Chapter 48
No wonder those ghosts gave up their right to choose first!
Linghu Yingying suddenly realized.
If the ghosts were to choose first, these people wouldn't even have a sliver of a chance of winning; they would surely die.
This must be a hidden rule implemented by the station to maintain balance and give players a chance to win!
She looked at Xi Miao, and seeing that Xi Miao nodded to her, she felt relieved and stepped back.
Xi Miao pulled Ma Laosan's gaze back, "I choose the red one."
In her precognitive dream, Xi Miao discerned the true nature of these ghosts.
The things they posted might seem counterintuitive, but they are actually the most logical; they've just cleverly concealed some of the information.
For example, the mountain rock in the first round of Bald Ghost's attack, which appears to be a stone on the surface, is actually a miniature mountain, and is definitely heavier than a piece of iron.
The sugar we see now also carries a hidden meaning.
One red and one white, red for joy and white for sorrow, naturally red is sweeter.
Ma Laosan clicked his tongue, and the candy fell onto the scales. Sure enough, the red side won.
The scales don't belong to ghosts; the scales in the station can represent everything, and they have their own standards of judgment.
The ghosts simply had the advantage of being there first, having already asked what they wanted to know, and thus knew the answer.
Ma Laosan asked if it was sweet, not about the weight. The scales didn't wobble, but the winning side of the scales shone brightly.
Xi Miao smiled and spread her hands, "I win this round!"
She even stole his lines. Ma Laosan sat in his chair, not knowing what to do. He looked left and right for a long time before remembering to give her the bronze box and make up for the second round of prizes.
Xi Miao's smile widened.
When Boss Sun was sitting here before, he didn't even see the second treasure chest, which shows how muddled he was.
Those devils knew he couldn't win the second round, so they didn't even bother with the perfunctory work. During the duel, his reward was gone, but he was still blindly guessing the answer. This kind of fool was bound to die at this table.
There was a treasure chest on the table.
Xi Miao clearly heard a gasp. She turned her head and saw the three people huddled together staring at the treasure chest with their eyes shining.
Which of these two will sell for more?
However, in the blink of an eye, Xi Miao came to her senses and found two more things on the table.
A fan, a piece of jade.
Price is always the most difficult thing to determine, especially among luxury goods, where it sometimes depends entirely on who created the work.
The same is true of what is right in front of us.
The fan ribs are white, and Xi Miao knew at a glance that they were ivory. This fan must be ancient, and priceless.
The jade's condition is even clearer; the green is pure and genuine emerald.
Logically speaking, given the rarity of ivory and its status as an antique, the fan should naturally be more valuable.
But Xi Miao thought about it and chose jade.
"I choose jade."
Ma Laosan's face was covered with a thick beard, making it impossible to see his expression. Xi Miao simply ignored his expression and waited for the scales to give the answer.
Because of her choice, there were some murmurs in the room, and it was clear that the others did not agree with Xi Miao's answer.
Three seconds later, the muttering grew louder, interspersed with sounds of surprise.
The jade plate glowed, and she won again!
Seeing her calm expression, Ma Laosan knew that the answer must not be a random guess, but why?
He had this question when he received the answer at Tianping Mountain, and now he asked it again.
Xi Miao certainly knew why.
There are always standards for making judgments on this scale. The person Ma Laosan asked was her, and Xi Miao guessed that the standard was related to her social consensus.
Although ivory is expensive, it is generally accepted that it cannot be bought or sold, and there are no new pieces made from it; it only exists in museums.
This kind of thing has a common name in China: priceless treasure.
Since it is priceless, when it comes to price, Yu Sheng naturally wins.
If Ma Laosan had asked about value, the answer would have been ivory.
Xi Miao knew perfectly well what was going on, but she didn't intend to tell Ma Laosan.
She didn't speak, so Ma Laosan could only push the silver treasure chest over and place the gold treasure chest on top of it, feeling frustrated.
Xi Miao raised an eyebrow. "I remember the rules are best two out of three. I've already won, so I'll accept this treasure chest without hesitation."
Xi Miao won two rounds and became the winner, so she was naturally able to stand up from her seat.
However, Ma Laosan's large hand remained on the golden treasure chest, refusing to give it to her so easily.
"You've won, and you can take the first two boxes. But this box is the reward for the third round. If you want to take it, you have to win the third round!"
The ghosts could all tell that Xi Miao was not easy to deal with, so they all stood behind Ma Laosan to bolster their courage.
It was eerie and menacing, rushing straight towards Xi Miao's face.
If someone with a weaker constitution were standing here, their legs would probably be too weak to stand, but Xi Miao seemed unaffected and strolled back to her seat.
"Alright, let's finish this last game."
She won the first two rounds too easily, and Ma Laosan knew that ordinary questions wouldn't work on her, so he deliberately tried to find a more difficult question.
After thinking it over, he copied the bald ghost's trick, took out two similar small houses, and asked her, "Which one is heavier?"
This question was something Ma Laosan came up with on the spot; even he didn't know the answer.
He refused to believe she could guess correctly this time!
Xi Miao carefully examined the two small houses. From the outside, they were both made of wood, both had two stories, and even the things inside were almost identical.
The only obvious difference is the doors; one is made of wood, and the other is made of metal.
It seems this hurdle really depends on luck.
Xi Miao glanced at her luck score of 11 and quietly held the Bone of Obsession in her palm.
Ordinary people can't sense it, but ghosts can easily feel the presence of the obsessive bone.
This thing is their natural enemy; at best, it will injure them, and at worst, it will cause their souls to be scattered. Nobody wants to get close to it.
The ghosts that had been gathered around the table, intending to do something to Xi Miao, immediately dispersed and obediently sat down by the wall.
"I choose the wooden door cabin."
Ma Laosan stared nervously at the scales, a hint of happiness in his expression. He leaned towards the metal door because it was heavier.
The moment the item was placed on the scales, the smile on his lips froze. "How could this be!"
The two were quite different; the small house with the metal door stood up high, quickly determining the winner.
Xi Miao could tell at a glance that the guy opposite her didn't know how heavy solid wood was.
Everything inside that wooden door hut was made of solid wood, and not just any solid wood, but walnut, a type of hardwood. Doors made of this wood can weigh 30 to 50 kilograms per square meter, which is heavier than steel doors.
She smiled and accepted the golden treasure chest. "I've won this round again."
This time, no ghost dared to stop her. Xi Miao, holding her knuckles, easily walked back to her seat.
Her actions ignited a desire within the trio.
It seems these ghosts aren't so difficult to deal with after all! The three looked at each other, and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.
It seems that Boss Sun's tragic death was simply because he was too incompetent and didn't understand the rules.
If that little girl can win, they certainly can too!
The middle-aged woman, unable to contain her excitement, was the first to step forward, saying, "Next, I'll go!"
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