Chapter 30 Linn killed the game
"There is a new change in the bloody words on the note?"
Looking at the picture that appeared in the mirror, Morris said in surprise.
Seeing this, the gloom on Rhine’s face disappeared.
It was replaced by an unconcealable sneer.
Sure enough, the autonomous consciousness of the Greed Box is not comparable to that of a clown like the Deadly Golem.
Lynn, Linn, it is your arrogance that has harmed you after all.
Once the transaction is determined to be successful by the Greed Box, the priority will exceed the rules of the Deadly Golem and will no longer be affected by the prohibition of extraordinary phenomena.
So at this moment, Lin En is facing a dead end.
Either release enough blood to satisfy the magic box, or beg Her Royal Highness for help.
If you chose the former, I'm sorry.
The Greed Box is called this because its greed has no upper limit.
Only by squeezing all the bones and blood from his body can it end.
As for the latter, this is what Rhine prefers to see.
Her Royal Highness seems to attach great importance to this guy who likes to show off his cleverness. Although we don’t know what happened between the two, this is undoubtedly a bad signal for the Augusta family. .
So once Lin En chooses the latter, His Highness's trust in him will be greatly reduced, and he may even be completely abandoned.
This time, I won.
Rhine finally found his advantage over Lin En and seemed to have regained his former arrogance.
"Maurice, you are the fastest, prepare to inform His Highness and let her clean up the mess."
He gave the order calmly.
Seeing Rhine's temperament change drastically in just a few seconds, Milani curled her lips.
This guy seems to have some kind of illusion of "I can do it again"?
“Wait a minute, what did he do?!”
At this moment, Morris, who had been staring at the mirror, didn’t know what he saw, and made a somewhat exaggerated sound sigh.
Interesting.
Looking at the brand new blood words written on the note, Linn thought while touching his chin.
According to the rules summarized before, a transaction with this thing must be completed within one minute.
Otherwise it will be collected by force and no reward will be given.
Not only that, Wooden Box will raise its requirements every time, but there is only one gold coin from beginning to end.
If you think about it carefully, the initial exchange of a drop of blood for a gold coin is undoubtedly a bait, which makes people feel that they are taking a big advantage.
But little did he know that he fell into the trap of this thing.
Thinking like this, Linn pulled out a thin wire from the gap in the cuff of his clothes.
Lynn suffered the loss of being handcuffed last time, so since then, Linn has learned a lesson.
He would hide a piece of wire in his sleeve every day in case of emergency.
Looking at the sharp wire, Linn did not prick his index finger with it.
After all, he has never been the kind of being who would stick to his own rules and follow the rules, so how could he listen to a broken box?
Feeling the passage of time, Linn no longer hesitated.
He used the wire as a pen and held it to his fingertips, dipped it in the blood that had just flowed from the puppet, and then began to write on the note.
"Give me two gold coins and give you a drop of Lynn Bartleon's blood."
Lynn wrote.
When he was done, he put the note back into the box, because only then would it be considered a complete process.
Then Linn squinted and stared into the box without saying a word.
Anyway, the price this time is just a drop of blood. Even if the magic box wants to take it by force, it will not cause any loss.
In this case, why not give it a try?
A moment later, under Lin En’s gaze, a change occurred.
As the two lines of blood words on the note disappeared, a new line of blood words appeared.
"Give me three drops of Lynn Bartelion's blood and give you two gold coins."
Succeeded.
Looking at the bloody words on the note, Linn showed a meaningful smile.
This thing really has extremely high intelligence, even as intelligent as humans.
And since it is a transaction, it must be possible to bargain.
So at this moment, the reward given by the wooden box has changed from one gold coin to two.
But at the same time, it demanded more and more blood.
In general, he is a master who is unwilling to suffer losses.
What a greedy guy.
Lynn counted the time.
At this moment, the deadline that was originally limited to one minute had long passed, but the wooden box did not collect any blood from him.
Could it be said that communication behaviors similar to bargaining do not count within the time limit?
Lynn was thoughtful.
So he continued to write on the note: "Give me four gold coins and give you three drops of Lynn Bart Leon's blood."
Soon, the word "blood" resurfaced.
"Give me five drops of Lynn Bartlyon's blood and give you four gold coins."
Lynn was not to be outdone.
"Give me six gold coins, and give you five drops of Lynn Bartleon's blood."
In this way, one person and one box seem to be caught in some weird and wonderful balance among.
As bloody words were written on the notes again and again, the price tag between the two became larger and larger.
It seems that if he keeps writing, he can keep the wooden box circulating forever without paying any price. Of course, there will always be a thunderstorm.
After all, Linn is not a machine and cannot write all the time.
Once he stops, Wooden Box will assume that the transaction is successful and forcefully collect it.
By that time, the price may have accumulated to tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of drops of blood, which was simply not something that Lin En could afford.
Thinking of this, Lin En had another guess in his mind.
Why does this box keep asking for blood?
Could it be that the consciousness residing inside needs blood to regain strength and get out of trouble?
Lin felt that this guess was very reasonable.
On the other hand, the reward given by the wooden box each time happened to be the gold coins of the Saint Laurent Empire. This behavior was too coincidental in his opinion.
If someone from the next country picked up this box, would it still give Saint Laurent gold coins?
Or maybe the reward that the box can give is not limited to gold coins?
Thinking like this, Lynn suddenly wrote on the paper: "Give me a steam locomotive and give you eighteen drops of Lynn Bartley's blood."
This is a Hugely different deals.
Lynn Bartleon's eighteen drops of blood are incomparable to the value of a steam locomotive.
He just wanted to see how the wooden box would react.
As expected, this time, my handwriting did not disappear immediately.
It stayed on the note for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, and then slowly faded away after a long time.
"Give me a drop of Lynn Bartelion's blood, and I'll give you a gold coin."
The word blood reappeared.
But this time, everything seems to be back to the beginning.
Is it reset because Wooden Box determined that the transaction could not be completed?
After all, according to the size of the box, there is no way to fit a steam locomotive.
Lynn seemed to have a guess.
Then he went on to write: "Give me a smartphone and give you a drop of Lynn Bartleon's blood."
My own blood is also not worth a smartphone.
But it’s different from the last time I tried.
Smartphones can be put into boxes.
However, the development of things did not go beyond Linn's expectation.
As the words in blood emerged, the transaction was reset again.
As expected, things that do not exist in this world cannot be manifested.
Lin thought silently.
In this way, time flies by trying again and again.
I don’t know how long it took, but he suddenly stretched and straightened up.
"It's almost figured out." Linn sighed, "In the end, it's still not interesting. It actually cost me so long."
"The boring game should be over."
While muttering to himself, Linn grinned and gave a malicious smile to the empty room.
There must be someone watching here now, right?
In that case
The next second, Lin En twisted up the note that had not been put into the wooden box, and then displayed it in a certain direction.
The above is a new line of small words he wrote.
“Give me a gold coin and give you a promise: Rhine Augusta will set you free.”
Once put into the wooden box, according to the rules, it will force a deal .
Next, it’s time to torture classmate Rhine.
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Morris was sweating profusely and almost speechless.
This is too sexy.
Looking at Lin En's behavior of using the cycle and the Greed Box to pull repeatedly, he felt a little scared for the first time in his life.
After all, being able to come up with such a crooked idea means that you can also use the same dirty trick to kill him.
I don’t know how much this guy holds a grudge and whether he will settle the score later.
Rhine, on the other hand, looked at the scene in the mirror without saying a word, seemingly finding it difficult to accept.
“If I were you, I would go to him and apologize right now.”
Looking at the pale Rhine, Milani curled her lips and said.
The level difference between the two is too big. In Linn's eyes, he may be just a clown.
hateful!
Damn it! ! !
At this moment, Rhine's heart was filled with anger.
I thought I could vent my anger, but in the end, it turned out to be that guy showing off his skills alone.
Rheinland does not accept this result!
With his arrogant character, how could he take the initiative to apologize to Lin En?
Thinking of this, the livid Rhine was ready to leave here first.
But at this moment, Lin En in the mirror suddenly showed a strange-looking smile.
That smile made Rhine furious.
What are you crazy about? !
He was about to have a seizure when he suddenly saw a piece of paper in Lin En's hand.
I don’t know why, but a bad premonition suddenly appeared in Rhine’s heart.
Under the gaze of several people, Linn slowly displayed the note.
Looking at the content on the note, Milani's expression changed instantly.
"Quickly, hurry up and call Her Royal Highness! If he really throws the note into the wooden box, it will be terrible!"
"He wants to release the contents of the box!!!"
(End of Chapter)