Chapter 1 [Ball Sharing Game] A deadly question? (2/2)

"Granddaughter, what is the worthless life of an old man like me worth?"

"So, if you two voluntarily die, I will, after it's over, exchange the coins for money and send it to your granddaughter and son!"

Upon hearing the man with glasses, the old lady and the old man exchanged a glance.

The old lady spoke up first: "Who knows if you'll actually send the money later? Besides, you still need to exchange coins to extend your life. Who knows if you'll have any coins left to exchange for money?"

The old man also firmly shook his head: "I can't trust you!"

The man with glasses shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly,

"Then we all die together. What a pity for your granddaughter; she'll die in the hospital bed. Oh, and your son, he'll never get a wife!"

At these words, the old man and old lady showed painful expressions.

The man with glasses smiled confidently. Before life and death, it was all about who could withstand the pressure!

The tattooed man and the fashionable woman also had smiles on their faces.

Yu Tu shook his head disdainfully. He didn't believe the old man and old lady would believe such nonsense. He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, thinking about a solution.

Yu Tu had been a programmer before. During an interview, he had encountered this algorithm question, asking to determine which position had the highest survival rate based on the ball taken:

The standard answer was that no matter which position, it was death!

However, this time was a bit different. There was an exchange ball phase, and the key to breaking the deadlock had to be here.

So, how could he break the deadlock?

At this moment, a mechanical voice echoed in the room:

"In ten seconds, the ball number selection will begin. Countdown: 10, 9, 8..."

Yu Tu opened his eyes anxiously. He still didn't have a clear plan, but as the countdown neared its end, Yu Tu gritted his teeth:

"There's still the ball exchange phase. No matter what, if I get the balls in my hands, I'll have the power to make decisions!"

As soon as the countdown ended, six numbered cards appeared on the blackboard.

When the tattooed man yelled at the old man to take number one, Yu Tu was the first to rush to the blackboard and take number one into his hand.

Seeing this, the tattooed man immediately shouted, "Sickly brat! What are you doing?"

At this moment, the system's voice prompted again, "For those who haven't taken a number, ten seconds later, the numbers will be redistributed. Countdown: 10, 9, 8..."

The rest of the people immediately rushed toward the blackboard. No matter what, they couldn't take number six.

In the end, number six was forcibly assigned to the slowest old man.

"Now, start taking balls. Each person has ten seconds to take a ball, starting with number one."

Yu Tu didn't hesitate. He immediately grabbed an elastic bag from the table and poured all twelve balls into his bag.

The tattooed man shouted, "Sickly brat, what are you doing? Are you looking for death?"

"The balls have all been taken. Ball collection is over. Ten seconds later, the number exchange will begin. Countdown: 10, 9, 8..."

Yu Tu ignored the tattooed man's shouting, anxiously watching the blackboard, contemplating which number to exchange.

Having a front position meant losing the advantage of having all the balls. Being in the last position seemed not good either; there would be no leeway.

To leave others with room would be to have a chance for himself!

At the very moment the countdown ended, relying on his years of experience in algorithms, Yu Tu immediately rushed forward and took number five.

The man with glasses narrowed his eyes; his heart skipped a beat. Why number five? What about six?

No one voluntarily gave up, so it had to be a setup to trick others.

Tricking others wasn't a one-person job; you needed a partner. Since he chose number five, number six was reserved for his teammate.

Having the balls gave him the initiative. Did this person already have a way to break the deadlock?

The man with glasses no longer hesitated. He immediately rushed to take number six, then smiled at Yu Tu in a friendly manner.

After all, the balls were in Yu Tu's hands, and it seemed that Yu Tu would lead the next phase of the game.

The rest of the people quickly rushed up to take their numbers.

In the end, the old man took number one, the tattooed man took number two, the fashionable woman took number three, the old lady took number four, Yu Tu took number five, and the man with glasses took number six.

"Number selection is over. The exchange will begin in five minutes. Each exchange cycle lasts ten minutes, and the current exchange round will end after ten minutes."

The cold mechanical voice stopped, and the tattooed man took the lead in making a move:

"Sickly brat, why the hell did you take so many balls? You want to die? Give me two later, or I'll kill you when I get out!"

Seeing the tattooed man try to rush at him, Yu Tu pointed at the corpse on the ground. The tattooed man swallowed and stepped back.

Yu Tu smiled smugly, leaned back in his chair, and said, "I suggest you all think carefully about how you'll get me to give you the balls. Otherwise, you're all at zero; even if I die, you all die too!"

Then, Yu Tu glanced at the man with glasses. The man with glasses smiled and nodded in a friendly manner.

Except for the man with glasses, the other four were constantly whispering in Yu Tu's ear, some pleading for mercy, others threatening, and the fashionable woman even coquettishly offering herself.

Yu Tu disdainfully glanced at the two balls the fashionable woman held. Seriously? Go to hell?

Shaking his head, Yu Tu closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and drummed his fingers rhythmically on the armrest, trying to figure out the next steps.

They all wanted two balls, but giving away two balls was meaningless.

So, three balls had to be given away. And to make others accept three balls, there had to be hope for survival attached to those three balls...

After a moment of thinking, Yu Tu's mouth curled into a faint smile: "Human nature... everyone fears death, so none of you have a choice!"

The man with glasses, who had been staring at Yu Tu, watched the smile on his face.

The stone in his heart finally fell.

He was number six, and theoretically, only he could cooperate with him.

To make himself cooperate with him, there was only one way—give himself a chance to survive!

But what exactly did he have up his sleeve to break the current situation?