The first round of Russian roulette ended with the starving ghost’s death. Bai Tang was not given much time to rest before the second round began quickly.
After the corpse was dragged away, the tavern owner took back the revolver and loaded two more bullets into the cylinder.
He reset the revolver and spun it once more to decide who would start among the three remaining players.
Unexpectedly, this time when the cylinder stopped spinning, the barrel pointed at the scarecrow.
Following the clockwise rule, the firing order became: Scarecrow — Werewolf — Bai Tang.
“The second round starts with Charles firing first,” the Barrel Butcher said coldly.
Knowing that the werewolf sitting after him was not easy to deal with and that it would be difficult to skip a position to target Bai Tang, the scarecrow did not waste any words.
He raised the gun to his own head and pulled the trigger.
Click—!
The first shot of the second round was a blank.
The revolver passed to the werewolf once again.
The starving ghost’s elimination had clearly sped up the game. When the revolver reached the werewolf, he raised it and pressed the barrel against his forehead.
After hesitating for a moment under everyone’s gazes, he pulled the trigger decisively.
Click—!
Another blank.
Just like in the first round, he spun the cylinder afterward and placed the revolver back on the table near Bai Tang.
“Miss Bai Tang, please take the gun.”
The moment Bai Tang picked up the revolver, she saw the information from the Eye of Breaking Delusions and frowned slightly.
The next shot was live again?
If in the first round Bai Tang had only suspected that the werewolf knew the position of the live round, then this round — when the werewolf once again spun the cylinder and placed a live round in her next shot — confirmed it 100%.
He was able to do this right under the noses of all the bizarre creatures. Just how was he doing it? And unlike the first round where he had been decisive, this time the werewolf seemed to hesitate for a moment.
“Please hurry, Miss Bai Tang,” the Barrel Butcher urged.
“Don’t rush me. I’m thinking,” Bai Tang replied calmly.
Thanks to the werewolf spinning the cylinder, she now had a rough idea of where the live rounds were located.
According to the rules of Russian roulette in the Goat Tavern, when loading bullets they usually avoided placing them in adjacent chambers to create more suspense.
There was no reason for the Goat Tavern to do things differently.
Knowing that the scarecrow’s first shot and the werewolf’s second shot were both blanks, combined with the werewolf’s decision to spin the cylinder and place a live round afterward, it meant the original third shot should also have been a blank.
Following the rule that bullets would not be placed adjacent to each other, the two live rounds in the cylinder should have been in the original fourth and sixth positions.
Bai Tang chose to spin the cylinder before firing.
She raised the revolver to her temple and pulled the trigger twice in succession.
Click—!
First shot: blank.
Click—!
Second shot: still a blank!
“Damn! What kind of insane luck is this? She casually dodged a 66.6% chance of death?!”
A spectator could not help but exclaim.
Many of the bizarre creatures’ attitudes toward Bai Tang began to change.
They had originally thought this human girl was just cute on the outside and as harmless as a little cake. Now it seemed her courage was truly something else.
Some even started feeling glad in their hearts that they were not the ones playing against her. Otherwise, they might actually have been played to death by this human girl.
“Looks like my luck is still pretty good~”
Bai Tang deliberately threw the werewolf’s words from the previous round back at him, making his teeth itch with anger. He could only snort coldly in frustration.
Bai Tang set the revolver down. The gun passed to the scarecrow once again.
The scarecrow clearly did not know the positions of the live rounds like the werewolf did. After thinking for a long time, he chose the “just here to participate” option and fired without spinning the cylinder.
Bang—!
After a deafening gunshot, the bullet struck one of the live rounds Bai Tang had set up. A hole blew open in the scarecrow’s head like a smashed watermelon.
“Haha, I can’t beat you guys. I’ll leave the table first.”
The scarecrow’s laughter rang out again, leaving Bai Tang stunned for a moment. Only after hearing the murmurs around her did she learn that although the bullet had entered the scarecrow’s head, the one who had actually died was someone else.
“A substitute?” Bai Tang was speechless. She had thought he was a fearless hothead, but it turned out he had prepared a scapegoat in advance.
Still, it did not change the fact that the scarecrow was eliminated.
Now, only Bai Tang and the werewolf remained at the table.
“The rules remain the same. For the third round, one additional live round will be added to the original two,” the Barrel Butcher announced loudly so both could hear clearly.
The third round of Russian roulette began.
This time, the revolver finally stopped with the barrel pointing at Bai Tang, giving her the first shot.
She raised the revolver. The Eye of Breaking Delusions provided the information at the same time.
[Next shot is a blank.]
She pulled the trigger.
Click—!
With three live rounds in the six-chamber cylinder, the odds were fifty-fifty. This shot was a blank.
Bai Tang did not spin the cylinder. She simply placed the revolver back down.
“Your turn, Mr. Werewolf.”
The werewolf picked up the revolver. Immediately afterward, Bai Tang heard the sound of him spinning the cylinder.
He pulled the trigger twice in succession.
Click—! Click—!
Two consecutive blanks.
In that instant, the positions of the three live rounds in the cylinder became crystal clear in Bai Tang’s mind.
Since the werewolf had not died and there were still two adjacent blanks remaining, she could rule out the layout of live rounds in positions ‘1, 3, 5’. The live rounds should be in positions ‘1, 3, 4’.
Meaning the loading order was ‘4, 1, 3’, which perfectly avoided placing rounds adjacent while leaving a single blank at ‘2’ and two adjacent blanks at ‘5’ and ‘6’.
The game had reached a stalemate.
Just as Bai Tang had expected, the revolver continued passing back and forth between her and the werewolf. Their actions were exactly the same.
Whenever they determined the next shot was live, they would spin the cylinder and move the next two shots to the absolutely safe blank positions ‘5’ and ‘6’.
Neither could do anything to the other.
At first it was fine, and they could stubbornly attribute it to luck. But after it happened several times, the watching crowd finally caught on.
Their eyes grew wider and wider as they stared in stunned silence.
“No way, bros. With their eyes completely covered so they can’t see each other’s actions, and under the penalty of extra shots with only a 16.6% chance, they avoid the live rounds perfectly every single time.”
“If you tell me you two aren’t cheating, I’ll eat this table!”
Is this kind of cheating really okay?
Have you guys thought about how the brothers who already died feel?!
“You’re accusing me of cheating?” Bai Tang spread her hands and threatened. “Accusing someone of cheating requires evidence. If you can’t provide any, slandering me will come back to bite you.”
Every round, she had carefully listened to the sounds and used her high intelligence to reason out the positions of the live rounds in the cylinder.
How could they completely dismiss her hard work just because she had a little help?