After Tang Erda and the others sat there for a few seconds, he almost escaped and went into the game pool again.
When they came out again, Bai Liu was the only one left outside the swimming pool.
Bai Liu nodded to them calmly, but Tang Er struggled to keep his eyes on Bai Liu's slightly red lips, clenched his fist and coughed, then turned his eyes away: "... You should have a good rest first, and you don't need to join the training for the time being."
Mu Sicheng still had his mouth slightly open with a blank expression. Mu Ke lowered his head without saying a word, his hands tightly grasping a pair of short knives that were dripping with blood. It was obvious that he had just killed fiercely in the playground.
Liu Jiayi raised her hand and greeted Bai Liu, saying in a normal tone, "Have you started talking to Heitao?"
Mu Sicheng, Tang Erda and Mu Ke, who wanted to tacitly ignore this matter, said: "..."
Bai Liu paused, thinking for a while, and then he spoke about this matter in a very natural manner, without any hesitation: "It should be considered that we just started talking about it."
Liu Jiayi came closer with her face in her hands, clicking her tongue a few times, her face full of gossip: "I remember who it was, in the jungle edge, this game tricked someone into marrying you, and as soon as they came out of the game pool--"
Liu Jiayi's expression turned cold in an instant, and the smile on her lips became three parts cold, three parts sarcastic, and four parts nonchalant: "——This is just a game, I don't take it seriously."
Bai Liu: “…”
Mu Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at Bai Liu. Mu Sicheng's pupils continued to tremble, and he even stuttered when he spoke: "What marriage?!"
"You've already married that idiot and you just started dating?!" Mu Sicheng slapped the pool in anger, "Damn it, is there any love that starts after marriage?"
Liu Jiayi grabbed the edge of the pool and flipped out cleanly. After landing, she replied to Mu Sicheng calmly, "Marriage first, love later. Haven't you heard of it?"
I have definitely never heard of Mu Sicheng: "..."
What the fuck is this!
This is not the normal procedure for falling in love!
Tang Erda was annoyed by the noise and helplessly interrupted the chattering of these people: "This is Bai Liu's private matter and freedom. Let's deal with the current matter first."
"The challenge is coming soon."
Everyone was silent, looking at Bai Liu. Bai Liu nodded and said, "Let's go back to the meeting room and have a meeting. Let's first understand the team situation for this year's challenge."
The Wandering Circus Guild Meeting Room.
After the training, the few people took a shower, changed their clothes and sat in the conference room.
Wang Shun walked to the front of the conference room. With a calm look in his eyes, he opened the system panel and began to introduce the rules of the challenge and the teams:
"According to the previous challenge match rules, the first place in the preseason will first draw a team from the eight playoff teams to compete against, and then exclude this drawn team. The second place in the playoffs, that is, we will draw a team from the remaining seven teams to compete against."
"But the situation of the two teams that qualified for the preseason this year is also very special." Wang Shun began to rub his temples, looking distressed, "Because the president of our guild lured the president of the first place guild into the guild."
"I just talked to Yuan Guang, and he told me that they are not planning to play the challenge match for the time being. They were originally planning to give up, but——"
Wang Shun raised his head and looked at Bai Liu, who was sitting at the end of the chairman's table. "Chairman, did you tell Yuan Guang not to give up his power for the time being?"
Bai Liu nodded: "I have other plans for him."
"Do you want Yuan Guang to win the challenge and enter the playoffs, and then let them give up the game and give us the kills? Just like we did in the preseason?" Wang Shun shook his head in disapproval, "President, this is unlikely."
"This year's eight teams are all very strong. Yuan Guang and his team are unlikely to win the challenge. Even if they win the challenge, the playoffs will be a draw from high to low, so it will be difficult for them to meet us."
Wang Shun clicked on the panel and said, "In the playoffs, the top four guilds will draw lots to decide their opponents in the first round, and then the winning team will draw lots in the second round to decide their opponents in the next game."
"Unless Yuan Guang wins all the way to the finals, there is no way they will face us again in the playoffs."
Wang Shun frowned, "But you should know, President, Yuan Guang and his men don't even have a golden medal of immunity from death, so this possibility is not high."
Mu Sicheng held his chin loosely, his eyes obviously absentminded as he stole a glance at Bai Liu, and asked casually, "Yuan Guang's skills are so amazing, can we let him join our team and help us play in the game?"
"No." Wang Shun answered quickly, "All players who have registered to participate in the league as an independent guild this year are not allowed to enter the league as a member of another guild team during the game."
Mu Sicheng finally came back to his senses. He frowned and said, "Even if we annex Russell Cemetery, it won't work?"
"No." Wang Shun shook his head. "Even if the Russell Cemetery Guild disappears completely after the merger, Yuan Guang and his team are still former members of the Russell Cemetery team. Next year, they can re-register as members of the Wandering Circus and compete for us, but not this year."
Mu Sicheng scratched his hair in annoyance. "Shit, isn't it just a fight, Bai Liu was injured and hospitalized, but in the end, he got nothing except a guild title."
"No." Bai Liu folded his hands on the table and raised his eyes. "We got a chance to make mistakes."
Wang Shun was stunned: "Tolerance for error... Chance, what does that mean?"
Bai Liu lowered his eyelids: "I'm not sure if my guess is correct, but I started down this path hoping to get a chance to make mistakes in the challenge match from Russell Cemetery."
Liu Jiayi paused, she turned her head to look at Bai Liu, her tone unclear: "After Russell merges with us, Russell Cemetery will become a subordinate organization of the Wandering Circus. Except for the team members who cannot be used by us, all other vacancies will belong to us."
"——It's like we're both No. 1 and No. 2 in the league. We have two chances to participate in the challenge match. Is this what you want?"
Bai Liu smiled and said, "Yes, I think the place in the challenge competition is the most valuable thing in Russell Cemetery."
Liu Jiayi was still puzzled. She frowned and said, "But you spent so much energy and effort to get this opportunity. It's not worth it."
"Not to mention the 20% points, the popularity of everyone in our team has dropped to a certain extent after losing the last game. In addition, you are injured. This opportunity is not worth it for you to pay so much for Russell Cemetery."
"Although the teams in this playoff are very strong, from what I know about the team, our winning rate against the bottom four teams is not low. Even against the two guilds, Kabbalah and Heavenly Freemasonry, I personally think that our winning rate can reach about 80%."
"Let Du Sanying draw the prizes. We have a 95% chance of drawing these two bottom-tier teams, and then we can win the challenge and advance to the playoffs."
Liu Jiayi looked up at Bai Liu and said, "I know you like to have a backup plan, but when the winning rate is over 80% by following the normal process, you will definitely not prepare a backup plan for yourself."
"You leave yourself a back-up plan, usually when the chance of winning is less than one percent."
"Why this time..." Liu Jiayi met Bai Liu's calm eyes. She seemed to realize something and her expression suddenly changed. "Do you think...?!"
Liu Jiayi didn't say the following words under Bai Liu's gaze, but her expression became particularly ugly.
Since Bai Liu did this, it can only mean one thing -
——The probability of them winning the challenge is less than one percent.
Bai Liu's eyes fell on the reflection of his shadow on the smooth table. His gaze paused on the reflection for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes and looked at everyone:
“This time, I hope I’m wrong.”
After the meeting, Wang Shun was kept by Bai Liu.
He looked at Bai Liu, who was sitting at the back of the table, with both anxiety and confusion: "...President, I don't really understand why our guild needs a second challenge tournament so badly."
"And I agree with what the little witch said. President, you rarely make backup plans unless the chance of winning is less than 1%. Why did you do that this time..."
Bai Liu placed his hands on his folded knees, lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time before he slowly asked, "Based on the data of the major guilds this year, what do you think of the current wandering circus——"
"——What is the probability of winning the Killer Sequence?"
Wang Shun's pupils shrank, and he was completely speechless. After a long while, he answered hoarsely: "——The winning rate will not exceed 0.5%."
"Really?" Bai Liu rested one hand on the backrest of the chair, dragged his chin and leaned lazily to one side, his eyes half closed, but his tone was still calm, "If that's the case, then let's pursue maximum benefits."
Wang Shun was stunned by Bai Liu's sudden surprise. He was dazed for a while before he jumped up and asked in panic, "President, the person who drew the lot is Du Sanying. No matter what, he couldn't be so unlucky to draw the killer sequence!"
"How unlucky it is to be drawn into the Killer Sequence right away..."
"It's possible to ask the captain to draw the lots himself." Bai Liu's eyes flickered. He glanced at Wang Shun casually with the corner of his eye, but asked an irrelevant question, "Have the rules of the challenge been released?"
Wang Shun was silent.
He reacted for a moment, then got goosebumps all over his body. He took two steps back, staggered, and fell into the chair. He muttered in disbelief: "...No, it can't be..."
Wang Shun sat alone in the conference room as if he had been struck by lightning, while Bai Liu pushed the door open and walked out calmly.
Liu Jiayi was leaning against the door. When she saw Bai Liu coming out, she did not look up at him. Instead, she lowered her head and tapped her toes twice: "...Are we going to fight the Killer Sequence?"
"It's just my guess." Bai Liu said.
Liu Jiayi pursed her lips: "...Have you asked Heitao how Nishen is doing?"
"He will be fine." Bai Liu replied calmly, "Bai Liu holds an important bargaining chip that can be used to restrict me. He won't get into trouble so easily."
"According to what Bai Liu showed me, the [future]——"
Bai Liu said coldly: "——He probably wants me to kill Ni Shen myself on the field."
Liu Jiayi's breathing stagnated.
the next day.
Wang Shun walked into the conference room with a dazed look on his face. He looked at the team members who had been waiting in the conference room with a distracted look. His voice was hoarse when he spoke:
"The rules for the challenge have been released, and no major changes have been made."
"...But the guild leader of the pre-season guild that requested to participate in the challenge match personally draws the playoff teams for the match."
"The person who selected the team from our guild is President Bai."
Everyone's gaze seemed to be frozen, and they turned stutteringly to Bai Liu who was sitting at the back.
Bai Liu opened his eyelids, and he supported his chin with one hand and hummed lightly.