An hour later, as agreed before, they exchanged so information through a specific channel.
Basically, everyone learned about the basic situation of this world. Anyone born here will initially have a certain lifespan, but this lifespan is only enough for them to live until adulthood. After reaching adulthood, if one wants to survive in this world, they must find a way to earn Ti Coins.
Of course, this world also has many wealthy offspring who naturally enjoy the benefits brought by their parents. So are even stuffed with a large amount of Ti Coins from birth, and so are born with lifespans calculated in tens of thousands of years.
As for the people at the bottom of this world, they might have to risk their lives every day to earn those insignificant Ti Coins.
So have attempted to rob those with long lifespans because they can voluntarily convert the life they have into Ti Coins.
But such people, the young ones often have bodyguards for protection, and the older ones possess considerable combat skills themselves.
Just a mont ago, there was a Main God who, without thinking, charged into a wealthy man's house intending to rob them because the inhabitants of this world seed not particularly strong.
However, although he was a Main God, his lifespan was reduced to just a little, which suppressed his power to an almost negligible level. He didn't even manage to enter the wealthy man's house before being bitten to death by their pet.
Yes! Killed!
In this world, human life is incredibly cheap because those who run out of ti might just suddenly collapse and lose all signs of life, so soone dying is quite a normal thing. As long as it's not too exaggerated, no one will investigate it further.
This experience directly made everyone give up on the path of robbery, as it was basically akin to courting death. You couldn't even beat a dog. Although this world appeared peaceful, it was cruel in such a manner.
Many Main Gods started looking for jobs to survive in this world first and foremost, since other matters were secondary.
Because of different cultural contexts, it's hard for them to find suitable jobs in this world, so they could only do the most basic physical labor with no thresholds.
The best job they could find at the mont paid 120 Ti Coins per day.
It doesn't sound too bad since they could work one day and survive for three, but keep in mind, these are Main Gods, a bunch of high and mighty Main Gods. Forcing them to work here for survival was absolutely absurd.
And it's just the beginning; who knows what will happen after so ti? If rely doing this allows them to survive the year, to be honest, such a test should be considered sowhat easy.
Several Main Gods whispered amongst themselves. Many of them had been through much harsher trials. This was just basic labor for only a year, which would pass quickly. If they were willing to lower themselves, the pass rate for this challenge could even reach 100%.
Nonetheless, soone imdiately brought so very bad news.
Because of the world's unique World Force, this results in an extrely unstable situation where the World Force could at any ti coalesce into Thunder and Lightning. Anyone walking on the street could potentially be struck by lightning.
If struck, a large amount of Life Force would be deducted, and if one doesn't have enough Ti Coins, they could be struck out of nowhere and instantly die.
This Main God also learned of this when a companion acting together with him was attacked by this Power of Laws. Their already minimal Life Force was imdiately depleted to zero, without even leaving behind a complete corpse.
He asked around and learned that such lightning attacks were extrely frequent, almost like ubiquitous static electricity, with varying intensity.
The stronger ones could even drain tens of thousands of years of life in an instant; the weaker ones would just take a few days' worth of lifespan. That unfortunate fellow only encountered a small Power of Laws lightning but died because he was too poor.
Since it is condensed from Power of Laws and is highly random, even the wealthiest individuals can't prevent it. However, depending on the area, different places have varying probabilities of lightning, which shapes populous areas and high-property-value regions accordingly.
Upon hearing this news, many people imdiately fell into panic, fearing for their scant lifespan, afraid they'd just breeze through with a simple touch. Given tens of millions of people, the probability is quite high, making them worry whether they'd just vanish in an instant.
"Indeed, it seems quite dangerous," Zhang nglong thought nervously to himself. "Looks like I need to make money quickly; it'd be too unfortunate if I got struck by lightning."
[Yeah, especially an arrogant one like the dean, getting struck by lightning is unsurprisingly normal.]
"Shut up! How is this my fault? Is it wrong to be rich, handso, and arrogant?"
...
While others busied themselves with jobs, Zhang nglong arrived alone at a very opulent building. It bore an obscure inscription, when translated, it was the casino!
Indeed, this world also has casinos, and the existence of casinos here is completely legal.
The reason is simple; so people's lives are approaching their end, so they bring all they have to gamble everything at the casino.
If they win, they can keep living; if they lose, it's death. The casino's existence is even more aningful than places like hospitals here, because with Ti Coins, any disease or injury can be sustained.
In this world, anything related to Ti Coins is justified for existing; it's just that simple a truth.
Zhang nglong did not know the gambling rules here, but as long as it involves gambling, it boils down to luck, a profoundly mysterious thing that no one can control, not even those who mastered ti and space, except for one person -- Guan Zeyuan, Mr. Guan, the Officer.
He's a teacher from a special world with no other abilities, his sole ability being "Say and It Will Be Done." As a ga comntator, whereas others will tell you what just happened, what's currently happening, and what might happen next,
Guan Zeyuan will tell you what he wants to happen, and once he speaks, things will invariably go against his predicted results; this ability is commonly known as "cursed comntary."
Zhang nglong had already copied Guan Zeyuan's "Managent Studies" skill. Does he still need to worry about not making money?
Managent Studies: Anything will unfold in the opposite direction of your prediction; this world's most ultimate power with very few masters.
"I once believed in Science, but later I believed in Managent Studies," Zhang nglong strode confidently into the casino's entrance, "Tremble, brothers, the God of Gamblers has arrived!"
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