e a decision for once – He doesnt know if its correct… When the fifth number wasnt three, he was shaken greatly already.

The man in black was stopped then, but they might not be able to stop him every single…

Suddenly, he realises its all quiet around him… Quiet for too long.

Ding Yi asks, her tone equally shaky, “were… right?”

A moment later, Laosan yells out, “were right! The sixth number is six!”

He exhales heavily and can feel his whole body giving out after all that tension. His brain is just blanked out now. He is still in disbelief that they are correct.

“Then the seventh number…” Ding Yi gulps to make her parched throat a little more comfortable, before continuing, “what should we try for the seventh number?”

Laosan has calmed back down a little, starting to think after taking a few deep breaths, “the seventh one… We only have three, five, eight, nine and ten.”

“Six is gone… So, the fifth one would be either eight, nine or ten.”

Then suddenly, their gazes meet in the dark as they shout in unison, “three!”

Since the fifth number wasnt three or five, then the possibility of the seventh one being three or five is now much greater; no guarantees, but it is at least much more likely than eight, nine or ten (TL: Because they dont even know if the string of numbers is that long).

Between three and five, since they decided to go in numerical order, theyll start with three.

One minute later, after another “number off!”, Laosan steels himself to shout, “three!”

Silence ensues.

“Were right!”

He proclaims loudly, and being so excited, he directly embraced Ding Yi, only realising what he just did after they separated…

Not that hes too concerned about their different genders, but more so that he could easily be accused of being a Carddealer for that.

With a wet blanket draped over him all at once, Laosan hesitantly and quietly explains, “sorry, I wasnt…”

“Thats alright,” Ding Yi is smiling, even though nobody could see it in the dark; she then says, “lets keep going.”

Laosan sighs in relief even though hes still uncertain, but the excitement and ecstasy has faded for sure. He can feel a little frustration at the Nightmares and the Tower in general, and also, a deep-seated sense of hopelessness.

Yes, theyre almost done with the mysteries in this Nightmare.

Yet, who would help them solve the mysteries chaining them here?

He takes a deep breath and then says with a slightly more gravelly tone, “then, the eighth number…”

Meanwhile, in the stream, after Lin Qin took away the big machete from the man in black, they enter a standstill.

Or more like, the man in black and Mu Jiashi are both simply in shock. Lin Qin does a few practice swings and offers a compliment while nodding, “this is pretty good.”

Mu Jiashi & the man in black “…”

Xü Beijin then quietly moves the stream over to the pitch black bedroom and bore witness to the whole number guessing charade alongside the viewers.

The viewers seem underwhelmed, typing, “hey, looks like the counting isnt too hard either”

“If its merely non-repeating integers from one to ten, they can even try listing all possibilities and trying them out one by one, since its not many; they are definitely lucky though that they remembered how the little boy counted outside the Nightmare”

“makes sense, dalao, because if they didnt know, everythingd really be up in the air”

“hey, even if there are all these unreliables here, there are also more reliable ppl here than the last it looks like”

“it remains to be seen whether the reliable people can carry the unreliable ones”

“so the 8th number…”

“Beibei! Beibei, any thoughts?”

Xü Beijin turns his attention to the comments when he sees his name floating across the comments, and gives the question some thought before answering, “the eighth number could now be five, eight, nine or ten, though according to what they discussed, theyll probably pick eight.”

“Eh? Beibei, do you think the eighth number isnt eight?”

“Probably not,” Xü Beijin shakes his head and explains, “you see, all seven numbers up to the seventh one were one, two, seven, four, unknown, six and three. There are four numbers, five, eight, nine and ten remaining. Do you notice something odd about them?”

“… ill admit im stupid”

“Im so not suited for this game [cry emoji]”

“Beibei, you also noticed?”

“its the dalao! i knew it, the dalao has telepathic abilities with Beibei”

Xü Beijin couldnt help but smile noticing that comment.

Then he explains, “the reason its strange, is that the three consecutive numbers from eight, nine and ten are still unassigned at this point, because there are only four potential numbers remaining.”


“uh, i got the first part i guess”

“If ten numbers are required in total, from one to ten, (TL: And given some numbers are randomised), it is highly unlikely, statistically, for eight, nine and ten, all three consecutive numbers to still remain entirely unassigned by the seventh number”

Xü Beijin nods to concur, “this means that, for the fifth, eighth, ninth and tenth place to happen to exactly be the numbers five, eight, nine and ten, would approximately occur with a probability of…” he pauses only briefly before answering, “four percent.” (TL: Havent done the maths myself, but this is probably just calculating the likelihood that 5, 8, 9 and 10 just happen to be arranged in some random order in the 5th, 8th, 9th and 10th position)

“oh, ok, i see that probability is low”

“We know that the seven numbers prior were all jumbled up, so the fact that there are still three consecutive picks available by the eighth number is highly unlikely. This unlikeliness increased the more numbers they reported without having assigned eight, nine and ten at all.”

“… wait i still dont understand! so what if the fifth eighth ninth and tenth were 5 8 9 and 10, maybe 10 is the fifth and 5 8 and 9 for the eighth ninth and tenth positions respectively, thats still jumbled right? it could just have been some rare case?”

Xü Beijin smiles to explain, “youre correct, but since we are guessing, we would first consider situations that are most likely to occur, therefore…”

Before he could finish explaining, though, the pitch black room is filled with another wrathful “number off!”

The sudden hug with Ding Yi meant their thoughts were pretty chaotic for the minute. They didnt think about the numbers all that much, so going with what they discussed, Laosan immediately says, “eight…”

The moment he spoke, Ding Yi reflexively yells out, “wait…”

Too bad, that the simple, single-syllable word has already jumped out of Laosans throat at that point.

The bedroom is all silent.

The moment the Missiontakers are about to celebrate…

That is when, back in the corridor, among the three people still in a standoff, the man in black suddenly makes a vicious chuckle and say, “a useless piece of trash that cant even count properly…”

The next second, his form disappears!

Mu Jiashi mutters in shock, “how could this be…”

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