Xie Antong couldn't help but glance at the chips in front of her, confirming the count.
It seed like her chip count was currently in the lead, with the opponent's number being about half of hers.
But this tactic of not giving any ti, wanting to quickly move into the raise and ga phase, should logically be a form of pressure exerted by the side with more chips against the side with fewer.
To be honest, if she could have been the first to raise this round, she likely wouldn't have given the opponent any ti either, pushing her chips out swiftly.
But she didn't get that chance. Instead, the opponent did it themselves, causing her to feel a mont of confusion earlier.
"You've already... deduced what the rules of this wager ga are?"
[Hehe, a ga designed by a third-rate nobody. Does knowing the rules a bit early make you this smug?]
[Do you think the ga is won by these things?]
Arbitrator: ......
Hearing the belittlent and mockery in [Pleasure]'s words, the Arbitrator couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Who is this insulting... What does 'a ga designed by a third-rate nobody' even an?
I didn't design this ga! It's just His ability, using the Will of the universe to automatically generate it by balancing all requirents.
But He couldn't explain this either, otherwise wouldn't that be admitting He thinks He's that "third-rate nobody"?
That would be like a stone hitting a dog and the dog yelping in acknowledgnt.
Already well aware that the gods held little respect for Him, the Arbitrator simply focused his gaze inward, on his nose and then his heart, and fell silent.
Xie Antong was also a bit speechless. The abnormality of [Pleasure] gave her an uneasy feeling.
Had she indeed missed so information? Facing an entity at the level of a [God], did she even have the right to think her current winning odds were higher?
She couldn't quite figure it out.
Bang!
Another crisp explosion sounded. The hourglass on the far left shattered once more, turning into fragnts scattered across the gambling table, the white sand dissipating.
Now, only twenty-nine hourglasses remained. Those usable as chips numbered only 28...
Xie Antong took a deep breath, deciding not to be plagued by indecision and fear of loss while already holding the advantage.
If she consud chips due to overthinking when the opponent had the advantage, and then still consud them due to worry after turning the tables, wouldn't that make turning the tables pointless?
Not dwelling on this line of thought any further, Xie Antong raised her hand and picked up an hourglass.
Bang!
Six hourglasses were neatly pushed toward the center of the table.
This round, as the calling side, she had to bet at least four chips.
But this ti she didn't dawdle, directly pushing out six chips. At this point, she couldn't possibly fold outright either; she had to see what the opponent intended to do.
"I call. Whether to raise further is up to you."
"Actually, speaking purely from a gambling perspective, I think we should just reveal now."
Xie Antong pressed down on the chips she had pushed out, staring into [Pleasure]'s eyes as she spoke.
[Pleasure] gave an extrely eerie twitch of his lips. This ti, however, he said nothing.
He seed sowhat bored, looking at Xie Antong opposite him with a mix of arrogance and mockery.
At this mont, as the initial better, He still had the opportunity to raise.
Or, He could follow Xie Antong's suggestion and choose to reveal the cards directly, proceeding straight to the wager.
But He did neither. He took no action, rely resting his elbow on the table, waiting quietly.
Beside the table, the phantom image of the thirty-second countdown flickered incessantly, recording the passage of ti.
When twenty seconds remained, the surrounding spectator stands grew unusually noisy, as if everyone thought the great deity [Pleasure] had fallen into hesitation and self-doubt.
When fifteen seconds remained, the sounds from the surrounding stands began to gradually diminish, replaced by intense focus on the scene before them, afraid of missing anything.
By the ti the countdown entered single digits, the noise from the Top Spectator Seats had diminished to a point of near-total silence!
What was He doing?
Dragging out the ti on purpose? What was the point? The chips were already matched. Dragging it out until ti expired would just an revealing the cards directly, wouldn't it?
Had He still not figured it out by now, or was there so other reason?
Wait! If He made no choice at all by this point, would the ga just start directly with these chip counts?
[Pleasure] glanced at the countdown tir beside him, then at the clearly puzzled Xie Antong before him. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he spoke with a laugh:
[Little girl, perhaps the ti we have left to interact is also not much. There are so things I want to tell you.]
[In real, top-tier contests, a ticulous mind, formidable calculations, and strategies are all necessary, the most fundantal things. But sadly, those are often not the decisive factors.]
[CHOSEN’S PARADISE! is not your video ga. In real gambling, the truly decisive things are "changes," transformations that exceed all expectations and co with no warning whatsoever.]
[These changes can sotis make the history books of your human history seem like a joke.]
[Your ultimate victors are sotis called "favored by destiny," because on their path to success, there are far too many completely inexplicable coincidences and strokes of luck.]
[This is the power of "change." Whoever can better respond to change, utilize change, and even control change, determines the final outco.]
With a smile on his face, He suddenly seed like a patient ntor, completely disregarding the dwindling countdown. In these most precious seconds, He began chatting with Xie Antong.
The entire world seed focused on that countdown, but He paid it no mind.
Ding!
A crisp chi sounded. By the ti He finished speaking, the countdown for raising had ended.
The Arbitrator flashed to the front of the table once more, but not to announce the forced start of the ga. Instead, he declared:
"[Pleasure] failed to decide whether to raise before the raising countdown ended, triggering a special circumstance for this ga."
"This special circumstance is the second special event of the ga!"
Xie Antong looked at the Arbitrator, frowning. When [Pleasure] delayed his decision, she had actually anticipated this possibility.
But the Arbitrator wasn't finished.
"The segnt triggered by this special event is—for this wager, the hands of both parties will be exchanged!"
"What!?" Xie Antong's pupils instantly contracted. She let out a shocked exclamation.
Wasn't the trigger for a special circumstance supposed to damage both sides' chips and then allow their teammates to et?
They can even exchange cards! How can this still be considered a wager?
At this mont, [Pleasure]'s smiling face gradually widened, taking on a sowhat twisted and ferocious quality.
[Little girl, the change has arrived.]
[Have you... made preparations to deal with it?]
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