CH 172

Chapter 172 - I believe in probabilities, and I also believe in miracles (1)

If she was thrown into the lake, she could still come up with a way to save herself. If she was lucky, she might even find an opportunity to kill her captor once they were seperated from the group and not get thrown into the lake.

But now, in front of so many people, she only had one option. Kill a zombie.

She felt like she was suffering so much. If she was alone, it wouldn't be difficult for her to kill a zombie. But, if she had to do it without exposing her pocket space, that was very difficult.

Sure enough, Qiu Ji said to Bei Nuan, "Little girl, I'm giving you a chance. If you enter the cage and win, I won't throw you into the lake."

He turned his head and asked his brother, "Big Bro, what do you think?"

Qiu Zhengxun didn't object this time. He looked over Bei Nuan's petite figure and solemnly nodded, happily accepting Qiu Ji's idea. In his mind, throwing her into the cage was no different from throwing her into the lake.

Qiu Ji left his seat, walked over to Bei Nuan, glanced at his brother, and lowered his voice to say, "It's certain death if you're thrown into the lake. Although it's scary to enter the cage, there's a high probability that you'll survive. You're quite brave. How about taking a gamble?"

Bei Nuan knew that he was right. For normal people, they were better off trying to kill a zombie than being tied up and thrown into the lake. He really was giving her an opportunity to live.

She had no other choice. She could only nod.

Qiu Ji smiled at Bei Nuan and gave her a good idea.

"Once you enter the cage, there will be weapons laid out on the table for you to choose. I suggest that you choose the gun. Since we started this game, the win rate for people that chose the gun is about 50% while the people that chose the other two weapons had a win rate of less than 20%."

Even a fool would know that choosing the gun was the best option. To have a better chance with a knife than a gun, the individual would need to practice up to Lu Xingchi and Jiang Fei's levels.

The problem was that she had never used a pistol before. She only had experience using semi-automatic rifles to shoot practice targets during military training in school.

(T/N: China has mandatory military training for high school and college students. )

At the time, she had been so excited about touching a gun for the first time that she accidentally pulled the trigger. As soon as that happened, the bullets went flying off everywhere. She didn't hit her target even once and got an embarrassing zero on her score.

A pistol would probably work the same way, right?

Extremely worried, Bei Nuan looked over the big metal cage on the stage again. She didn't know that she looked so pitiful right now. Her eyes had unshed tears, and her lips were pursed. She looked like she was going to cry at any moment.

Qiu Ji looked at her and suddenly pleaded with Qiu Zhengxun, "Big Bro, she didn't make any big mistakes. She was just too playful and entered a place she shouldn't have. How about just letting her off this time?"

Bei Nuan suddenly felt that Qiu Ji wasn't that bad. At the very least, he was better than his brother.

Qiu Zhengxun scoffed. "Every place has its rules. If you make exceptions every day, no one will respect you. Sooner or later, those laborers will walk all over you."

He didn't give his younger brother any face.

Qiu Ji's smile dimmed. He looked at Bei Nuan again and took out the pistol at his waist.

"Have you used a pistol before?" Qiu Ji asked.

Bei Nuan honestly shook her head.

"Come here, try using this gun. The gun in the cage is the same as this one." Qiu Ji nimbly took out the bullets from the gun and gave the empty gun to Bei Nuan.

The gun was completely black. The barrel part was made of metal, and the rest of the gun looked like it was made of plastic. It was much lighter than she thought and only slightly heavier than an ordinary collapsible umbrella.

"You don't have much strength. Use both hands to hold the gun. If you only use one hand, it might not be stable."

Qiu Ji had Bei Nuan hold the gun with both hands, adjusted her posture, and instructed her on how to aim the gun.