Ju Zizhou sighed and threw away the dice: "It seems that neither of us can use this thing."

"You mean, will they use it?" Ying Zheng pointed to the nobles who were like moths in the light: "They have the intention of taking luck?"

"Yes, they usually feel that they will be the lucky one."

"But the actual situation is not the case?" Ying Zheng smiled.

"This game only eliminates two-thirds of people at a time."

"They feel they can always do that lucky third."

"One-third?" Ying Zheng calculated briefly and suddenly realized: "So that's the case."

A foot of one foot can take half of it every day, and it will last forever.

"But the actual situation is that the number of people is not scattered. When the game is played in the first round, two-thirds are eliminated, one-third are left, and by the second round, the remaining people are only one-nine of the original, and then one-twenty-seven..."

Finally, there will always be an oligarch who will eat up all the flesh and blood of all contestants.

And the vast majority of them will be the last potential rations that exist.

This will not change because of their luck in the first round.

As long as the game exists, their destiny is already destined!

Either win or die.

"And the last winner among them." Ying Zheng smiled and a little childish.

When the game appeared, the last winner was already placed on the chopping board by Ju Zizhou and Ying Zheng!

The game at this time is just a small prop that incites them to kill each other.

The ultimate goal of the two is to cultivate another group of people with larger numbers, more complex requirements and more humble status when these wastes are fighting each other.

Finally, no matter whether these wastes who are currently speculating in the field can decide an oligarch in this fountain, they will die!

The two people took advantage of the ability of the existence of "Qin State" to stir up the desires of those people below who should have corresponding demands hundreds of years later, thus promoting the operation of the general trend.

As the trend comes, even if the mantis and stones before the wheels are finally decided, the fat mantis king and the little stone emperor, what are they?

"A such an illusory game is just a toy after all." Ying Zheng sang in the night wind.

That is the song of Chu.

"Every time and again, the bones saw the reminder, pay attention to the charm of ghosts in the middle of the night."

"After all, the world is not about these games that eat each other. This game cannot create any new value. It can only flow among this group of people at this time to help those with more money quickly harvest the money in the hands of those with less money."

"Yes, the most important thing is..." Ying Zheng took a sip of water and said along.

Halfway through speaking, hesitated.

Because as you say, the next sentence is "The most important thing is to create new value."

Ying Zheng knows Ju Zizhou.

So he understood that the context at this time, the situation at this time, what Ju Zizhou said, what Ju Zizhou wanted him to say were all things with clear directions.

"Value?" Ying Zheng asked, "Is there any solution?"

"Women peeled off their silk and decorating their cocoons and weaving them in a picture-like manner. This is the value; workers knocked on stones and made metallurgical, and made iron armor cold, which is the value; palace people cleaned the environment and washed the spotless dust, which is the value!"

Ying Zheng frowned.

"Then this 'value' seems to be a bit big."

"Who knows whether it's big or not?" Ju Zizhou asked himself: "It depends on whether it's big or not."

"Then let's take a walk."

...

In the early morning, Zhao Gao, who had been staying up all night, blinked his eyes, rubbed his wrists, and raised his head to see Ying Zheng's face.

He asked in a daze, "Your field... Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng glanced at him, picked up the bamboo slips on the table, and slowly looked through them.

"I didn't expect that these two sides would unite like this!" Ying Zheng smiled, not surprised, just a simple smile. It was expected and reasonable to laugh.

The royal family of Qin State united with the relatives of Chu State!

Together they forged dozens of transactions, finally raised the price of the field cards, and disposaled most of the field cards in their hands.

However, the military aristocrats of Qin, which were originally the most powerful, could not unite.

They are independent of each family.

One family, one family, thousands of people.

They each have their own interests and regard everyone as enemies and strictly guard against them. So they fight each other, and their common interests and demands cannot emerge as a result.

The Grandmaster and the relatives of Chu are of the same clan as the same surname and clan, so they naturally have a certain foundation of trust.

As long as one or two people have a demand, they will naturally unite.

Join forces to commit fraud and harm those who fight on their own.

Originally, the royal family and the national relatives were relatively high-income in terms of funds. Now they have joined forces to make fakes to specifically harm those who fight on their own. Isn’t that easy to win?

"This one after another, looking at the prosperity of Jincuo, is actually just their left hand in and right hand in!" Ying Zheng looked at all the records, shook his head, and was indifferent.

"I thought there would be some brilliant trick, but that's all!"

It is very simple to bully the small by bullying others by virtue of power.

Actually, think about it the other way around.

Ying Zheng thought that this would be good.

To be simple, the simpler it is, the more it is impossible to break the deadlock.

"It's great, it's great!" Ying Zheng yawned, went back and looked at Ju Zizhou who had already died of sleep, and shook his head: "Senior brother, our methods are so simple."

The most important thing to bully people is how to raise a general trend that is enough to bully people.

And they are on the way now!

It was bright and bright.

After a night of anxiety, the nobles came to the palace and found Zhao Gao.

They connect with each other, looking for the most recent successful deal.

They are looking for buyers, preparing to raise prices and harvest.

However, overnight, they found that the vigorous transactions yesterday seemed to have completely disappeared.

Zhao Gao sat there, bored and even wanted to laugh.

The nobles looked at each other, and they had a familiar one, and they were connected to each other. When they asked, they all held the field signs in their hands and were about to find the next one for sale.
Chapter completed!