I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property Chapter 1401 1405: To Make You Lose Everything, or Be Cleane

"Brother Zhang, how about we keep it low-key?" Aubi, despite being granted a Death Exemption Token by Zhang nglong, knew it only ant he wouldn't die in vain, not that he wouldn't get hurt.

"Alright, alright," Zhang nglong shook his head, "Today, we're going to crash and burn!"

No sooner had he said it than the space storm ahead suddenly dissipated, as if God had commanded, "Let there be light!"

Although the spaceship was damaged, a quick fix would only delay them until tomorrow.

"This power, it's like controlling thunder and lightning!" Leo shook his head. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he'd never have believed it, even in his dreams. Say and it will be done — if this isn't godly, what is?

"It's not all-powerful," Zhang nglong said. He'd tried many things, like claiming he wasn't a god, but he hadn't turned into one. This 'say and it will be done' ability likely had so relation to his own strength.

But at least when it cos to gambling and ssing with so poor souls, he's got it down pat.

Leo imdiately ordered the repairs on the spaceship, and by this ti, any disdain he'd had for Zhang nglong had vanished, replaced with utmost reverence, with a hint of awe.

He was terrified one wrong word might lead Zhang nglong to wish him good health, in which case he'd better buy a coffin to lie down in.

"Mr. Gambler, I was blind just now, please don't be offended," Leo admitted freely, apologizing to Zhang nglong. Apologizing to a god isn't sothing to be ashad of.

"No problem," Zhang nglong displayed a 'I'm the best in the world' smile, "Ignorance isn't a fault; this is a very special ability, so it's normal not to believe it."

"With you here, our casino will surely beco a dark horse this ti." Leo was full of expectation for the reshuffling at the Hand of God Association!

...

After a few hours of ergency repairs, the spaceship was stable again. It only took them less than an extra day to reach the City of Hand of God.

This city was incredibly luxurious. Compared to where Zhang nglong and the others had landed, the City of Hand of God was like the difference between Earth's gacities and its smaller towns.

The towering buildings reached the sky, with extravagant designs and dazzling lights attesting to their hefty costs.

In this city, the most striking were the five massive buildings: four were evenly distributed at the city's corners, and one stood majestically at the center.

"These are the five council mbers' casinos," Leo explained to Zhang nglong, "The central one is the president's casino, and it's the largest in the world. The amount of Ti Coins flowing through it daily is comparable to the entire Ti Bank."

"Wow, this place just reeks of money," Zhang nglong squinted, "Unfortunately for them, that money will soon be mine."

Gou Dan told Zhang nglong that this city harbored many powerful fighters, so even stronger than their Main Gods, though they hadn't reached the level of perfect beings.

Moreover, their lifespans were asured in the trillions.

"For this reshuffle, we're going to use the president's casino. Each casino can send at most two representatives. All representatives must gamble with the entire casino's assets. The president acts as the house, and each mber must participate in at least ten gas. Those who don't will be kicked out."

"Wow, it's like a monthly exam."

"Usually, most mbers stop after ten gas, as long as they haven't lost it all," Leo explained, "Last ti, we played a few more rounds after breaking even, which allowed us to advance a bit and avoid being downgraded. It's a common strategy."

"I see," Zhang nglong nodded, "My goal is to win all their money within ten rounds!"

"So, what's the ga?" Zhang nglong asked.

"The rules are simple to explain, but the actual gamble is extrely tough."

"How so?"

"In the center of the gambling table is a container with 100,000 nearly invisible six-sided dice. These dice will randomly show one face up, and nurous micro-lasers will bombard them to change their direction. During this bombardnt, you have about a millisecond to use various abilities to observe the dice."

"After the bombardnt is over, the numbers on the dice change, and you need to bet on how many dice have changed."

"That doesn't sound too hard." Even for just a Saint, a millisecond was enough to leave a ntal imprint and sense which dice changed.

"No, if it were an ordinary container, it would be simple. But this isn't; this container can block various energies. A millisecond is too short for even the top gamblers to observe all dice, so this ga half tests luck and half skill."

"How are winnings calculated?" Zhang nglong asked.

"Of course, it's rare to guess the exact number, so there's a range. If your guess is within ten of the number, the payout is 2x. Within a hundred, it's 1:1. Beyond a hundred, you lose, and all the bet goes to the house."

"What if I guess the number exactly?"

"The house has to pay you ten tis your bet, and all other players must also compensate you with their bets!" Leo said.

"What's the minimum bet?"

"On this table, the minimum is 1,000 trillion!"

...

After a few days of rest in the City of Hand of God, the Hand of God Association's reshuffle officially began.

Leo had Zhang nglong et many of his friends, as well as lots of his archenemies. Although the casinos were far apart, each reshuffle often led to conflicts — so cooperate, others clash.

One casino had previously lent Leo's casino a large sum of money when they were on the verge of elimination, allowing them to make a coback. Such friends can share life and death, though there were only a few, just two or three.

Sadly, even these friends were struggling more than Leo, rely Level Two mbers.

"Let your friends tag along with us." Zhang nglong told Leo.

After an incredibly tireso ceremony and speech, Zhang nglong was about to fall asleep. The president really could ramble, and Zhang nglong almost wanted to rip up his speech.

But finally, the main event was about to begin.

Each casino began introducing their contestants, and each contestant could say a few words publicly.

Most of them either trash-talked a rival casino or declared their ambitions for this round.

Finally, it was Zhang nglong and Aubi's turn.

Aubi calmly stated, "I have a dream today: either I will make all of you lose, or you'll make lose everything."

"Ahem," Zhang nglong stood up too, "I'm not targeting any particular casino; what I an to say is, everyone here is trash!"