Secret: I can play two paths

Chapter 11 "The Dog Catches the Mouse"

Star did not forget the purpose of coming here. Before the game started, he carefully looked at the betting items here. Specifically, he bet on which dog catches more mice and how many mice can be caught.

It’s somewhat similar to the World Cup betting in the previous life.

There is no need to introduce in detail which dog you bet on catches more mice.

There were only two dogs, and Star wanted to choose the dog named Doug that looked more ferocious, but after looking at the odds, he gave up.

"With such low odds, it doesn't seem worth it for me to take action."

There are two ways to bet on how many mice you can catch. One is to bet on how many mice each person can catch, with options such as "less than five", "five to ten", "more than ten" and so on. The other is to bet on the total number of mice you can catch, which is similar to the above, but the numbers are slightly changed, "less than seven", "seven to twenty", "more than twenty"...

There are even bets on zero, with very attractive odds.

This was Star’s first time trying it, so he just bought a little bit to see what was going on.

The atmosphere on the field was very heated. People were cheering for the dogs they bet on, and the voices were getting louder and louder. Doug's cheers were obviously the loudest.

"As expected of a leading player and a popular character."

Star teased silently in his heart, but was doing something else with his hands.

He secretly hid a coin in his palm, wanting to try to use the ability of [dice rolling] to help himself win the bet.

It's not fair, but it's very "lawyery".

It gave a little blessing between reality and illusion, so that he could mobilize his spirituality and complete this "bet" under such simple conditions.

[Dark Dice]

【Luck: 34/60 (Success)】

Then he casually pulled out a coin and looked at it. The side with the king's head printed on it was facing up.

Having a rough idea in mind, he bet another sum of money on a project, about three soula, which was twice the amount he had bet before.

Then wait quietly for the game of "dog catching mouse" to begin.

The short man next to him sneered, "I can tell from the looks of it that you're a newbie who's dreaming of getting rich overnight. Why are you betting so much money on that impossible project?"

Star turned his head and saw that the man who was scolding him had a haggard face and dark eye sockets. Under his lawyer's strong observation ability, bloodshot eyes were faintly visible, but his eyes were full of excitement, as if he had been immersed in this for many days.

So Star joked: "It's okay, I have a good attitude, I won't collapse no matter what. I still have the 'bullets', don't be afraid."

As soon as Star finished speaking, there was a commotion in the stadium.

The short man fell in as soon as he saw it, and waved his hand and said, "Ha, the storm is above, I wish you good luck, just wait and see the result."

Star looked far away and saw two strong men each dragging a sack. They came to the iron cage, opened the "prison door", and dumped the contents inside.

There were dozens or even hundreds of grey mice.

Because the iron cage was deep underground with no space, the mice ran around but couldn't escape.

At this time, as the cage door closed, the chains of the two dogs were untied.

The black and white dog looked confused at first, then started playing with the mice nonchalantly, even more stupid than the Husky that Sta knew.

The black dog woofed over, trying to bite a mouse to death with one bite.

The people around were either holding up their glasses, staring intently, or shouting:

"Bite it to death! Kill it!"

Unexpectedly, it slipped and missed. But this small setback and obstacle ended there. It quickly made up for it and stepped on a mouse. Its sharp teeth pierced through the black fur and quickly harvested the young life.

Then he quickly changed his target and grabbed another one.

From this perspective, it may be difficult for Star to win the bet.

The game was still going on. Star saw that several gamblers had smiles on their faces. He observed silently, feeling the emotional changes of the people during the gambling.

But seeing the situation on the scene change slightly, "Erha" seemed to have had enough fun and started to make trouble.

He nimbly approached one mouse after another, picked them up skillfully, and then killed them. He soon regarded this competition as a "tossing" game for him.

"what?"

I don't know who was the first to utter this exclamation.

The situation was soon tied, until the big black dog "Doug" was overtaken and finally won with a slight advantage.

The drinkers gathered together suddenly became quiet, leaving only a murmur:
"Doug actually lost..."

"Lost..."

The short man in the brown hat was also shocked, his lips tightly bitten together, and his painful look made people feel sad.

That's the expression of having lost all the chips and having suffered a great loss.

Star couldn't bear to hit him, and kept silent about the words he wanted to say to comfort him. He just took back his chips silently, feeling that his gambler's potion seemed to be digested again.

In fact, even if Doug won this game, he would lose sooner or later.

Once you sit at the gambling table, there are not so many unchanging "rules" to grasp.

The situation is ever-changing, and people are always slapped in the face.

Of course, Starco did not interfere with the bet.

He just lets the real and the unreal decide whether he can just figure out the pattern of "the winning dog".

"The side with the king's head facing up means the Husky will win, and the side with the king's head facing down means the black dog will win."

"Then I roll the dice between real and fake, and I can just tell the winner's complexion."

This is how Star thought of using the [dice roll] to win.

If successful, Star will naturally get the correct revelation.

If he fails, it means that the coin that Star draws is completely random and unreliable. It cannot be used as a reference for betting and will also affect his own thinking.

The result was just as Sta expected. He was able to use this method to gain inspiration by combining the real and the unreal.

"Perhaps I can use this method to do divination, but it consumes too much spiritual energy and may not be successful."

"In addition, the divination items cannot be too outrageous. For example, this time, there are only two dogs, and the influencing factors are not complicated. If it is a very complicated event like that, it will be very difficult to succeed with the dice roll."

There is no point in thinking too much about these things. Sta looked at the results he had obtained - it was quite satisfactory. After all, there were few people investing in the project he bet on, so the odds naturally went up.

Star used the money he won to buy a glass of pure malt Longy. He tasted this unique Victorian drink and found it tasted very good.

The strong taste is like this confusing situation, which makes people intoxicated.

Star held the glass of hard-earned distilled liquor and continued his gambling.

(End of this chapter)