I’m In Charge of SCP

"What? Ninety-seven pieces?!"

The audience was shocked, staring at this Oriental guy with wide eyes, thinking that he was crazy. The host denied all of the previous answers, but most of them were reasonable. While this man said the first pirate could get ninety-seven gold coins, while the remaining four pirates were fools. Everyone is whispering to each other, with sinister eyes looking at this unknown guy as if he was really going to be thrown into the sea.

Even Ning, who was just a little surprised, said, "Sister Yang Xue, you said that he is not stupid. The first person gets ninety-seven gold, while the remaining four people can only get a total of three. How was it possible?"

Yang Xue was also surprised to hear this answer, but the biggest difference between her and the others was that she always believed in Zhang Jue's way of thinking. She knew Zhang Jue very well, and when she saw that look, she knew that he already had his mind made up.

As expected, the host heard Zhang Jue's words, although he was slightly stunned. He didn't just declare a death sentence for his answer as he had done before but smiled and asked, "Sir, do you know the exact distribution plan?" The host's words made everyone's face change. Did he really let this kid guess correctly?

The first person could get ninety-seven gold coins? How could that be possible?

Zhang Jue wagged his fingers like a child. "Ninety-seven coins for the first person, zero for the second person, one for the third person, two for the fourth person, and zero for the fifth person; or ninety-seven coins for the first person, zero for the second person, one for the third person, zero for the fourth person, and two for the fifth person."

The host listened to his answer, checked it with the card in his hand, and smiled, "Congratulations, you got it right."

"What?!" The audience on stage once again let out a shocked cry. How could this most unlikely answer be correct?

"I'm not convinced! How could it be distributed like that? You cheated! Finding someone just to name a random number and pretending it's the correct answer is clearly a sign that you don't want us to win the grand prize." A person shouted.

"That's right, don't you make up something reasonable and cheat the consumers?" Another person echoed.

"It's not." Seeing that the situation was somewhat out of control, the host hurriedly defended, "We didn't work together with anyone here. The question and answer were given to me by the store manager, and what this gentleman said did match the correct answer on the answer card."

The first person who shouted added, "Even if you are not working together, this answer is obviously not correct. Is there any reasonable explanation?"

"That's..." the host was momentarily speechless. The answer card was limited in size. The store manager had only printed the question and answer on it and did not explain how to get the correct answer. He looked at Zhang Jue, hoping that this person who had just answered the question correctly could help him.

This group of people clearly don't know how to play the game. Is this the characteristics of the Great Western people?

But since there was a prize to be won, Zhang Jue was naturally obliged to do so, and he smiled, "Everyone, don't make it difficult for the host. Let me explain."

"First of all, we have to figure out the conditions given in the question."

"1. Five people will distribute the gold coins in turn, and if half or more disagree, they will be thrown into the sea and fed to the sharks. The next person will continue to distribute until they get a solution that more than half agreed to it; 2. Everyone is rational enough, intelligent, and trustworthy."

"Rational enough, then that means they have to be put on a survival situation first, whether you can get the gold or not. You have to make sure that you can live after it. Knowing this, we can start to start the analysis."

"Let's say there are only two people left, the fourth and the fifth. Then it is conceivable that no matter what distribution plan the fourth person proposes, as long as the fifth person does not agree, he will be thrown to the sea. Even if it's 0:100 gold coin ration, there is still a chance of death that depends on the mood of the fifth person."

"So, when the third person foresees such a situation, he will propose a 100:0:0 ratio. The fourth person will not get a single gold, but at least his life will be saved."

"The second person, knowing the distribution by the third person, will propose 98:0:1:1 ratio, so that the fourth and the fifth person will each have a gold each and will readily agree."

"Now we're back at the first person. Knowing the second person's method, he will adjust the distribution scheme to 97:0:1:0:2 or 97:0:1:2:0 so that the third person will get one gold, the fourth or fifth person one gold, plus the first person himself. Three of the pirates agreed, and the number of people is more than half, so naturally, they will not be thrown into the sea."

There was no sound from the crowd. Everyone struggled to think about the several scenarios Zhang Jue had described, and none of them dared to speak up again.

"I get it!" Ning suddenly said, "It was meant to be counted backward!"

Yang Xue patted her hand, signaling her to pay attention to her image. Seeing that Yang Xue was always calm and collected, Ning Ning asked, "Sister, did you also come up with the answer a long time ago?"

Yang Xue smiled and shook her head. She also thought of the solution only after Zhang Jue's hint. This question might not be a complex problem requiring a super high IQ. But not many people could analyze it rationally and come up with the best practice in a short time.

It took a few more minutes for the crowd to hum in agreement, and it seemed that the rest of the crowd had gradually grasped the principle under Zhang Jue's prompting.

Clap, clap, clap, clap

Just as the crowd was about to disband, a man in a suit came out of the jewelry store, applauding as he said, "This gentleman was able to crack the store's final quiz in such a short time, which is really impressive."

As soon as the host saw the man in the suit come out, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Mr. Louis."

Louis waved his hand at him and continued to Zhang Jue, "I have an additional question here. I wonder if this gentleman is interested." Louis was the store manager of this store, and the reason for his appearance was simple.

Zhang Jue's speed in solving the problem was so fast that it was completely unexpected, and this would not achieve the effect of publicity at all. Once the crowd disbanded, it would be more costly to find him again, so he had to step in.

Zhang Jue looked at him and probably guessed the matter. "What's in it for me to answer the question, and what's the harm in not answering?"

Louis laughed, "If you answer this question correctly, you will receive an emerald bracelet." Which is amazing but made of very common materials and can be bought on the market.

Seeing that he was playing it up, Zhang Jue smiled and asked, "Really?"

Louis pointed to the largest billboard in the mall, "Alright, how about tickets to that game?" The crowd turned around and saw none other than a promo for newly crowned boxing champion Hudson's date with Chinese national fighter Fang Tianlong.

"Wow." There was a sound of envy on the scene. The fight was not as good as a big event like the Super Bowl, but it was full of attractions, and it could be said that it was of great interest to all men.

The store manager, who was good at marketing clearly an expert at this, and as soon as his terms came out. Many more people stopped by to linger. It looked like whether or not Zhang Jue would win the prize, in the end, his promotional purpose had been achieved.

Zhang Jue asked, "What if I can't answer?"

Louis said, "If you can't answer, then the bracelet you just won can't be given to you."

"So that's how it is." Zhang Jue nodded without hesitation, "I won't answer. Just give me the item."

"What?" Louis froze, obviously not expecting Zhang Jue to be unimpressed, "Sir, think carefully. You can't lose this opportunity. This ticket is worth a lot of money even if you resell it."

Zhang Jue let out a bark, "No need to think about it. It's decided." Zhang Jue spoke firmly, not giving Louis a chance to persuade him. His goal was clear, to win a gift for Yang Xue and be done with it.

As for the next quiz, he didn't need to think about it to know it was a trap, and he had to use it as a gun for others, was he that stupid? He doesn't care about that boxing competition... well, there is still a little regret.

Fang Tianlong is Chen Lao's senior nephew, which means he's his senior brother. He also wanted to observe how the Chinese and Western martial arts would collide on top of the ring. But the initial purpose had been achieved, and insatiable greed was not a good habit.

Zhang Jue was lost in thought when suddenly his phone rang.

"Excuse me." Zhang Jue apologized and took out his phone, but his brow suddenly furrowed.

He had two numbers. One was open to the public, known to some ordinary researchers and colleagues.

The other was a small number, known only to Yang Xue, Lei Shan, Cain, and a few other extremely important people. At this time, the phone showed an unfamiliar number that Zhang Jue had never seen before. Zhang Jue picked up the phone but did not speak.

"Mr. Zhang." The person's voice was somewhat hoarse, and spoke English. Zhang Jue had never heard this voice before, so he didn't know if it was technically processed or if he was just born that way. Zhang Jue moved his thumb slightly and pressed the record button.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am." The person said, "I'm just calling to remind you that you'd better answer the next question correctly."

From what the other party said, he should be around here and probably watching himself. Zhang Jue looked around. However, there were so many people in the mall that he couldn't find the other party.

Zhang Jue continued, "If you want me to answer a question, you have to give me a reason."

He heard the other party say, "Are the lives of several thousand people enough?"