lcionline Chapter 332 Flower
Chapter 332 Flower
Harden's last words seemed to deny Howard's proposal, and the nun and May both unconsciously touched their weapons.
But only Howard knew that there was still hope.
Because if Harden really decides to turn against him, he won't ask the dead person's name.
"That's great." Harden sniffed. "I don't smell fear on you."
"Tell me, is it because of ignorance or fearlessness?" Harden asked.
Howard told Harden his guess.
"Okay, okay!" Harden nodded repeatedly, and then he asked, "Mr. Howard, what did you bet on at 50% probability?"
"A more rational gambler or a more impulsive investor," Howard said.
"Words, or flowers?" Harden took out a coin and asked. The coin was like a tiny sesame seed in his hand.
"I can change..."
Howard wanted to try a different approach. Although flipping a coin could increase the probability to 50%, Howard still hoped to make a decision using a more "safe" method.
Some things seem to have a 50% probability, but in fact they have a 100% probability.
Something that Om Messiah could influence.
"No." Harden rejected Howard's proposal: "I smell a trick. The orcs' patience has its limits. Mr. Howard, words, or flowers."
Suddenly Howard's heart started pounding.
"See, you were trying to make another suggestion just now. You were just trying to use trickery, right?" Harden smiled, his protruding lower fangs almost touching his eyeballs. "Words, or flowers?"
"Flowers," Howard said.
Then he sat down where he was, sitting upright.
Now that things have come to this, we can only take a gamble.
There is a fifty percent probability that he has tried his best to transform himself and others from fools into gamblers.
He also didn't offer to examine the coin, because that would have been pointless.
If Harden wanted to cheat, he wouldn't have waited until now.
Harden flipped the coin, and everyone's eyes followed the small metal disc, except Howard.
He was looking into Harden's eyes.
The coin was bounced by Harden's thumb, rose into the sky, rolled in the air, and fell.
The time it took for the coin to be tossed and then fell back down was only two or three seconds in reality, but to all the humans and elves present, it seemed like a century had passed.
The coin fell back into Harden's palm and was covered by Harden.
"Flowers," Harden said.
But while everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Howard did not.
Because Harden hasn't revealed his palms yet.
"Flowers." Harden said, "Mr. Howard, this is your choice, right?"
It seems that this orc was just reconfirming Howard's choice.
"Flowers." Howard nodded.
"Flowers." Harden spread out his palms.
"What are the new terms?" Howard asked.
"I haven't thought about that yet," Harden said. "How about this? I'll give you three chances. You each choose three combat-related areas, like shooting or fighting, and compete with me. Not just you, but those who hide behind armor can also participate if they have confidence. But you only have three chances."
Then Harden added: "If I lose once, I will give you this curse and let you go."
Howard: "I accept."
"You have half an hour to decide," Harden said.
"Come here, come here!" After getting Harden's permission, Howard quickly called the nun and May to come for a meeting, and also called several star soldiers hiding behind the Chimera.
"Let me make it clear that I'll take up a spot and compete with him in cooking. You know how delicious my cooking is." Howard said, "What about you? Do you have any special tricks that you think are invincible?"
"Cooking has nothing to do with fighting, does it?" the nun asked.
"Don't be so rigid! The quality of the food can directly affect the team's combat effectiveness!" Howard said. "Besides, I can propose it first. If it's rejected, can't I just change it?"
Sister and May agreed with Howard.
"I can smoke five cigarettes at the same time." Then an Astra Militarum soldier spoke up.
Howard: "What's so hard about smoking five cigarettes at the same time? I don't smoke, but I can stuff ten in my mouth if I really have to."
"This is my special skill," the Astra Militarum soldier continued. "I can light five cigarettes at once, swallow them whole, then drink a can of beer, and exhale them while the cigarettes are still burning."
"Uh..." Howard blinked, "That's really impressive."
"But this skill is useless in combat," Howard said. "And look at that orc's mouth. It's so big, he could easily stuff fifty cigarettes in it."
So this option was ruled out.
"I can use a piece of paper to calculate the equivalent of the explosion, and the error will not exceed 0.1 percent." Another Astra Militarum soldier said at this time.
Howard: "This skill is indeed useful on the battlefield, but how do you do it? Can you calculate it by formula?"
"No need to bother," the Imperial Guard replied. "Tear up the paper, throw it into the air, and wait for the shockwave to arrive and see how much the paper has deflected."
"Very strong." Howard applauded: "If you don't have better skills, then you can play."
In the subsequent discussion, Howard discovered that the Astra Militarum soldiers who came with him all had special skills, but not all of them were practical skills like measuring the explosive volume with a piece of paper, so he passed all of them except for measuring the equivalent.
After a round of discussion, it was finally Mei and the nun's turn.
"The skill I'm most proud of is my swordsmanship," Mei said. "I've practiced the Wind Dance of the Dancer's Way. In a normal sparring match, no one has ever been able to stand up to me."
"That's fine." Howard affirmed May's skills, then asked the nun, "What about you?"
"I always get full marks on my shooting tests," the nun replied. "That's the only thing I'm better than Yuri at Zhongsi Academy. They even nicknamed me 'Lucky Bullet.' No matter how high my accuracy is, it's never going to be better than 100%."
"Then you count as one too," Howard said. "It's pretty obvious now. Miss Mei's swordsmanship, Miss Gloria's shooting, and my cooking skills."
After saying that, he patted the Astra Militarum soldier who could measure the explosive volume with paper and said, "You are the substitute. If my cooking competition is rejected, then you will take over."
"We've settled it," Howard said to Harden after discussing the details.
"First, Miss Mei will compete with you in swordsmanship," Howard said. "A swordsmanship contest tests your skills. Both you and Miss Mei must use unbladed weapons, and the goal isn't to kill the other; the winner will be determined by points."
Seeing that Harden didn't object, Howard continued, "For example, a hit to the calf or arm, a non-vital part, would count as one point. A hit to the thigh or abdomen would count as two points. A hit to the chest would count as three points. A hit to the head or neck would count as four points. Both sides would choose a referee, and the final score would be based on the points."
"Okay." Harden agreed readily.
"This is Miss Gloria," Howard said. "She wants to compete with you in marksmanship. She..."
But just as Howard was about to continue, Harden interrupted him: "Mr. Howard, you have already set the rules for the swordfighting competition. The rules for the shooting competition will be determined by me."
Howard glanced at the nun, and after the nun returned his confident gaze, Howard replied to Harden: "Okay, but what are the rules?"
"I haven't thought about it yet. This game can be put off until later." Harden said: "Once I figure out the rules, I'll tell you in advance so you can have ten minutes to adapt and discuss countermeasures."
Howard: "Okay."
Finally, Howard said, "It's me at the end. I want to compete with you in cooking."