Of course, Han Sen was not the best at rock-paper-scissors, but he did work hard in this area. Not for rock-paper-scissors, but to predict the movement patterns and trajectories of creatures.
For an archer, this was undoubtedly a very important ability.
Everyone knew how to shoot a target. Many people could hit the bullseye from fifty meters away. However, it was impossible for a creature to stand still all the time. To really shoot a moving prey, the ability of prediction was the most important.
Seizing the fleeting opportunity to predict the enemy's trajectory and shoot a fatal arrow, Han Sen was very talented in this regard. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to work hard on archery.
Later, when he entered God's Sanctuary, he did not use his archery skills. Instead, he learned how to hide and sneak attack, which required better judgment, tenacity, and reflexes. If he made a mistake and failed to kill the creature with one shot, he would have to bear the fiercest counterattack of the creature.
Since entering God's Sanctuary more than a month ago, Han Sen had never missed a shot, which showed how good his judgment and timing were.
Now that Han Sen had gained so many geno points, his reflexes had been greatly improved. It was not easy to beat him in rock-paper-scissors.
"Rock … Paper … Scissors …"
The moment Fang Jingqi said "paper" again, Han Sen and Fang Jingqi played again. However, this time, Han Sen still used scissors, while Tang used paper.
Tang Zhenliu did not expect to lose. By the time he reacted and went to get the fruit plate, a glass of wine had been splashed on his face. He suddenly felt a burning sensation on his face, and even some of the wine rushed into his nose. Tang Zhenliu's nose was sour.
"Old Tang lost by one point." Fang Jingqi wrote it down seriously.
Of course, Tang Zhenliu was not convinced. He grabbed a towel and wiped his face. Staring at Han Sen, he said, "Again."
Han Sen, of course, was happy to continue. The two of them started again. Tang Zhenliu, the little tyrant of the rock-paper-scissors world, could only win four out of ten rounds. But in these four rounds, Han Sen blocked the wine with a fruit plate. Tang Zhenliu didn't even hit Han Sen once.
Instead, he was the one who lost. Every time, Han Sen would be one step ahead of him. Tang Zhenliu's head and face would be full of wine, looking like a drowned rat.
The first few times, Tang Zhenliu would wipe it, but later on, he only wanted to win against Han Sen, so he didn't even bother to wipe it.
"No, let's play 15-20. It's too easy to cheat in rock-paper-scissors." Tang Zhenliu lost seven or eight rounds and finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Sure, but you have to tell me the rules first. I've never played 15, 15, or 20," Han Sen said.
"The rules are simple …" Tang Zhenliu told Han Sen the rules of fifteen, fifty, and twenty.
Like rock-paper-scissors, 15-20 was a game that depended on reaction. But the hands in 15, 50, and twenty were placed in front of the opponent, so it was easier for the opponent to see and play tricks.
Han Sen had indeed never played it before, so he lost four rounds in a row. But Tang Zhenliu didn't feel proud, because even if Han Sen lost four rounds in a row, he couldn't hit Han Sen once. All the wine was blocked by the fruit plate.
After four rounds, Han Sen had mastered the core of 15, 50, and twenty. Relying on his strong prediction and reaction, Tang Zhenliu soon lost more than he won.
Pa pa pa … Pa pa pa pa … Pa pa pa pa …
The sound of wine hitting skin and flesh was constantly heard in the private room. Tang Zhenliu's eyes were red, and he kept fighting with Han Sen. He looked like he had just been fished out of a wine jar, and even his trousers were dripping wine.
Tang Zhenliu was full of hatred, "How is this possible … I'm the invincible rock-paper-scissors king. How can I lose so badly … There must be something wrong …"
Fang Jingqi saw that Tang Zhenliu was losing so badly that he tried to persuade him twice. But Tang Zhenliu was so anxious that he only wanted to win back what he had lost. He didn't listen to Fang Jingqi at all.
"I must avenge him. I must make him like a drowned rat."
"No, I must win a few rounds no matter what!"
"One, I must win one round."
"Just let me win one round … I won't play anymore …"
Tang Zhenliu's expectations kept dropping, but he didn't really win even once.
In the end, Tang Zhenliu's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't even win in rock-paper-scissors. He was completely slaughtered by Han Sen.
Qu Wange saw that it was almost time, so she took Yan back. She thought that Han Sen would be beaten badly if he played with Tang Zhenliu and Fang Jingqi.
However, when Qu Wange walked to the private room, she didn't hear anything from the inside. She thought, "Has Han Sen been drunk by Tang Zhenliu?"
Qu Wange pushed the door open, and what she saw stunned her.
Han Sen and Fang Jingqi were sitting at the table, drinking tea and chatting. Han Sen was clean and tidy, and looked fine.
Tang Zhenliu, on the other hand, was sitting on the sofa alone. He was soaked, as if he had suffered a great blow, and looked hopeless.
The more Qu Wange looked at him, the more she felt that Tang Zhenliu was like a little girl who had been raped. There was a trace of tears in his red eyes, which made people feel pity for him.
"Tang, what's wrong with you?"
Qu Wange was extremely surprised. No matter how she thought about it, she would never have thought that Tang Zhen would be in such a state.
Tang Zhenliu came to himself, but he didn't answer Qu Wange's question. Instead, he rushed to Fang Jingqi fiercely, yelling, "You bastard, how dare you set me up …"
Qu Wange didn't know what was going on, but Han Sen walked to her side and asked with a smile, "Ms. Qu, how much is the premium nutrient solution set in our school?"
"Yan is using the one that costs 100,000 yuan a month, and it's not very effective.
Based on Shenghua's study intensity, 300,000 yuan a month should be enough.
Of course, the more advanced the nutrient solution, the better the effect.
It depends on your family's financial ability.
But at least 300,000 yuan is needed, or it will be bad for Yan's study and health." Qu Wange gave a brief introduction.
"How much does it cost to use the premium nutrient solution set, plus the service of a senior conditioner?" Han Sen asked again.
"In that case, you can choose the S-Level package, which is the most advanced in our school. It costs 15 million yuan a year." Qu Wange looked at Han Sen with some doubts.
"Alright, then I'll have to trouble Teacher Qu to help Little Yan prepare an S-rank package later."
Han Sen looked at the 16.7 million that had just appeared in his account and said very straightforwardly.