Looking at the demon arm in front of him, the masked man was completely stunned.
He never imagined that soone could withstand two fire cannons unscathed while being bound by the Bet Chain!
You’re not the big brother! With such formidable strength, why are you even playing with ?
If you’d beaten up earlier, I would have behaved obediently!
On the half of his face that remained, there appeared a smile uglier than crying: "Are you planning to beat up with both hands?"
"Very clever."
Chu Xiu smiled as he approached.
"Wait! Wait! Don’t kill , I’m still useful!" the masked man scread, "Information! Intelligence! I’ll do whatever you want! Spare !"
Chu Xiu stopped slowly in front of him, rubbing his chin: "I do have sothing I want you to do."
This gave the masked man a glimr of hope, and he nodded repeatedly like grabbing a lifeline: "What is it, what is it? I’ll do anything!"
"But before that, you should give the chips you have on hand."
"Yes, yes!"
The masked man struggled to get up, rolling and crawling to a corner of the room to pry open a floor tile, revealing a wooden box. Chu Xiu stood behind him, watching coldly, the Blood Curse Bone-Piercing Nail ready to strike, prepared to kill him instantly if he made any unusual moves!
Fortunately, the masked man seed aware of his situation, fearing Chu Xiu to the extre, and didn’t try any tricks. He obediently brought the box in front of Chu Xiu and opened it.
Lowering his head to look, Chu Xiu saw six ancient coins inside and a few cloth bags, and nothing else.
He picked up a coin, and a panel appeared before him.
[Destiny Chips: A universal currency issued by the Gambling God, holding them slightly enhances luck for believers of the Gambling God.]
"Can it enhance luck?"
In the Extraordinary World, luck is an intangible yet real thing.
Chu Xiu rembered an encounter with Jiang Xue before, whose profession was Fate Main Priest (S), seemingly related to luck and very mysterious.
Although only S-Class, it seed even rarer than SS.
"This is good stuff."
However, Chu Xiu figured that since it was a basic currency, the enhancent in value should not be significant, and it only works if one believes in the Gambling God.
But soon, his brows furrowed again.
"Why only six?" Chu Xiu asked coldly.
The masked man seed to expect Chu Xiu’s question and made a tearful face: "I really only have this much left. I’ve exchanged most of my chips for living supplies. Here, us commoner gamblers are basically working for the lord to earn chips."
Chu Xiu looked doubtful: "The bet requires you to have at least ten chips."
"This is the Death God’s bet, my life is worth ten chips."
Chu Xiu: "..."
He rubbed his forehead: "That doesn’t make sense. By that logic, you should gain ten chips every ti you win, and you’ve supposedly killed many awakened ones. How can you have so few?"
The masked man’s head hung low: "I exchanged them for living supplies."
"Really?" Chu Xiu smirked coldly, and the Celestial Demon Hand suddenly reappeared without warning, descending upon the masked man!
In a flash, the masked man scread: "Paradise Grass! I used it to buy Paradise Grass!"
Chu Xiu’s arm paused, and the massive fist of the Celestial Demon Hand hovered above the masked man’s head.
"Paradise Grass?"
"Yes, it’s a grass that brings extre pleasure from the depths of the soul. Sir, would you like so?"
Chu Xiu thought of sothing, lifted the remaining cloth bags in the box, and found so gray-yellow powder inside.
It dawned on him: "So you’re an addict. No wonder."
Addicts are exceedingly cowardly in normal tis, but when the craving hits, they turn into reckless lunatics. Their minds are utterly destroyed, incapable of saving chips and thus risk their lives each ti.
A tinge of disdain flashed in Chu Xiu’s eyes as he looked at the masked man, who, feeling misunderstood, defensively retorted: "Do you think I wanted this life? Even as a common gambler, I had so reputation in my hotown, and the master of the town’s gambling house had arranged a marriage between and his daughter, but after coming here, I was tricked by the lord into drinking fruit wine mixed with Paradise Grass, leading to a lifeti of slavery."
"I wish to escape his control and return to my hotown, where soone still waits for , but that feeling...once touched, it’s inescapable, I..."
He was cut off by Chu Xiu, who raised a hand: "I don’t care."
The masked man wisely shut up imdiately.
"Tell more about the situation here: the distribution of high-tier forces, personnel layout, and any special rules, one by one."
"Don’t think about lying. I’ll keep you with all the ti, and if I find even a single lie, I’ll kill you instantly."
"And if your intelligence satisfies ...those Paradise Grass are useless to ."
At the ntion of "Paradise Grass," the masked man’s eyes lit up, and he unconsciously licked his dry lips, hurriedly spilling everything he knew.
A few minutes later, Chu Xiu had a rough grasp of this world.
This world is controlled by an Outer Realm Demon who believes in the Gambling God, who himself is the king here.
Under him, a detailed hierarchy is established for different gamblers, ranging from lowest to highest as slaves, wanderers, commoners, knights, knights, nobles, and royalty.
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