Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 370 - 270 Air Chips

Chapter 370: Chapter 270 Air Chips

Fifteen minutes ago.

Fushimi Roku was in the bathroom stall contemplating strategies, pondering over and over, feeling that this matter couldn’t be concealed.

He held a dagger to his calf, contemplating whether to use other scars to cover the bullet hole... then thought better of it, fearing he might slice his own tendon and become handicapped.

As he was thinking, Fushimi Roku suddenly realized he was getting his priorities wrong.

He came to the Aum Truth Sect headquarters primarily to treat the Nue Poison, secondly to rescue Minamoto Tamako and others, and incidentally to clean up the Aum Truth Sect.

Now the Aum Truth Sect is cleaned up, and Minamoto Tamako seems safe, but what about the Nue Poison in his body?

He had asked Matsusaka Shintaro; Nue Tea here is the Divine Tree, the Aum Truth Sect never considered how to ’detoxify’. After all, in the eyes of the cult, the Divine Tree carries Divine Power and isn’t poisonous; similarly, international laboratories focus on life extension and won’t invest resources in researching detoxification... so there’s no detoxification agent.

To painstakingly research detoxification methods like Fukuyama Toshin is truly unique, like the scorpion’s special standpoint.

Fushimi Roku calculated, realizing his life was waning, with little time remaining, already half-way to the grave, so why hesitate?

With this thought, he no longer cared about others’ opinions!

Fushimi Roku’s mind cleared, and he decided to live freely. He pushed open the stall door and leisurely wandered to the flat level, strolling through the core members’ quarters, finding a nicely decorated bathroom and took a hot shower.

Afterward, he cauterized the wound with bullet primers, completely stopping the bleeding, wrapped it in gauze, and once he put on pants, there was no evident trace.

The prerequisite was not to walk briskly.

The core members of the sect had poor taste in clothing; Fushimi Roku rummaged through the wardrobe, carefully selected an outfit he found satisfactory, skipped the headwear, and walked out openly.

Through the "Hide and Seek" trial, Fushimi Roku had already realized that the Aum Truth Sect wasn’t the actual authority of the island – if he wanted to rescue Minamoto Tamako and others, he had to deal with the trial organizers.

With a chance to escape, Matsusaka Shintaro put in 120% effort, fully exerting his subjective initiative, taking the lead to search the archives warehouse for construction blueprints, and after a thorough search found the hidden central control room.

Fushimi Roku again went alone, uninvited, to find the mastermind streaming.

After some not-so-friendly exchanges, the mastermind successfully persuaded Fushimi Roku to initiate a gamble, using the lives of Minamoto Tamako and others as leverage.

During the negotiation, Fushimi Roku questioned: Freedom is indeed everyone’s chip; taking away others’ freedom and then forcing participants to win back their freedom is obviously unreasonable.

Thus, the mastermind proposed to ’raise the stakes.’

They didn’t gamble points or tickets, but lives.

At the moment, Yakou Shichi was explaining the gamble details profusely.

Firstly, to ensure fairness, both parties were thoroughly searched, carrying no communication tools or cheating devices; secondly, the arbitrator would ensure both sides received their chips; if the mastermind lost, the second-ranked designer would take over her work, ensuring Cat Island’s continued operation; finally, the gamble rules were formulated by a third party, unknown to both parties beforehand.

Moriyama Yasurou loudly questioned who the ’third party’ was, suspecting the mastermind might know the rules beforehand and feign ignorance.

Yakou Shichi patiently provided an answer that left her speechless.

"The third party is your compatriots and the second-ranked designer. Both jointly review and acknowledge the fairness, strength of the game rules, and only then will the rules take effect."

To protect individual privacy, when Yakou Shichi announced the name, the Seven Sins Temple’s small TV silenced it.

"Kazama Tatsuya... is that the name?"

Yakou Shichi put on a mini-earpiece, wore a headset; the arbitrator brought a table, sat at its edge showing the host’s demeanor: "If you have no objections, the gamble is officially valid, please wait, it’ll start soon... even if you object, it won’t change a thing, I’m just reading a script."

He pre-emptively blocked Minamoto Tamako’s lips as she raised her little hand then dropped it.

This gamble would be streamed live, necessary to make the investors feel valued. This sort of law-defying super reality show has inherent viewing thresholds – as both spectators and participants, the profit it brings is evident.

To protect individual privacy, both parties need to wear headgear; participants also need to wear masks. The two parties used codes for identification, the mastermind’s code was "Fox Princess", and Fushimi Roku’s was "Oni Slayer." Both wore a fox headgear and a demon Noh Mask.

All preparations were in place, the arbitrator brought cards to the square, commenced reading the gamble rules. He took the metal disc just inserted, loudly declaring: "This is the gamble’s chip, each chip holds 80 liters of compressed air; each holds 25 chips, your ’lifeline’!"

"As you see, the glass chamber will be filled with water, both participants will gamble underwater—the metal cans are both chips and participants’ breathing oxygen!"

"In other words, when one side loses breathing chips completely, they will drown!"

At the moment his words fell, the chairs of Fushimi Roku and Fox Princess vibrated, simultaneously emitting a crisp sound, mechanisms unfolding, metal shackles locking their feet.

"Indeed, this gamble only ends when one drowns!"

Upon hearing this, Minamoto Tamako’s fingers trembled, standing outside the retractable belt, she stared at Fushimi Roku’s side profile—indeed it was him!

But how did Mr. Fushimi get on the island?

When did he arrive?

It seems Mr. Fushimi is not injured. As expected, he isn’t the dog-headed man... I’ve guessed it right, Mr. Fushimi really came to save them!

However, Mr. Fushimi’s situation seems quite dire now.

Minamoto Tamako was a good child since childhood, often hearing adults say ’nine out of ten gamblers lose’. Even if Mr. Fushimi’s IQ is higher than Einstein’s, he will still lose if he’s unlucky... After all, it’s not like Einstein can win every time he flips a coin, right?

She felt a sense of worry for Mr. Fushimi in her heart.

On the other side, the arbitrator continued: "So, how do we determine whether a person has drowned?"

"A normal person drowning goes through five stages: ’mental panic’, ’skin turning blue’, ’muscle relaxation’, ’brief resurgence’, and ’heart stopping’." fre ewebnove l.com

"When a small amount of water enters the windpipe, a person will instinctively hold their breath, falling into mental panic and continuously struggling, desperately clinging to anything, even if it’s just a straw;"

"Continuous cessation of breathing causes the carbon dioxide concentration in the blood to rise, leading to blue skin, and body convulsions. This is the most agonizing stage;"

"Once consciousness is lost, the muscles will relax, pupils dilate, and reflexes disappear, becoming a floating corpse. But there’s still a chance for resuscitation;"

"In the fourth stage, one might suddenly awaken from a coma, similar to a dying beast taking a deep breath. If they don’t inhale enough oxygen, they’ll fall into a coma again, thus entering the fifth stage—total death."

"Since both sides engage in a betting game underwater, it takes time to confirm heart and lung cessation. Verification becomes difficult after the fourth stage. The game will determine loss once the contestant shows signs of the third stage..."

"That is, muscle relaxation, body naturally floating, and the buttocks leaving the chair for ten seconds!"

"After reading for ten seconds, a drawer beside the winner’s table will pop open, containing a key to unlock the shackles, allowing them to float upward and breathe!"

At this point, the mechanism of winning and losing in the game has become clear.

Not only were the few people in the square emotionally stirred, but the participants in the Seven Sins Temple were also drawn in, with the broadcast viewership soaring rapidly after the rules were introduced.

The arbitrator continued to introduce: "Ladies and gentlemen, please look at the table!"

The camera slowly zoomed forward, and Minamoto Tamako stood on tiptoe to look into the glass chamber, only to see a stack of metal cards placed on the table.

"The cards are made of pure gold, they won’t float, totaling 10 cards. After shuffling, each side draws 5 cards..."

"The rules are very simple!"

"Participants use one card to compete each time, required to pay a box of chips as a base for each round, and they can raise the stakes after revealing the cards."

"Each person only has five cards, which means they can engage in up to 5 rounds of betting!"

"Furthermore, the base bet increases each round, one box of chips for the first round, two boxes for the second round...and so on, with the fifth round having a base bet of five boxes of air chips!"

At this point, the arbitrator put down the cards in hand and announced facing the camera while wearing a cat face mask:

"Well then..."

"Everything is ready..."

"Now, start filling with water!"

Minamoto Tamako was shocked. She looked up and saw water jets spraying from the porthole at the top of the glass chamber, drenching the two of them in an instant, submerging their knees.

Fushimi Roku gazed down at the Fox Princess through the Noh Mask.

Upon meeting the Fox Princess for the first time, he felt she looked somewhat familiar, especially those eyes, and he couldn’t shake the feeling he’d seen that gaze somewhere before, but he couldn’t remember where.

"What is it?" The Fox Princess suddenly teased, locking eyes with him, "Are you wondering if my skirt will float?"

"Sorry, I’m not interested in women."

Fushimi Rokuki shot back without hesitation, drawing a card made of pure gold. Seeing this, the Fox Princess skipped over the topic, drawing a card in quick succession. The two took turns drawing five cards each, silently scrutinizing their hands.

Meanwhile, Moriyama Yasurou couldn’t help but ask the arbitrator: "You mentioned the game would be determined with a card, but what are the rules for the competition? Is it comparing size or points?"

As soon as he said this, Yakou Shichi chuckled mockingly: "How can it be comparing size when you place bets after revealing cards? Did you even listen to the rules? This is why dealing with fools is tiresome..."

He sat with one leg crossed over the other by the table, looking anything but a serious host. After mocking Moriyama Yasurou, he continued:

"Indeed, deducing the complete rules of victory and defeat is also part of the game."