I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today Chapter 576 – Chapter 576: Chapter 576: King or Subject

Chapter 576: Chapter 576: King or Subject
 

“Vassals who fail in the plundering war will not become puppets but will lose puzzle pieces;

Vassals who win in the plundering war will not get rewards, all the spoils are handed over to the King, and the King has the right to distribute rewards.

When a vassal holds no puzzle pieces, the vassal is demoted to a commoner and leaves the battlefield.

… ”

With the Inspector’s explanation, the wall became illuminated once again with texts, displaying the complicated rules one by one before everyone’s eyes—

When you say it’s complicated, it’s actually not, it’s nothing more than the system letting a group of players slaughter each other.

But to say it’s simple, it’s not simple, because it involves two different identities:

The King, and the vassal.

The Inspector asked everyone with a smile, “So… do you choose to be the King, or the vassal? Or do you choose to quit the war and completely give up the chance to complete the puzzle? You have 10 hours to consider it.”

After speaking, the figure of the Inspector disappeared, leaving only the text of the rules on the wall.

Almost immediately, some people started to back out.

Su Man was one of them.

Not long ago, she was excited about acquiring three puzzle pieces, but now she just felt like she was holding a hot potato!

“I can’t, I can’t do it…” Su Man regretted ruthlessly, “I can’t do it…”

She knew very well her capabilities, if she were to enter the game with her comrades, she might be able to play a role, but if she were to enter the game alone, playing games of wits and strategy, she wouldn’t stand a chance!

Lu Yuwen comforted her: “If you give up, the puzzle pieces will be recycled, you might as well choose to be a vassal. This way, even if you lose the game, there’s no danger, you will just lose one puzzle piece.”

“But who will be the King?” Su Man asked anxiously as she looked at her companions.

Vassals must rely on a King for survival.

A Yan Qingwen thought for a while, then looked at Shen Mo and Bai Youwei, “King or vassal, what have you two decided?”

Bai Youwei calmly replied, “The king has the right to distribute, can recruit vassals, punish vassals, definitely choosing to be the King~”

“But the risk of being the King is high.” Yan Qingwen analyzed calmly, “If a vassal loses the game, they only lose the puzzle piece, but if the King loses the game, they lose their life. This means that the King must maintain a winning streak in the war game in order to collect all the puzzle pieces.”

“The higher the risk, the higer the reward.” Bai Youwei said calmly, showing no intention of changing her mind, “The King can recruit vassals, get the vassals’ spoils, freely distribute rewards, and can demote vassals to commoners. With so many privileges, it’s normal for the risk to be a little higher.”

“Our original intention was to collect puzzle pieces, if we choose to be vassals, that would amount to voluntarily handing over our rewards, what’s the point in that?”

Yan Qingwen thought for a while, then turned his head to Shen Mo: “What about you?”

Shen Mo replied lightly: “I also choose to be the King.”

Yan Qingwen raised his lips slightly: “Not worried about internal competition?”

Shen Mo shook his head indifferently, “The King has one chance to surrender. This small detail is obviously designed to promote teamwork.

Internal competition can be resolved through surrender, but if there is only one King, the risk is too concentrated, which is even more disadvantageous.”

Once Bai Youwei fails, the remaining vassals will be a headless dragon, and they will have to rely on other Kings.”

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Yan Qingwen looked at Bai Youwei, then at Shen Mo: “So… it’s like you two have to maintain a winning streak, or you could die.”

Bai Youwei lazily propped her chin and asked him: “After all this babble, which side do you choose?””

“Me…” Yan Qingwen smiled, “I choose to be the King too.”

Bai Youwei laughed: “What, aren’t you afraid of dying?”

“Afraid, of course I am.” Yan Qingwen’s smile faded, “It’s just that, compared to dying, there are worse things to fear.”