Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian, two brothers from Africa, hid in a corner and burst into tears.
The drawing of lots continued. The otaku hesitated for a while with a pale face, and then gave the chance to draw lots to the next person.
There are only seven people left. According to the probability of half black balls and half red balls, even if Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian have drawn two black balls, there should be at least one black ball left in the box.
He stared at the third person drawing lots with a pale face, praying in his heart: Draw a black ball! Draw a black ball! Draw a black ball!
Maybe his prayers worked, or maybe it was his innate luck that blessed him once again, and the third person really drew the black ball!
When it was the next person's turn to draw lots, he still didn't dare to take the risk and once again carefully gave the opportunity to the fourth person.
He stared intently at the fourth person. If the four people before him all drew black balls, then he would definitely draw a red ball! It must be a black ball! It must be a black ball!
Soon, the fourth person drew the lot, and it was indeed a black ball again.
——Great! All four black balls have been drawn! He will definitely draw a red ball!
The otaku was shaking with excitement. The anxious wait just now even made him sweat profusely. Now that he finally had a chance to escape death, he was afraid of any unexpected events, so he rushed to the box!
Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian, who were watching this scene, felt more and more sad. Of course, they could also see what the otaku was thinking. Four black balls had been drawn in the front, and the next three would definitely be red balls no matter what. The otaku didn't have to worry about stepping on a landmine at all.
This guy has such good luck! He drew red balls in all three rounds, and even avoided all black balls in the last round!
It turns out there really are such lucky Europeans! They fight tooth and nail in every round to get a glimmer of hope, while the European Emperor can perfectly avoid all dangers simply by flicking his fingers and drawing a good lottery at the beginning. This world is so unfair!
"Is there really a copy where you can survive to the end just by luck?" Xiao Tangqiu couldn't help but discuss it with Tang Mianmian.
Tang Mianmian's face was filled with grief and indignation: "Coach, I want to be reborn!"
Xiao Tangqiu always felt that things couldn't be that simple. Just as he was about to say something, the otaku not far away suddenly screamed, "Impossible! This is impossible!!!"
They both looked up at the same time and were surprised to find that the otaku had actually drawn a black ball!
Another black ball!
This is already the fifth black ball!
How is this possible?
According to probability, there should be at most four black balls in this box!
The otaku screamed in disbelief, but the clown just smiled and said, "Did I say that only half of the balls in the box in the last round were black?"
The otaku's face turned pale instantly. The clown had never said that there were only half of the black balls in the box. They just subconsciously judged that there should be three or four balls in the seven balls based on the experience of the first three rounds, but they forgot that the clown had not announced the number of black balls from the beginning.
The clown grinned and said, "And even if I told you, it might not be true! Because I told you from the beginning, don't believe what the clown says!"
They were fooled by this clown again!
Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian were speechless, but they were still calm. After all, no matter how the clown arbitrarily changed the rules of the game or even the number of black balls, they would both definitely draw black balls. Since the side of the bread with jam would fall to the ground first, then what difference would it make whether the jam was blueberry or strawberry flavored?
Compared to their calmness, the otaku looked crazy, his face was pale and his eyes were red. There was nothing more despairing than giving someone a chance of life in the face of death and then depriving it of it. He just thought he had escaped, but was thrown off the cliff in an instant. This despair was even more desperate than if he had drawn the black ball at the beginning.
He was so angry that he even threw off his usual cautious attitude and questioned the clown like he had lost his mind: "Why are there five black balls? This is impossible! You are tricking us! I don't accept it! I want to draw again!"
The clown looked at him with a smile. Although there was a big smile painted on his funny face which was covered with colorful paint, his eyes did not show any smile at all, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
The otaku seemed oblivious and continued to question the clown, "I'm so lucky, there's no way I could have drawn a black ball! You must have done something! I want to draw again! I want to draw again!"
Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian exchanged glances and shook their heads simultaneously. This guy had completely lost his mind. He actually dared to question someone who could so easily decide their life and death. Never mind that the clown could change the rules of the game and toy with them at will. Even if he killed them physically or by some other means, they wouldn't have any reason to complain! Who could they reason with? The creator demon of this world?
Furthermore, this guy had previously dodged three rounds of the game by luck, drawing three red balls. That was already incredibly lucky. Did he really intend to rely solely on luck and do nothing to clear this dungeon? If he truly harbored that mindset, even if he managed to get through this dungeon by chance, he would definitely fail in the next one, unless he could guarantee unparalleled luck in all subsequent dungeons.
Besides, this guy clearly drew the black ball himself, but he still wanted to draw it again. This is clearly cheating! He is willing to gamble and not admit defeat!
The otaku questioned the clown like he had lost his mind, but when he saw that the clown just smiled and said nothing, he immediately became furious. He rushed to the box and drew another ball on his own!
"The last time I drew doesn't count! I want to draw again! I want to draw again!"
Xiao Tangqiu: "..."
Holy crap! There's actually this kind of operation!
This is clearly cheating! Do you have any shame?
Xiao Tangqiu subconsciously looked at the clown, but saw that the clown was still just watching everything with a smile, with no intention of stepping forward to stop it.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.
The otaku searched the box for a long time. Even though there were only two balls left, he was still hesitant. He touched one and then the other. After searching back and forth for a long time, he finally swallowed his saliva and made up his mind: "This is it!"
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