"Impressive!"
For two consecutive runs, the people ahead had given two solutions: one was to dodge the fare, and the other was to take the ticket seller's finger.
If you were weak, you'd try the first; if you were strong, you'd go for the second.
Outside the venue, teams were already being formed.
Compared to fare evasion, if you could eventually afford tickets with your own power, nobody would choose to run away.
"That works if you can win, but what if you can't?"
"Then just buy the ticket, like a normal person!"
"I still feel like it's not that simple."
...
As they spoke, the second batch of teams already rushed in. This time, the people going in were a little less capable—after all, the confident ones had all gone in with the first wave.
But this time, exactly ten people entered, just filling the ten available seats.
The ticket seller watched them marching straight toward him and immediately realized their target was him.
