The Eye-Sighted Player

After deciding to leave it to chance, Zhang He turned off the navigation.

It had only been a few days, so they couldn't have drifted too far. Even with old-fashioned tools, they could still locate themselves on the nautical chart.

They wanted the thrill of it, while Mo Qiong... wanted to keep control of the ship's course.

That's right. Where this ship went next wasn't decided by the heavens.

With Mo Qiong aboard, wherever this ship drifted wasn't a matter of chance. It was predetermined.

They were still more than a thousand nautical miles from the location of the Pirate King's treasure. At a speed of just over ten kilometers per hour, it would take three days to drift there.

They went swimming in the sea every day, and the surprises... naturally came along.

"Come on, come on, fry this fish."

Whenever they had the chance at sea, everyone liked eating what they had caught themselves.

The fish Mo Qiong had casually caught when he came up had become the meal on their plates.

After sailing aimlessly for a day, everyone found themselves craving the taste of mackerel again when they woke up on the second day.

After all, yesterday's fish had been too small. With nine people aboard Mo Qiong's boat, they had barely gotten a taste.

"That mackerel was really delicious. What a pity there wasn't enough to fill a tooth. Come on, let's go catch a few more today," Xiao Kun said.

Everyone took out their fishing gear, baited their hooks, and began fishing.

But fishing was also a matter of chance. Even though their bait was specially made and highly attractive to fish,

the fish they caught still weren't the ones they wanted to eat.

"What the hell are these fish?" After fishing for several hours, they hadn't caught a single one worth eating.

Of course, all fish were technically edible, but many tropical fish tasted terrible. Some were best left alone.

Mackerel like the one they had caught was one of the rare delicacies among tropical fish.

"There aren't any mackerel in this deep-sea area, are there? A place like the one we found last time is something you can only stumble upon," Zhang He said.

Xiao Kun said, "If we'd known, we'd have caught a few more there last time. Looks like we're out of luck with fish today."

Mo Qiong smiled inwardly. We can eat fish on the third day. The treasure couldn't possibly be hidden in the deep sea. It had to be in a place similar to where they had found the Large Pearl. And wherever there were shallow sandbars like that, there would be plenty of fish.

After being bored for a while, everyone fed all the fish they had caught to the seabirds.

Mo Qiong drank with Zhang He and asked, "What do you usually do at sea when you have nothing going on?"

"Eat, sleep, and have sex..." Xiao Kun said with a laugh from the side.

"Uh..." Mo Qiong froze, unsure how to respond.

Zhang He laughed. "Don't listen to him. There are plenty of things to do. How about playing cards?"

"I'm fine with anything, as long as there's money involved," Xiao Kun said.

Mo Qiong was stunned. "What can nine people play?"

"Yeah, there are nine of us... Hmm, let's play a board game!" Xiao Kun said.

"A... board game?"

"Yeah. Do you know Werewolf?" Xiao Kun asked.

Mo Qiong almost spit out his wine. He stared at Xiao Kun in shock. "What did you say? Playing Werewolf for money?"

"Don't understand? Two werewolves are the house. If they win, they take money from the six good-guy players. If they lose, they pay all six. How about ten thousand per round?" Xiao Kun said.

Mo Qiong's mouth twitched. This is way too brutal. They can play Werewolf for stakes this high?

"Forget it, forget it. I'm not playing," Mo Qiong said.

"If you don't play, we can't play. It's an eight-player game plus a moderator. How can we play with fewer people?" Xiao Kun said.

"Do you have to play for money? Can't we just play for fun?" Mo Qiong sighed.

Xiao Kun said, "It's no fun without money. You don't even feel the urge to win."

Mo Qiong was speechless. He didn't really understand these rich second-generation heirs.

Zhang He said, "Come on, Little Mo. You won't lose much money. Even if you lose all ten rounds, and you're a werewolf every time, you'd only lose three hundred thousand."

Mo Qiong said helplessly, "I'm not afraid of losing. I'm just really good at Werewolf. I've lost interest in the game already."

Everyone stared at him in disbelief. Was he seriously bragging this much?

Xiao Kun became interested. "Oh? You're that good? Come on, I'm not afraid of you no matter how good you are."

"You said it yourself..." Mo Qiong said.

Everyone pulled Mo Qiong into the game. A girl acted as the moderator and recorded the wins and losses. They would settle the small sums after returning home, and no one would default.

Mo Qiong sighed and had no choice but to start playing with them.

He had played this game before, but no matter how well someone played, there were always times when they misread people.

The fun of Werewolf lay in the fact that nobody knew the others' identities.

But... Mo Qiong's ability was equivalent to being able to inspect people endlessly.

He could directly become an "open-eyed player," knowing everyone's identities...

If they weren't playing for money, Mo Qiong might not have been as good at having fun with the game as these people were. But Xiao Kun insisted on playing for money. There was nothing he could do. Mo Qiong didn't want to lose money, so he could only activate guaranteed-victory mode.

Mo Qiong never gambled with money, but if others liked giving him money, he didn't mind.

Everyone placed their identity cards face down on the table. With a single breath, he knew where the werewolves were.

"Werewolf card..." Mo Qiong softly exhaled. He saw the card in front of Xiao Kun shift slightly.

"Tsk, tsk..." As Mo Qiong listened to Xiao Kun's righteous speeches, he couldn't help hearing all sorts of holes in them.

In a two-werewolf game, even if Mo Qiong was a villager, he could basically win as long as he spoke well. The werewolves simply couldn't hide.

If Mo Qiong was a werewolf, the good-guy team had no chance. He knew the seer's identity and would kill him on the very first night.

And so, Mo Qiong truly became an ultimate expert, controlling the game and winning continuously. Whichever side he was on won.

Even when everyone noticed how strong he was and mindlessly killed him, they could at most cost him one game.

But as long as he got one chance to speak, the balance of victory would swing heavily toward his side.

"What the hell are we even playing for? You're an open-eyed player!" After discovering that he had won ten games in a row, carrying every one of them, everyone's mental state collapsed.

Mo Qiong said, "I told you I was invincible at this game. You insisted on playing."

Everyone was speechless. With a moderator present, he couldn't possibly be an open-eyed player. He could only be too good at the game, directly reading everyone's identities from their speeches.

They immediately refused to play again—not because they were afraid of losing money, but because the experience was simply awful.

In fact, Mo Qiong wasn't only good at this game. In theory, as long as a card game wasn't purely luck-based and didn't lack all technical skill, his win rate could be extremely high.

If he wanted to know where a card was, he only needed to toss out a strand of hair.

If the hair drifted toward the deck, it meant that a certain card wasn't in anyone's hand. If it drifted toward someone, it meant that person held the card.

That way, he could know everyone's hidden cards... What was the point of playing?

Xiao Kun liked gambling. No matter what they played, he wanted something at stake. Otherwise, he found it boring and pointless.

Over the next two days, he kept dragging Mo Qiong into card games. From Three-Card Brag to stud poker, they played them all.

By the end, Xiao Kun had somehow given Mo Qiong three hundred thousand yuan in total...

Mo Qiong was delighted as well. Ignoring the seven million, just this alone had already earned back everything he had spent on equipment for the voyage...

"Your luck is way too good!" Xiao Kun said helplessly.

Whenever Xiao Kun had good cards, Mo Qiong folded instead of competing with him. Whenever Mo Qiong stayed in until the cap, his hand was always better than Xiao Kun's.

So in Xiao Kun's eyes, either Mo Qiong's luck was unbelievably good, or his own luck was unbelievably bad.

"Come on! Let's play Fight the Landlord!" On the fourth day, Xiao Kun continued pulling everyone into card games.

However, Mo Qiong refused to play anymore. In Fight the Landlord, even if he knew the other players' cards, it wouldn't help if his own hand was bad.

With games like Three-Card Brag, he could still fold. Fight the Landlord didn't give him that option.

"Don't get carried away, buddy. We've been playing for three days. Let's find somewhere to fish," Mo Qiong said with a laugh.

They had arrived. The lost GPS signal related to the treasure hunt was nearby.

P.S. Sorry.