"It's actually a paper man?" After hearing this, Xue Tianyuan immediately stood up from his seat, frowned and said, "Now we're in trouble."

Su Xing learned from the conversations among the passengers in the car.

Although the number of monsters in Nanbu Continent is small, and most of them are not stronger than Huajin level warriors, there are some that are more difficult to deal with.

This ‘paper man’ is one of them.

The paper man is one of the "monster" types. It has a physical body and can be killed. Its strength is generally no more than that of a Huajin-level warrior.

But the power of paper people does not lie in their individual strength, but in their numbers.

They usually move in groups, and most of them are no less than ten in number. Even Huajin-level warriors can only take a detour when they see them.

In the carriage, a passenger proposed a countermeasure: "How about we simply let the caravan warriors hold down the paper figures, and the remaining people can take the opportunity to escape?"

"impossible."

Li Lingsong shook his head and said: "I only brought one Jin-level warrior when I came out this time. Including Uncle Xue's two masters, there are only three people in total. How can I hold off those paper figures?"

On the other side, Xue Tianyuan also shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Separate a group of warriors to hold back the paper figures, let’s not say whether they can hold back this issue.

From a warrior's point of view, how could they risk their lives to hold back Gui Wei for the sake of the mortals in the caravan?

When faced with danger, it's good that they won't be the first to run away.

Under the pressure of the paper people, everyone quickly got out of the carriage and began to discuss which people in the team should be sacrificed.

Facing the weirdness of the paper man, victory is not entirely dependent on force. The problem can also be solved by sacrificing some people.

The reason why the paper people were born is unknown, and their purpose is also unclear.

But every time these monsters appear, they will carry a paper sedan in the middle of the road and stop the passers-by they meet.

As for passers-by who are stopped, they have two options:

One is to rely on one's own force to win a head-on battle, or to forcefully break out of the siege of paper people and escape.

However, although the passengers in the caravan, including Li Lingsong and Xue Tianyuan, were equipped with martial arts, most of them were just practicing martial arts warriors.

Putting these people in the world, they can be considered second-rate at best.

The strength gap between the caravan and the paper figures is too large. It is not wise to rely on force to win, or to force a breakout.

So there is only the second option left:

Select some people from the caravan to go to the deceased and "voluntarily" enter the paper sedan, so that the paper people can retreat on their own.

As for how to choose...

In order to allow everyone to "volunteer to die", there would be no chaos caused by forced escape after being selected.

among the crowd.

Xue Tianyuan suggested: "In my humble opinion, let's just draw lots to decide life and death. This seems fair."

As soon as this statement came out, the weaker or low-status people in the caravan all agreed.

"This method is good. The person who is drawn can only blame himself for his bad luck, and he has no one to blame!"

"I also agree, this method is fair enough!"

‘Boom’!

On the official road.

While everyone was discussing, the sound of gongs suddenly came from the paper man team, as if urging everyone to make a decision as soon as possible.

Li Lingsong, who knew the characteristics of the paper man, also explained aloud at this moment: "This paper man knocks the gong to urge us to get on the sedan. Let's pick him out quickly!"

in the crowd.

Su Xing resisted the idea of ​​standing up for everyone and asked aloud: "If you want to get rid of those paper people, how many people do you need to sit in the paper sedan?"

Li Lingsong was startled when he heard this and said uncertainly: "It depends on how many paper figures there are. Generally speaking, the number of people who need to sit in the sedan will not exceed one-third of the paper figures."

At this moment, there were eleven paper figures surrounding the caravan.

Then according to Li Lingsong, at least three to four people need to sit on the paper sedan.

In this case, Su Xing gave up the idea of ​​standing up for everyone...

Although none of the paper people are stronger than Huajin-level warriors, Wei Wei is Wei Wei after all, and he may use some unimaginable methods.

Although Su Xing is not a villain, she is also not a holy mother.

If there were too many casualties in the caravan, he might forcefully stand up for everyone out of good intentions, but if only four people died...

Thinking of this, Su Xing stopped talking and just mingled with the crowd and watched the changes.

Drawing lots is quite easy.

The place Su Xing was in was a caravan traveling between various trading towns, and the caravan carriage happened to be carrying bamboo chopsticks and bamboo tubes.

Maybe he wanted to express himself in front of Xue Tianyuan.

After Li Lingsong found four bamboo chopsticks and painted some cinnabar on them, he said loudly: "There are twenty-nine of us in total, so I took twenty-nine bamboo chopsticks, and then I painted four of them with cinnabar."

, whoever draws the cinnabar has to voluntarily go to the paper sedan, is that okay?"

‘Boom’!

As soon as Li Lingsong finished speaking, he saw the paper people ringing the gong again.

Before taking action, the paper people would ring the gong three times in total, and now it is the second time...

In other words, there is not much time left for Su Xing and others.

No one on Nanfanbuzhou has ever studied probability.

Although the probability of winning the ‘dead lot’ is the same no matter whether you draw first or later, there are always some smart people who think that the one who draws first has an advantage.

If the first few people all draw the ‘live lot’, then the probability of the people at the back getting the ‘dead lot’ increases accordingly.

Therefore, these people believe that the probability of winning the live lottery in the first draw is greater.

So, one person in the crowd volunteered: "I'll be the first one to smoke."

After saying that, he stepped forward, gritted his teeth and pulled out a bamboo chopstick from the bamboo tube.

The next second, he looked ecstatic: "It's yellow! I got the 'live lottery'!"

Seeing this situation, the others couldn't help it: If the 'live lots' were all taken away by others, wouldn't the 'death lots' you draw get higher and higher?

So, after this person won the living lot, six more people came forward and drew the 'live lot'.

But when it came to the eighth person, a 'death lot' was finally drawn out of the bamboo tube.

Seeing this, Li Lingsong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the gong in the paper man's hand, and said apologetically to the person who won the lottery: "I'm sorry, my friend, please get in the sedan!"

"OK...."

The dead signer responded in a low tone and quickly glanced around.

The next second, he threw the bamboo chopsticks in his hand towards Li Lingsong's eyes. Regardless of whether he missed the target, he immediately ran away in the direction with the least number of paper figures.

However, Xue Tianyuan's warriors were also prepared.

Before the man could run a few steps, he was caught by one of the powerful warriors, who slashed his legs with a sword and dragged him into a paper sedan.

"No! Please don't drag me! I don't want to die!"

Not long after, there were violent shakings in the paper sedan, and then the screams of the deceased could be heard.

Obviously, this person must have experienced inhuman torture in the sedan chair.

Everyone present heard the roar and felt frightened. For a moment, no one dared to step forward to draw the 'lot of life and death'.

Seeing that the atmosphere was at a stalemate, Li Ling became anxious.

He then made a promise: "The person who wins the death lottery can leave his address, and after he dies, I can give your family ten years of life!"

Ten years of life is indeed quite attractive.

But the screams of the deceased before were indeed too miserable.

After everyone looked at each other, no one dared to step forward to draw lots.

In desperation, Su Xing walked out of the crowd and said with an indifferent expression: "Okay, I'll draw this lot!"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Although this book has lost traffic, I decided to continue writing it. If I don’t make money, I won’t make money.

If I don’t finish writing, I’ll be really upset!
Chapter completed!