Wen Xishu quickly made his choice.
He opened the wooden door. Outside stood three burly, upright pig-headed men.
"You mean you want to come with me? Oink, oink, oink?"
Wen Xishu nodded.
"Wonderful, wonderful! I told you some idiot would fall for it and pick my house. Come on, come on! Oink, oink, oink."
Those words made Wen Xishu realize something seemed wrong.
In the normal fairy tale, the third little pig's house was the strongest. Perhaps even Unknown couldn't destroy it...
But this fairy tale wasn't normal.
Had he picked wrong?
After Pig Third said that, Martina and Da Mo, who had planned to follow Wen Xishu's lead, both hesitated.
Only Sheen from Prison and Reed from Lion City looked startled, since they had already made the same choice as Wen Xishu.
"What about you? Hurry up, or I'm leaving. Oink," First Pig said.
"There's only one spot at my house. Oink, oink," Pig Second said.
Hearing that, Martina finally parted ways with Wen Xishu and chose Pig Second's house.
"My house isn't taking anyone else. Oink, oink." Pig Second immediately left with Martina.
Pig Third did much the same:
"Oink, oink, oink. What a pain. Why are there three of you? Hurry up, hurry up. That thing is coming. Follow me."
Left with no alternative, Da Mo from the Underground Fortress could only choose First Pig.
Once everyone had made a choice...
First Pig and Pig Second smiled as though their scheme had succeeded:
"Third, thanks. Shame you've got too many people over there..."
Da Mo's and Martina's hearts sank. What did that mean? Thanks for what? Why thank him?
"I knew it. If you said that on purpose, they'd think something was wrong with your house. Snort, snort."
Even the three little pigs played mind games?
Were