The only way to go underground is by elevator.
Not everyone can go down. The elevator requires a card, and only dealer badges are allowed. Guests who want to experience the more exciting casino attractions must first win ten consecutive rounds of multi-million-dollar betting on the first floor, then go to the dealer for asset verification. After completing this series of procedures, they can be taken to the underground casino.
Wen Shi truly realized the importance of Li Nan's career choice, which saved him the trouble of dealing with NPCs. He could just use their work badges.
The inner walls of the elevator going up were shining with gold, while the walls going down were painted black. In the dark and depressing space, Li Nan swiped his employee card and pressed the button for the third floor below ground.
A mechanical voice sounded in the elevator, warning: "The casino on the third floor only accepts special customers. Anyone entering without permission will be at their own risk."
Li Nan ignored the warning sound and waited until the elevator was sinking before saying, "The third floor is not well managed."
The reason for the laxity is simple. Just like the warning sound, ordinary people going down there would be delivering food to the monsters.
The elevator started at a normal speed, but after passing the second floor below ground, it began to slowly descend. The smell of the air began to change, no longer a foul stench, but a faint fragrance of plum blossoms. This surprised Wen Shi for a moment. When he heard that the third floor was a monster paradise, he subconsciously imagined a chaotic and filthy environment.
About two minutes later, the car shook a little, and then the door finally opened.
"I win, give me your hand!" A rough growl came directly into my ears.
There was a gambling table right across from Wen Shi. He watched helplessly as a kitchen knife fell from mid-air, directly chopping off the claw of the gambler opposite him. Dark red blood splattered, forming a small stream that flowed down from the gambling table, but was soon covered by the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
The gambling table couldn't be looked at closely at all. I didn't know how much blood had been on it. The greasy surface had a matte sheen.
The distance was not very far, and the mist curtain formed by the blood in the air was almost spreading to Wen Shi.
"..." His intuition was correct. The air here was just a little better than outside.
The sound of the door opening attracted several monsters nearby, and they all looked over here at the same time. The moment they saw Wen Shi, their eyes instinctively flashed with a hungry wolf-like green light.
Wen Shi was also looking at these monsters.
Their appearances were all kinds of strange. Some of them looked like sections of lotus roots, sewn together with fine needles and thread. Others looked very much like orcs from the Kingdom of Jinta, with animal heads and human bodies. There were seven or eight different kinds of monsters sitting on a single gambling table.
After arriving here, the ghost children became much more well-behaved. They stopped running around and gathered into small groups, baring their teeth at some malicious monsters.
"You, come over here and deal the cards." There was a fanged monster on the third gambling table, and it hooked its finger at Wen Shi.
Wen Shi seriously thought about whether he looked like someone who was easy to bully. He was standing with Li Nan, but in the eyes of these monsters, he seemed to be the only piece of delicious fat meat.
In fact, judging by his temperament alone, Wen Shi was indeed more likely to arouse the monster's desire for abuse. His dealer uniform perfectly blended the fragility and patheticness of a cat with the sexiness of an adult man, making it quite visually striking. The decisive factor was that Li Nan had killed monsters here before, and most gamblers did not want to mess with him easily.
Wen Shi glanced around and saw a few human dealers. They could receive huge service fees for working here for a night, but they were completely gambling with their lives.
When some monsters lose, they will take their anger out on the dealer, and it is common for them to eat people on the spot.
"Is there anything wrong with killing people here?"
Li Nan shook his head. "They don't follow the rules. They even hold hunter poker games every month, using exorbitant fees to lure humans in as bargaining chips. They kill whenever they want."
"Very good." This time, he didn't even need to pick and choose, and cleared the area with one sword.
Wen Shi believed that he wanted to be a good role model. He said to the ghost children following him with great meaning: "No matter when, you must learn to give others a chance."
After saying that, she walked to the card table and shuffled the cards in a very beautiful manner.
Unfortunately, the monster wasn't looking at the dexterity of the hands, but rather at the deliciousness of the human dealer's. Wen Shi's gaze was fixed on the gamblers staring at him. The flesh and blood of the players were inherently more attractive to the monster than those of the natives. A half-human, half-cat dealer, who looked like he could easily be strangled to death, was a tempting meal in the eyes of the monster.
Some gamblers were worried that other monsters would get there first and approach the table.
Wen Shi calmly shuffled the cards, counted the number of card tables and the number of gamblers on each table, and silently calculated how many monsters there were here.
Finally came to the conclusion: enough is enough.
"What are you dawdling for?" the monster urged impatiently, "Hurry up and deal the cards."
As he shouted the cards, he sniffed the bloody remains of the gambler whose hand had been chopped off earlier, unable to resist the urge to eat. The monster gazed greedily at the tempting veins on the young man's neck, fully imagining the sweet taste of blood he would enjoy after biting through it.
Following its instinct, the monster pounced forward fiercely in the next breath.
Seeing this, the gamblers around who were eager to make a move also wanted to get an arm or a leg, and rushed over like a tide.
Wen Shi lowered his eyes to look at the cards in his hand, shook his head and sighed: "It is indeed not a good thing to have too low rationality value."
The monster's appetite was greatly increased, which was closely related to his current condition.
The comment section is even more excited than these monsters:
[Grandma Scissor: Is this finally what I've been waiting for?]
However, before the second comment appeared, Wen Shi had already made a move. All the cards in his hand suddenly floated in the air, like a wall, surrounding his thin body in the middle.
The monster rushing towards him was blocked by the card, and after a moment of hesitation, it continued to pounce.
[One Sword to Peace] has three realms, of which [Superb] is something Wen Shi has never used. In this realm, there is no need to use a sword; even falling flowers and plucking leaves can injure people.
His weapon now is playing cards.
The cat-eared dealer stood calmly in place, becoming the focus of the entire third underground floor.
The most ordinary playing card seemed to have turned into a piece of iron, easily wiping across the neck of the oncoming monster. A faint red line immediately appeared on the thick layer of flesh. With a crisp sound, the monster's head hit the floor tiles, and its mouth remained wide open, with a mixture of blood and saliva flowing out.
The playing cards seemed to have their own consciousness and scattered in all directions. Compared to the violence of the sword, a corner of the card elegantly swept across the neck of every monster along the way.
There was screaming at the scene.
The ghost children's faces were as pale as paper, and they opened their eyes wide, as if they vaguely saw an even more terrifying Poker Grim Reaper above the monster, waving a scythe.
As his big head was being stroked, the ghost boy standing next to Wen Shi finally came to his senses and raised his head tremblingly.
Wen Shi's gentle smile overlapped with the expression he had at the Hall of Celebrities: "Do you still want this arm?"
The ghost boy couldn't say anything and could only stick close to the other person, worried that he would be accidentally hurt by the cards, and shook his head desperately.
They will learn to be good children.
The number of readers soared rapidly, Wen Shi's rationality value also increased, and the slightly cold blood in his body finally returned to its normal circulation speed.
Patient 109: Holy crap! Is it that strong? Is this even suitable?
Despite his pitiful appearance, he could actually kill monsters in seconds. He had previously made a bet that if he lost, he would be teleported here by the administrator and left to them to deal with him.
Patient 233: Do you remember the bet? This was sent here to punish us, right?
Patient 250: Damn it, what a dark world this is.
"The hanged man who hates ropes enters the live broadcast room."
Xiao Bai Ling: After killing so many monsters, he will definitely be punished by Boss Mei. @花蝴蝶@魑@溜溜头, come and see Boss Mei!
"Boss Mei?" The monsters in the comment section were all madly @ing their companions, and basically all mentioned this nickname, and Wen Shi repeated it.
According to online information, the owner of Mei Jin Casino is Boss Mei, but judging by the reactions of these NPCs, this Boss Mei is obviously not alone.
Wen Shi's expression remained unchanged, but his fingertips gripping the edge of the gambling table exerted a slight force, and his joints even turned a little white.
Since the game leaves a way out for players to increase the number of readers, there is nothing to be afraid of the monsters on the third underground floor. The corresponding dangers will most likely be reflected in other aspects.
Boss Mei was obviously a formidable boss, with an 80% chance of triggering a certain phase, perhaps a chase or something else. But if he was unlucky and had to resort to brute force to overcome that 20%, Wen Shi would be left with nothing but tears.
He suddenly remembered that [One Sword to Alleviate All] had been used four times. Shouldn't Xie Tangyan's "Mahayana Sword Technique" be used as well?
The game's mechanical voice was cold and merciless: "Please carefully check the properties panel."
When I clicked on it, it clearly stated that it had been used more than four times.
"…"Isn't it greater than or equal to?
Before he could blame the heartless exploiter, Wen Shi stumbled and lost his balance.
The entire floor suddenly began to shake violently, and a strange, unsettling noise emanated from the ground, as if magma was about to erupt. The few remaining monsters scurried around like headless flies, and the chandelier hanging high in the ceiling was shattered by the strange air currents, and the loud noise spread like a shockwave.
Wen Shi held onto the gambling table, dodging the falling chandelier fragments, and turned his head to look at Li Nan: "Run?"
A deep crack appeared in the floor tiles in front of him. He used his cat's agility to jump to another gambling table and looked out. The abyss was bottomless and he had no idea what was lurking underneath.
Li Nan said, "Wait and see."
The earthquake intensity is at least 7 or 8. It is too dangerous to take the elevator in this situation.
"Boss Mei!" Some monster screamed.
Wen Shi and Li Nan's conversation was interrupted. They turned back and looked in the direction of the sound. The fragrance of plum blossoms filled the air. Emerging from the depths of the earth wasn't a monster, but a massive balance, its ends spanning the entire north and south sides of the third floor. The crack in the ground was tightly sealed by a thick, ancient tree trunk, with the balance sitting firmly atop it.
The dividing plate in the center of the balance was tilted at a forty-five-degree angle. A little girl in a red robe was sitting on it. She had a very thin waist and a super exaggerated bow tied on her back. The girl had straight black hair and was holding a large plum blossom in her arms. Facing the messy casino, she was still smiling happily.
The barrages in the past few days have never been as numerous as this moment:
Patient 109: Ahhh, it's Boss Mei! Just to be able to meet Boss Mei, I have to give this story's protagonist a thumbs-up.
[A Piao: This wave is a huge profit! The first move will definitely defeat Boss Mei! It's been so many years, and I haven't seen her in the "Golden City" chapter. I thought Boss Mei would never show up again.]
Patient 233: Boss Mei! Long time no see.
More and more readers were pouring in, and the prompts were almost stacked up. Suddenly, among the dense prompts, two red names appeared:
"Mirror Spirit enters the live broadcast room."
"The God of Death entered the live broadcast room."
The temperature of the electronic watch on Wen Shi's hand suddenly dropped a lot. The blood circulation had finally recovered, but his left wrist was now stiff again due to the cold.
The rest of the message prompts seemed insignificant compared to the two red highlighted ones, while the comment section went completely crazy.
"True spirits, two true spirits!"
"Oh shit, it's the Mirror God. Questioning the truth of transcendental philosophy, Mirror God, my eternal God!"
"Didn't they say the Mirror Spirit has been sleeping in Frank Hospital? How come he suddenly appeared?"
…
The comments were scrolling so fast that some were impossible to read. It was the first time Wen Shi knew that there was a fan culture among monsters, but his mind was completely attracted by two words in one of the comments.
philosophy.
This mirror god should be the real spirit he had seen in Sunset Town. Wen Shi looked at the barrage and his heart moved. It seemed that Song Yan would transform into the [Philosophical Mirror] and would not grow wildly.
On the other hand, he was almost certain that there would be no violent confrontation later.
The monster Mu Qiang, this boss Mei is so popular, it goes without saying that he is very ferocious. The game will not let players easily deal with such a monster, and there is a high probability that some tasks will be randomly generated.
Because of the same perspective, many spectators also followed Li Nan's side. He looked at the innocent little girl on the scale and said: "It's a bit troublesome."
Wen Shi used his eyes to inquire about the information about Boss Mei.
Li Nan shook his head: "I have never heard of this boss, but what she sits on might be the legendary money balance."
He elaborated a bit more: "I've read an old edition of the Virtual World Guide, and it says that the Money Scale is the only thing not governed by the game. It's not subject to interference from the game's will and has its own set of rules."
Wen Shi couldn't help but take a few more glances at the balance. The trays on both sides gleamed with a cold metallic luster. The rims seemed very shallow, but at a second glance he would be confused by their depth, like an unfathomable crack in the ground.
Boss Mei's eyes fell on Wen Shi.
She held up her slightly chubby face with one hand, and her voice had a kind of sweet and childlike sound.
"My business is entirely supported by the bloody transactions between these monsters, but you killed my customer..." The plum blossoms on his shoulders trembled with his owner's sighs. Boss Mei stared at Wen Shi with his big eyes: "It is only natural to pay back debts. The rest of the transactions tonight must be completed by you alone."
She called Wen Shi over.
Wen Shi hesitated for a moment, asked Gui Tong to stay, and walked over himself.
When she was about to reach Boss Mei, the little girl's white hand suddenly grasped the plum branch on her shoulder, one end resting on Wen Shi's shoulder, and the bud at the front slowly bloomed.
Boss Mei nodded with satisfaction: "Your life is very valuable, and you are qualified to participate in the bet."
"What are you betting on?" Wen Shi asked calmly, "Life?"
Monsters don't have much desire for money, and all they do is play with their lives.
"There are indeed many people who want your life, and they will help fill the gap on the other side."
The moment Boss Mei finished speaking, the cold, mechanical sound of the game reached every player's ears:
"Attention all players! If you wish to hunt player 460872, please come to the third basement floor of Mei Jin Casino and join Boss Mei's gambling game."
"Warm reminder, Boss Mei doesn't like stingy customers, please bring enough chips."
There was no specific explanation of what the chips were referring to. Because the scales were too high, Wen Shi could only look up at the little girl and ask, "What if no one comes?"
"It will happen," Boss Mei said, his eyes curved in a smile, his red robe adorned with plum blossoms, his entire body radiating a cheerful expression. "There's one person who has to come even if he doesn't want to. You have a debt relationship, and that relationship relies on the Super Abacus, which is also a branch of the Money Scale. I'm going to further amplify this bet, and he has no choice."
Wen Shi secretly thought that it was true that there was no free lunch in the world, and that using magical weapons also had hidden dangers.
Ji Yuanzhi once mentioned that if he still owed money to Wangcai Bank, he would have the opportunity to plunder the artifact behind the bank.
The level of the money scale seems to be even higher than that of the artifact. According to Boss Mei, the bank's artifact is under the jurisdiction of her scale. Once Boss Mei wants to increase the debt transaction volume, the president of Wangcai Bank will not be able to disobey and must come to this gamble.
but...
Wen Shi's eyes darkened. Even if there was no such relationship, he believed that the president of Wangcai Bank would not miss such a good opportunity.
The bank has been secretly waiting to inherit his estate.
The bank president arrived later than expected. He wasn't alone. When the elevator door opened, the fat man was followed by seven other people. Among them were only two bank members; the rest were players at the top of the leaderboard.
Wen Shi's expression was slightly cold. The president seemed to know more about the money balance than others, and seemed to be well prepared.
After entering the third floor below ground, the president simply glanced at Wen Shi and stepped to one end of the scale.
Wen Shi looked at him, turned and walked to the other end. The two sides were in a silent confrontation, almost to the point of breaking out.
"Don't be so nervous," Boss Mei said. "Maybe no one will die in this bet tonight."
Two banknotes with plum blossoms printed on them flew towards the two people respectively. After getting them in their hands, they found that they were just the size of banknotes, with no amount on them, but an introduction to the rules of the game.
[Introduction to Money Balance gameplay:
Each side takes something valuable as a bargaining chip, and whoever the balance ultimately tips towards will take the first move.
[First Hand: In the Balance Game, specifically refers to the new betting game being generated based on the first hand, with the first hand having priority in placing bets.]
[Money Balance Winning Tips:
1. The first move wins.
2. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. The bigger the stakes, the less likely the first mover will win.
[Please win at all costs. The winner can get all the chips back! ]
Wen Shi frowned: "Relying on the first move to create a new bet?"
Boss Mei patiently explained, then casually pointed at two players present. "For example, whoever puts out more chips to tip the scales in their favor will go first. If the scales tip towards the person on the left... what's your last name?"
The player subconsciously said, "Zhang."
Boss Mei politely addressed him as Mr. Zhang. "Once Mr. Zhang becomes the first mover, the money scales will automatically find things related to him, forming a new gambling game."
A plum blossom bloomed on the player's shoulder. Boss Mei collected it and said, "Perhaps the scales will, based on Mr. Zhang's experience, create a gambling game like this. Is there a magical artifact hidden in the fairytale forest or under the deep sea?"
The player's expression changed drastically. He knew a clue about the location of the artifact, which was most likely in a fairy tale copy.
Boss Mei continued, "And Mr. Zhang has the right to place bets first in this round."
Wen Shi raised his eyebrows: "I see."
The first player A may have personal information that the second player B does not know. The bet is based on the information of the first player A, so the first player will win.
He pondered for a moment: "Can things used as bargaining chips still be used in the future?"
Boss Mei smiled and said, "Before the gambling game starts, everything is frozen."
Wen Shi's breathing became slightly tighter.
Boss Mei mentioned before that maybe no one would die tonight, which means that some gambling games will not have immediate results.
The more chips a player invests, the less they have left to survive. This increases the probability of winning the current round, but decreases the probability of survival in the future. However, if the game opens immediately, this problem doesn't arise; it's simply a matter of luck.
The president of the bank didn't seem to care about the freeze. Standing at the other end, he asked, "Then what about the second clause?"
"Once the stakes reach a critical point, the volatility of the bet increases, and the uncertainty rises." She made another hypothesis, but this time using the people around Wen Shi as an example: "It's like asking you, who will devour whom in the end, the Mirror God's clone or the Mirror God?"
Boss Mei seemed to be able to see through everything that happened in the game. Fortunately, she didn't directly point out who the Mirror God's clone was. Wen Shi's eyelashes trembled, and he thought to himself that the fewer people who knew about Song Yan's ability to turn into a mirror, the better. Otherwise, it would be a huge safety risk for Song Yan himself.
Boss Mei adjusted her skirt leisurely: "Well, can you answer it?"
Wen Shi didn't say anything.
He knew Song Yan very well, and he was one of the few players who had dealt with the Mirror Spirit. However, Wen Shi was not sure about the outcome between the Spirit and its clone.
Boss Mei tilted his head. "In this case, even though the bet is generated based on the first player's personal information, the theory that the first player will win doesn't hold true."
Wen Shihe and the president asked almost simultaneously: "How much quantitative change will lead to qualitative change?"
Boss Mei smiled but said nothing.
She looked like she was sitting on a dial, but in fact she had no weight at all, and the plum blossom on her shoulder was always in a half-real and half-empty state.
After a while, Boss Mei spoke again: "Now that we understand the rules, it's time to start the game."
After he finished speaking, he tapped the metal lever lightly, and the scale sank a long distance, ensuring that both sides could put their chips into the plate.
Boss Mei finally looked at Wen Shi and said, "If you lose, not only will you lose all your chips, but you will also have to pay with your life and soul as compensation for destroying my place."
Wen Shi nodded, indicating that he agreed to her request.
There is no way to disagree.
You can't beat them even if you fight them. Boss Mei can easily obtain information about the players. It's impossible for him to trick them into entering your home by using the "Come to my house" trick.
Rather than considering the consequences of losing, Wen Shi now cares more about how to win.
To put it bluntly, Boss Mei is the biggest capitalist in this game. She did not mention the commission, but as she said when she appeared, the balance of money is nourished by countless gambles. The bigger the gamble, the better it is for the balance itself.
The method of winning seems simple: be the first mover. Although the second winning trick will dilute the probability of winning for the first mover, at least the first mover has information and is not so passive.
Wen Shi closed his eyes.
This gamble was too unfavorable for him, and he was almost at an absolute disadvantage.
Another banknote with a plum blossom imprint flew over.
This time it was a list. When Wen Shi saw the contents clearly, he was slightly stunned.
[10000 points = 5 coins chips
Small Cape = 10 Coin Chips
World Fragment = 50 Coin Chips
Key*1=50 coins
...]
The list was long, even including zombies and home functions. Once used as chips, they could not be used before the opening.
Wen Shi's expression darkened as he opened his backpack. Some items were followed by a small corner mark of a chip, while ordinary props had nothing behind them, indicating that they were not valuable as chips.
At this moment, the balance suddenly began to tilt. It turned out that the bank president had put in five chips with a value of ten.
Wen Shi thought for a moment and placed the chips generated by [World Fragments] on the tray.
The president was extremely calm and put aside the same chips as before.
Boss Mei clapped his hands and praised his generosity. He looked at Wen Shi and asked, "Are you still following?"
Of course, Wen Shi didn't want to follow suit. The secret to gambling was to stop losses in time, but with the chips they had invested now, if a gambling game was created based on the bank president's personal information, he would definitely be doomed.
Wen Shi puts the chips generated by the [key] in.
The more he put out, the happier the bank president was, proving that this target he had been eyeing for a long time was indeed a fat sheep.
The bank president's wealth seemed inexhaustible, and he set aside four chips worth ten.
Wen Shi still had a key he had gotten from the big factory, but it was incomplete and happened to be worth only forty coins.
Only extremely valuable items were used as bargaining chips, and after offering so many in a row, the bank president felt a certain amount of pressure. He could crush Wen Shi with his wealth alone, but with the chips frozen, future investments would become difficult.
Not knowing how much it would take to achieve a quantitative change, they had already invested so many chips. Although the two did not show any abnormality on the surface, they were no different from crazy gamblers, determined to take the initiative.
This time, the president didn't immediately increase his bet. Instead, he asked, "If others are willing to follow suit, it should be allowed by the rules."
"Of course, the bigger the bet, the better!" Boss Mei leaned his face against the plum blossom branch. "The bet can only be between the two of you, but the chips can be stacked. If one party wins, those who follow their lead in placing bets will become [Favored by the Money Scales]. With this title, you'll receive incredible benefits! The larger the bet, the greater the benefits."
Boss Mei spoke in an exaggerated tone, but without a trace of joking.
After receiving a definite reply, the bank president glanced at the players who came with him and whispered a few words.
Hearing about gambling and chips, he had prepared for both scenarios on his way here, having spoken with the players beforehand. Wangcai Bank rarely does business at a loss, and hearing about the potential for big profits, players were willing to take a reasonable amount of risk.
"I call." A female player stepped forward.
Boss Mei lightly touched a flower bud, and the next second a plum blossom bloomed on the female player's shoulder, and immediately generated a similar price list. All the valuable items she owned were clearly marked with prices, just like Wen Shi's.
After weighing the pros and cons, the female player placed four five-coin chips with the bank president.
This is equivalent to 40,000 points. As for rare items, the female player will not place a bet directly just because of a few words from the president of Wangcai Bank.
Then another player came and placed the same chips.
Wen Shi was silent for a moment, then took out the [Small Cloak] and [Shroud]. Even so, it was still not enough, so he took out the [Kingdom of Uzza] from the chips.
During the freeze period, the kingdom cannot have new citizens.
Pop.
When Wen Shi was about to put down his chips, the president of the bank opposite him suddenly clapped his hands. The staff of his bank looked at Wen Shi provocatively and walked up to him and put down a ten-coin chip.
The bank president teased, "I'm afraid what you have is not enough."
Wen Shi said nothing, looking down at the string of text below the list, which listed the battle haloes and skills, which were also clearly priced.
Unlike his opponent, he had no way out. The gamble was a life-or-death one, and only by taking the initiative could he maximize his chances of survival.
The bank president knew how to exert psychological pressure: "If the gambling game doesn't start immediately and the chips are frozen, you will die before me sooner or later."
The latter statement is cruel and realistic: "Because compared to a group of people, you don't have much."
I entered the game too late and didn't accumulate enough points. Everything I could gamble with was a life-saving trump card.
Just as he had thought before, without the balance of money, the president would be eager to join the gamble. Faced with the test of wealth, the president would not lose at all.
Wen Shi pursed his lips, ignored his words, and continued to calculate the difference between the two parties. The skills that were priced were those he used most frequently.
He took out the body transformation from it, and had 50,000 points on hand. Wen Shi took out 40,000, and then he was still choosing.
At the same time, his mind raced with alternative escape routes. The source of all this was his desire to save the host. Even the pen he'd sent was incredibly useful, and he must have considerable wealth. Perhaps he could contact the host through the livestream and borrow some money from him temporarily as collateral.
The game also plays the role of a postman. As long as you pay the shipping fee and let the other party check in the goods, there is still room for this gamble.
The players on the other side just watched Wen Shi's futile struggle indifferently, and the bank president in the lead smiled kindly.
The broken chandelier above their heads flickered with a half-bright and half-dark light, completely separating the two sides. Everyone's faces looked magical and excited under the light.
Wen Shi sighed. It was very unlikely to put all his hopes on the host. He was going to finish this round of chips and put them aside. When he was about to put them down, he suddenly heard a series of crisp clanging sounds.
His hand paused mid-air, and a pile of chips fell from the sky, landing on the tray in front of him. All the chips were worth five coins, and the starting price for important items was ten coins, a value usually only available through points.
There were a total of one hundred chips dropped, which was equivalent to the other party taking out a full one million points.
Who is so arrogant?
Wen Shi was stunned.
Li Nan was standing not far away, with a list in his hand.
The smile on the president's face suddenly froze.
After two seconds, he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "When did President Li ever have the spirit of helping others?"
Li Nan seemed helpless about the idea of helping others. He shook his head slightly, his every move revealing calmness: "You may have forgotten what my vice-president skill is."
The atmosphere on the field took a sharp turn for the worse, and many people's nerves were instantly tense because of this sentence.
The skill of Qi Qi, the vice president of the First Commandment, is [Divination]. Wen Shi also knew this. Before the original copy was released, Li Nan brought Qi Qi to the Second Commandment and told him the results of the divination in order to convince Yu Xingzhou.
That's what others worry about.
Qi Qi shouldn't be in this dungeon, but it's not impossible that Li Nan deliberately went there. Otherwise, why would he happen to end up in such a low-level dungeon? High-level players would rarely go to a C+ dungeon like this. Horror Club is an exception because of its room for fluctuations and increases, but this still seems too coincidental.
Could it be that Qi Qi had divined something before the next game? Li Nan had been waiting for this gambling game to happen.
But this explanation is far-fetched. No matter how powerful the [Divination] skills are, they should not be able to do things related to divination and money balance.
Regardless of the truth, after Li Nan placed the bet, the uncertainty of the whole matter increased, and other players no longer dared to follow suit easily.
The president of Wangcai Bank remained expressionless, but the jade ring on his hand was almost crushed by him.
bite.
The elevator door suddenly opened again, and Xiaohua walked out of the car with her ponytail tied casually. "It's late at night, and you're interrupting my beauty sleep."
She glanced at the scales and said, "What are you guys playing at? Let me try my luck."
Wen Shi hadn't touched her cell phone, so it was possible that Li Nan had called her.
The cunning that always appeared in the president's eyes was replaced by hostility. If Xiaohua, this crazy woman, wanted to join the gambling game, she would definitely do it regardless of the consequences.
He quickly analyzed the reasons why Li Nan placed the bet from various aspects.
Taking all factors into consideration, it is not ruled out that Li Nan made a high-risk investment on a whim, and specifically mentioned Qi Qi's skills just to bluff, so that Pei Wenwei could take the initiative and increase his chances of winning.
However, everyone in the virtual world knew that this guild leader was a very steady person. One million points was no small sum, and Li Nan would never place a bet recklessly. Looking back at his achievements in gambling, he had always been very steady.
It was not until this moment that the president realized that his self-proclaimed mastery of various player data would actually make him hesitant at critical moments.
Not paying any attention to the president's struggle, Li Nan took out another fifty-yuan chip from his hand, flipping it lightly between his fingers. He asked calmly, "Want to call?"
A large amount of data burst out in his mind, and the president even began to consider using his skills to calculate Pei Wenwei's survival rate.
Considering that it involved gambling and he might not be able to afford the cost of the backlash of his skills, he ultimately did not dare to do it.
At this moment, the situation reversed, and the states of the people standing on both ends of the scale changed. The bank president's facial muscles twitched slightly, while the cat-eared dealer stood opposite him, lowering his eyes as if thinking about something else.
Xiaohua had just exchanged her chips, and the smile on her red lips was even more mysterious, and no one knew what she was planning.
"Follow?" Li Nan asked again.
The bank president stared at the chips in his hand, and a drop of cold sweat actually ran down his temple.