn't be any danger to you. However, this game is my punishment game task. After this round, I will have another round, and the round after that. I'm not afraid to tell you, if I want to complete the task safely, I have to participate in at least forty more games. You are the second batch of passengers who came here."

"In your opinion, preventing me from winning one or two games is more important than winning yourself?"

All the passengers present fell into deep thought, unable to determine whether Mo Shuwan's words were true or false.

But think about it carefully, even if she finishes this round and passes the punishment game task, they still need to win at least ten rounds to get the reward. There are so many people here, and everyone wants to win. Are they just going to waste their chances to win by trying to stop her from completing the task?

I don't think it's worth it.

Especially those passengers from other buses who were stranded here a long time ago and are now being recycled by the game.

They were filled with regret. What did it matter to them whether Mo Shuwan won or lost?

Even if their rewards are halved after she clears the game, they will still at least get the rewards. But now, they can't win a single game in their efforts to stop her, so even if the rewards aren't halved, it's meaningless for them.

Taking advantage of the last ten seconds or so of her statement, Mo Shuwan spoke very quickly: "The best way to make someone owe you a favor is to offer help in times of need. You don't need to expend any effort. As long as you don't deliberately target me, it will be a help in times of need for me. Of course, I will prove with my actions that I am a valuable person and will not let you make concessions for nothing."

She finished speaking just a few seconds after saying the last word, but she had said everything she needed to say, so Mo Shuwan had no regrets.

She was originally reluctant to interact too much with these deep-thinking and unpredictable passengers, but reality made her realize that a person's strength is reflected in many aspects. She couldn't be completely confined to her own world. Sometimes, in order to survive, she had to make choices she had never even considered before.

Perhaps when she becomes stronger in the future, she won't have to bow her head or do anything against her conscience for the sake of her own and her companions' lives, but right now she is still too weak.

Mo Shuwan's words made it clear that as long as they didn't target her, she would owe everyone a favor. The reason the passengers were thinking about it wasn't just because of her words, but because of her last sentence: she would prove herself to be a valuable person through her actions.

This is enough to show that she never expected to influence the passengers with words. She just wanted to tell them that as long as they gave up this small step, the value she demonstrated would definitely not make them regret it.

Su Xuan, slumped in her chair, turned to look at Mo Shuwan, a small smile slowly curving her lips.

Even Lin Guaiji had a hint of appreciation in his eyes. Others might not be able to tell how she accurately chose her own face card, but he saw it clearly during the twenty or so rounds of card exchanges.

This guy, who became so weak after leaving the bus that he could be easily crushed, somehow managed to learn almost all the coded messages and passenger locations during that time.

"A person of value..."

Lin's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, and no one else heard it.