“I don’t really understand psychology,” Qi Xia shook his head and replied in a low voice. “I’m just used to being a villain.”

Seeing that Qi Xia had agreed to the request, Old Lu’s attitude toward him improved somewhat.

“Hey, kid, let’s make this clear first—all the ‘Dao’ we win belong to me.”

“I want to keep one,” Qi Xia said.

“Impossible.” Old Lu shook his head without hesitation. “Are you trying to negotiate terms with me, kid? You already took nineteen ‘Dao’ from me before, and now you want more? If that’s your attitude, I’m leaving right now.”

Qi Xia nodded and said, “Fine, I won’t take the ‘Dao,’ but you have to pay the ‘entrance fee’ for me.”

After hearing this, Old Lu’s eyes darted around again. He leaned forward and said, “Kid, I’m warning you—those two people aren’t in this area. If you dare trick me, I absolutely won’t tell you their whereabouts.”

“Don’t worry, tricking you would just be wasting my time.”

Now Old Lu felt more confident and pulled Qi Xia toward the room.

“Wait,” Qi Xia said. “Just to be safe, you should still tell me about this game.”

“Oh! Oh!” Old Lu slapped his forehead. “I damn near forgot! Kid, haven’t you played ‘Pig Games’ before?”

“What do you think?” Qi Xia asked with furrowed brows.

“Hey, Pig Games—as the name suggests, you just have to act like a pig,” Old Lu said.

“Act like a pig?” Qi Xia didn’t quite understand. “Why would you act like a pig?”

“It means you don’t have to use your brain,” Old Lu said with a smile. “All Pig Games are ‘luck-based’ games, like rock-paper-scissors or guessing high or low.”

“What?” Qi Xia paused. “You’re saying… games of luck where winning or losing is entirely up to fate?”

“That’s right!” Old Lu nodded, then looked at Qi Xia again. “You’re not backing out, are you?”

“I…” Though Qi Xia wouldn’t say he was “backing out,” he truly didn’t understand what connection there was between “pigs” and “luck.”

“What are you afraid of with Pig Games?” Old Lu said somewhat helplessly. “I thought you were pretty smart before, but now when it comes to relying on luck, you’re scared?”

Relying on luck?

Qi Xia knew that pigs were not low-intelligence animals by any means.

Among all species globally, pigs’ intelligence could rank in the top ten. Their intellectual level was equivalent to a five-year-old child.

Moreover, the “rock-paper-scissors” or “guessing high or low” that Old Lu mentioned were not pure games of luck either.

As long as the tactics were appropriate, one could absolutely lose less and win more.

“I still want to ask—what exactly is this game about?” Qi Xia looked at the building before him. This was clearly a Go club. How could someone be playing a luck-based game in a Go club?

“Simply put, two equal piles of game pieces, one black and one white. You close your eyes and randomly pick one. If you pick a black piece, you win.”

“That’s it?”

“That’s right!” Old Lu said. “I already told you! It’s a luck-based game!”

After speaking, he pulled a white game piece from his pocket and threw it hard on the ground.

“I damn well picked white pieces twice in a row! My luck is terrible!”

Qi Xia could hardly believe his ears. If the situation was really like this, he couldn’t guarantee he could beat the pig-headed person at all.

He picked up the white piece from the ground and examined it. It was indeed a very ordinary game piece with no mechanisms whatsoever.

“Kid, can you do it or not?” Old Lu was getting anxious. “Don’t you want to know where those two people are?”

Qi Xia knew he had no other choice. He was currently “penniless” and could only pin his hopes on Officer Li.

And to inquire about Officer Li’s whereabouts, he had to pry open Old Lu’s mouth.

Taking ten thousand steps back, he now had nothing left to lose.

Even if he lost this luck-based game, he wouldn’t really lose anything, and he could take this opportunity to learn more about the “Pig.”

“No, I was just considering a strategy,” Qi Xia said. “Let’s go in.”

After hearing this, Old Lu nodded excitedly and pulled Qi Xia into the room.

Lin Qin felt the situation was somewhat absurd, but she didn’t speak out to stop them. She silently followed along.

As soon as they entered the room, the pig-headed person happily danced about. “Oink oink! You’re here! Someone’s here to play with me again!”

His voice was very deep, but his manner of speaking was very childish.

Qi Xia couldn’t help but cover his mouth and nose—the smell of the pig head mask was truly unbearable.

“Dead pig head!” Old Lu shouted. “Today I’m going to make you lose even your underwear!”

“Ha ha ha ha ha! Great! Great!” The pig-headed person clapped his hands. “Who’s going to play with me?”

Qi Xia slowly sat down across from the pig-man and said, “I will. How do we calculate the entrance fee?”

“The entrance fee is whatever you want to give—up to five ‘Dao.’ If you win, it doubles!!” the pig-headed person said. “Hand it over! Hand it over!”

“Whatever we want to give…” Qi Xia shook his head. “You’re a ‘Man-Pig,’ right?”

“Yes! I’m a Man-Pig! I’m a Man-Pig!” After saying this, he pointed at Qi Xia. “You’re a stupid pig! You’re a stupid pig!”

No one paid him any attention, since no one wanted to communicate with a lunatic.

Old Lu gritted his teeth and pulled five “Dao” from his pocket, reluctantly handing them to the Man-Pig.

Qi Xia noticed that Old Lu’s eyes really did look like those of a gambler.

This was clearly a luck-based game, yet he was willing to keep investing.

“Old Lu, five?” Qi Xia looked at him somewhat puzzled. “Isn’t the bet a bit too large?”

“Kid!” Old Lu looked at Qi Xia with a serious expression. “I just played two rounds in a row. The first round was one ‘Dao,’ the second round was two ‘Dao,’ and that dead pig won them all. As long as you win this round, I’ll not only break even but have some extra.”

Qi Xia thought for a moment, then looked back at the Man-Pig. “What are the game rules?”

“Very simple…”

The Man-Pig pushed the black and white game pieces forward and said, “Fifty black pieces and fifty white pieces. I want you to put them all into these two bowls.”

He pushed over two identical large porcelain bowls.

“As for how to distribute the two colors of pieces… that’s up to you.” The Man-Pig smiled foolishly. “When you’ve finished distributing them, you’ll have to cover your eyes. I’ll scramble the positions of the two bowls and shake up the pieces inside. Then you have to randomly select one bowl and randomly pick one piece from it. As long as you can pick a ‘black piece,’ you win. Of course, if anyone tries to interfere with the game or give you any hints during this time, I’ll punish everyone present.”

After hearing this, Qi Xia’s expression remained blank. He looked down at the bowls and game pieces on the table and actually let out a cold snort.

“Heh heh, what are you laughing at?” the Man-Pig said with a smile. “As long as you’re lucky enough, you might win.”

Qi Xia just felt this was somewhat laughable.

He was distributing the number of pieces himself, and he was picking the pieces himself?

A luck-based game?

A Pig Game?

This game that looked like it had fifty-fifty odds was clearly a trap, attracting countless participants to jump into it.

“Man-Pig, I underestimated you,” Qi Xia said. “You’re much smarter than I imagined.”