Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Master Zhao, let's go." The budgerigar spoke suddenly, breaking the deadlock.

"Okay." Mr. Zhao took the golden ten-sided dice, and then went directly to the side deck railing, and began to climb down.

Below was the yacht that had just returned from the fog pack.

Miss Ma became anxious immediately, and looked at Old Man Bai.

Old man Bai waved his hand directly.

The bodyguards burst into gunshots, and the moment the old man waved his hand, Miss Ma squatted down, regardless of the wetness and coldness of the deck, and lay half of her body on the ground.

The bullet struck in the blink of an eye, but the budgerigar flew behind Mr. Zhao, and with a wave of its wings, the bullet fell all over the ground.

Wen Rensheng shook his head when he saw this, some people still don't believe that the times have changed now.

Since the appearance of the foggy area in the Pacific Ocean and its mutation, the erosion of the mysterious world has further intensified, the power of aliens has increased greatly, the effect of mysterious power has increased, and even ordinary weapons have failed against them.

As small as bullets, knives and guns, as large as torpedo missiles, they are all within this range.

Only physical attacks involving mystical powers can harm them.

This is equivalent to adding a layer of invisible protective shield to them by the mysterious power. If this is not broken first, it is impossible to harm them with conventional means.

The budgerigar looked back at the bodyguards coldly.

They were all terrified.

But what made them rejoice was that the other party did not kill them.

They subconsciously thought that the bird had a good heart.

However, Wen Rensheng understood that this budgerigar was only worried that excessive killing would make it a target of the inspectorate.

After all, the two of them have been in contact for a long time, and he understands this guy's cruelty and inwardness best.

At this time, Mr. Zhao had already boarded the yacht. Not long after, the yacht started, and the direction was the fog wall.

"Damn it, hate it!" Miss Ma saw that it was irreversible, so she could only beat the deck desperately.

The old man Bai was also desperately pressing the satellite phone, but there was no response from the phone.

"What a broken phone, what inspectorate, go to hell!" He was so angry that he threw the phone into the sea.

"Boom" a loud crack sounded from the sea water.

The phone exploded.

The gushing sea water poured over everyone on the deck, and everyone was soaked.

Of course Wen Rensheng knew that the phone would not explode, it was just a small vent for the budgerigar, and it had tampered with it.

He controlled the seagull and chased it closely.

Others can't see this seagull either, because he turned on the stealth mode.

He wanted to see what the Inspectorate would do.

You won't really let Mr. Zhao go, will you?

Although I don't know what the value of that golden dice is, it is a strategic item after all, and it is impossible to let it flow to Nanzhou.

The speed of the yacht was very fast, and it didn't take long before it approached the fog wall.

When it was about to pass through, a long sea chain suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea.

The chain is very long, and there are iron pillars every five meters.

The iron pillars and the chains are branded with mysterious patterns.

Wen Rensheng could tell at a glance, isn't this the most commonly used block chain to block disasters?

"It is forbidden to carry mysterious items and go to the North and South Continents." A voice came from an iron pillar.

"Migration is my right. I can go wherever I like. This thing is mine too. I can take it wherever I like!" Mr. Zhao roared crazily, completely ignoring the inspector's prestige in the past.

"Yes, don't you claim to be the guardians of the people? Now that the people want to leave your guardianship, are you going to forcefully stop them for the treasures on them? If this is the case, then I will make this matter Make it public and let everyone see your true face." The budgerigar said grimly.

Wen Rensheng immediately understood its plan. It turned out that the drunken man didn't care about drinking, but cared about the hearts of the people.

Tie Zhu was silent.

It is caught in a dilemma.

Let the other party go, and the other party will take away the precious mystery.

If you keep the other party, the other party will steal the more precious hearts of the people.

Whatever you do is wrong.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, it's all my fault, blame me for giving you too much freedom...

Wen Rensheng couldn't stand it anymore, obviously the guy on duty was still a bit stupid.

"Hmph, you only own one-third of this thing, and the other two-thirds are in other people's hands. You can go wherever you like, but you can't steal things from Dongzhou and then run away. Blame us for arresting you and dealing with it properly." Seagull revealed his figure and opened his mouth.

Seeing this, the budgerigar flapped its wings and went through the fog wall, leaving Mr. Zhao and slipping away.

"You, you!" Mr. Zhao was stunned. He never thought that the seemingly mighty budgerigar would be frightened to the point of shit when it saw a seagull.

Wen Rensheng knew why, if he hadn't deliberately let the other party go, and kept the long line, the budgerigar would not be able to escape at all.

This guy knows how powerful he is, probably just sensed his breath.

There is no way, the domineering aura around him can no longer be concealed by a few mysterious skills.

Then a chain suddenly emerged from the sea, and then firmly bound the stunned Mr. Zhao.

Wen Rensheng didn't miss this opportunity, stepped forward and snatched the golden dice from his hand.

The mysterious seed, the analysis is completed in an instant.

"Ten-sided dice of a narrow escape: If there is more than 10% probability of success in doing something, then roll the dice ten times before doing something. The first nine times the thing must fail, and the last time it must succeed."

"Mystery: 888."

"Mysterious Composition: On the Importance of Pad Knife, Number of Uses (1)."

Pad knife?

Wen Rensheng was taken aback when he saw this word. People who don't play many games really don't understand the meaning of this concept.

It means that when strengthening or synthesizing certain equipment, profiteers will design a success probability, such as 100% for the first time, 75% for the second time, 50% for the third time, 25% for the fourth time, and so on.

However, in order to prevent too many failures from causing players to abandon the pit, some profiteers will design that if they fail a certain number of times, they will surely succeed, or the probability of success will increase greatly.

Based on this rule, the concept of padding appeared, that is, in the case of strengthening with a very small probability, first use some junk equipment to strengthen, so that the number of failures can be superimposed to a certain extent, and then strengthen the equipment you want.

Of course, this kind of design, Dongzhou in this world, has long been canceled because of violations.

Now the game must clearly indicate all kinds of probabilities, and it is no longer possible to engage in hidden ones. If you design a rule that guarantees success, you also need to tell the player how many times they fail before they can surely succeed, and you can't let the player touch it by themselves.

This ten-sided dice is a prop that guarantees success.

Its preciousness can be imagined.

The probability of success for many things can be estimated.

It's a pity that it has a number of uses, but then again, if it can be used indefinitely, Wen Rensheng would still worry that it is a trap.

After all, it is a bit outrageous that a fog bag that has just appeared can produce such a powerful mysterious thing.

Just as Wen Rensheng was thinking, a patrol boat had already sailed over.

The rest was simple, take the person away, and Wen Rensheng also gave the item to the patrolman who arrested Mr. Zhao.

Although this dice is precious, but his eyelids are not so shallow, he has to keep it for himself now.

If he wants to use it, he just needs to make an application.

Well, after Wenren was promoted to offline, he made an application... to get a good position first.

Because he really wanted to use this prop.