Thriller Trainee

At this moment, without exception, everyone was anxiously looking at the central gaming table under the golden dome.

[Let me take a look at the current situation. In this wave, one person was caught cheating, one folded, and there are eight people left on the table. Except for the C-level white-haired guy, all the others are all in. Is that right? 】

[That’s right, the cards are about to be played soon, and the prize pool exceeds one million chips. Whoever wants to come up with a special card type will have to take them all]

【ah? Didn't you read the rules given by the main system? The rules of Las Vegas are different from reality. The prize pool is divided according to proportion. If there is a special card type, the majority will definitely be divided. That will not mean that all the more than one million chips will be taken away, unless something happens. Got a Royal Flush...wait and see, oh, if I got a Royal Flush, I should be able to get exactly one million]

[Don’t be ridiculous, how could it be possible to get a royal flush? Did the barrage never play cards? 】

[I laughed so hard. I haven’t played it before. Three spades have been revealed on the table. How come it’s impossible to get a royal flush? 】

The barrage was noisy, and the gambling table was tense, directly forcing the most critical moment.

The exorcist whistled: "Since everyone is all in, let's just open the cards."

At this moment, Zong Jiu spoke again, "Wait a minute."

The white-haired young man smiled brightly: "It would be unfair to open the cards directly."

In the eyes of those who were looking forward to this scene, these words were simply baffling to the extreme.

"There's nothing fair or unfair. Have you never played cards?"

"That's right, everyone is all in and playing cards together. How is it unfair?"

In the face of these doubts, Zong Jiu remained calm and his heart did not beat.

“Although everyone is all in, some people have more chips and some have less chips.”

Speaking of this, he also gave an example, "For example, I am the one with the smallest chips."

"Think about it carefully, if you go all-in like this, people with more chips will also enjoy the same opening treatment as me. Isn't this unfair?"

The others were stunned for a moment.

"It seems to be the same truth."

"It seems logical."

The person at the head of the table put down his wine glass and placed his chin on his crossed hands, the interest in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

If you don’t get up early if you don’t have any profit, who would be talking here without any intention?

No one understands this truth better than the devil.

It is precisely because of this that he is even more curious about the other party's next move.

The white-haired young man who was in the center of everyone's attention showed a standard mysterious smile that belonged to a great magician, and gently raised his index finger to his lips.

Before Zongjiu even realized it, he had already subconsciously regarded the whole of Las Vegas as his first stage after his comeback and couldn't wait to put on a show time.

The white-haired young man turned his attention to the top of the dark green gaming table: "The solution is simple. Why not start with the player with the lowest chips? The player with the highest chips should have the capital for the finale."

When saying this, Zong Jiu deliberately turned his gaze and looked directly at the person in the first place without hesitation.

Those light pink eyes were astonishingly bright under the dim light, and there seemed to be a heart-stopping bright light burning inside.

The beauty that burst out in this moment cannot be described in any words.

"how?"

There is no doubt that he is provocative and is rampant enough.

What a pair of beautiful eyes.

The demon licked his lips and drank the cold red wine that had finally awakened in the glass.

No one has dared to issue such an invitation directly for a long, long time.

There was no denying that he was excited.

The dealer in purple frowned, "There has never been such a precedent in Las Vegas..."

However, just in the middle of her words, she was lazily interrupted.

"Can."

Everyone looked at No. 1 in shock.

Zong Jiu smiled and clapped, "Since I have your approval, I will show my shame."

His purpose has been achieved.

At the same time, Zong Jiu quickly contacted the main system.

He made a very dangerous and terrible decision.

Previously, Zongjiu only used these two clues [the relationship between Sheng Yu and No. 1] and [the relationship between the NPC doctor and No. 1] to exchange chips with the main system, and he still kept a hole card in his hand.

[The mentor is No. 1] This clue is a trump card, and it is also Zongjiu's biggest bet.

He was betting on whether the gambler's system was as he guessed, a high-dimensional program with no emotions and only rules.

From beginning to end, he did not find any subjective orders or instructions issued by the main system.

The graves of all survivor trainees, without exception, are horror copies. As for the main system, unless it violates the unshakable iron law of the infinite loop, the main system will never take the initiative to endanger the lives of survivors. Just like when we first entered the infinite loop, trainees who entered the studio could escape, but those who didn't entered could only die.

All the decisions made by the main system have such a cold and mechanical meaning.

If Zong Jiu was right in his bet, even if he informed the main system that his mentor was No. 1, the main system would not exceed its authority to kill him. On the contrary, he can also use this handle to threaten the devil in the main system and get what he wants.

As for the wrong bet... maybe he was wiped out on the spot, maybe his soul was shattered, or maybe there were other more terrible consequences.

Who cares?

Gamblers will only enjoy their unparalleled ego, but what about the possibility of losing?

That's definitely not something they take to heart.

When the two hole cards were revealed, everyone was shocked.

The next moment, exclamations almost overturned the dome with the murals of the Olympus gods.

Without him, just because of the bright 10 of spades and q of spades on the table.

[Holy shit, shit, shit, who said that royal flush just now, a great prophet! ! ! 】

[This, this, this, this, I am stupid]

[Royal Flush, amazing, who would have thought, no wonder this white-haired guy is so courageous, good guy, I call him good guy, he is waiting here]

[Who just said that you can get one million chips for the Royal Flush? That’s one million... Oh my god, fafafafa]

[Wait a minute, didn’t he count everyone at the gambling table? Didn’t he even think about who he was facing...]

As soon as these words came out, the barrage became silent.

Compared to the discussion in the live broadcast room, the casino was already silent.

Everyone understood the meaning of Zong Jiu's series of actions just now.

First, he called on everyone to go all in, and then he tried to reveal his trump card first. Everyone was wondering why he remained calm in front of all the big guys.

After playing this game, it is no wonder that he is calm and confident. It turns out that he has the confidence for a long time.

If Zong Jiu had honestly waited until the third round before opening the cards, no one would have faulted him.

Although it's normal for everyone to join in when they're having fun, he did so many tricks. Taking advantage of the fact that his C-level boss didn't take him seriously, he dug a hole and led everyone to jump out one after another.

This is a clear plan and a conspiracy.

But no one knew whether this bold move would displease this gentleman.

Even the other S-class and A-class players on the gaming table were all frowning.

However, Zongjiu, who was in the vortex of the whole storm, was calm and composed, and even had the mood to order a glass of tequila from the waiter.

There is no shame in making a fortune, only shame in whoever flops the cards later.

Anyway, he made the bet, turned the cards over, and did all the preliminary preparations he could do.

The final outcome, whether one of them deceived the devil and split the prize equally, or whether he was deceived, can only be left to fate.

Zongjiu guessed that at this time, the main system had informed the devil of the surprise news that he knew the identity of his mentor.

Although Zongjiu didn't know who the mentor was, the tarot cards told him that the devil was either the mentor himself, or the devil used some unknown method to control the original mentor.

The most important thing is that this news has been judged by the main system as not being disclosed at will, or that the time is not yet good enough to reveal it. Otherwise, why didn't the devil just sit on the instructor's seat and work so hard to end up as the mastermind behind the scenes?

Everyone was silent, waiting for a result.

Unexpectedly, a few minutes passed, and the person in the front seat still didn't make any move.

The man was still sitting on the scarlet armchair in an elegant and dangerous posture, with his half-length black hair falling from his shoulders. He lowered his gaze slightly and casually landed on the two trump cards in front of him.

Few people know that these two cards are exactly the same as the two cards that were turned over just now.

The demon's white-gloved hands were crossed and caressed slowly, as if he was deep in some unconscious contemplation.

Light and shadow spread out from above his head. On the bright side, white wings fell, while on the dark side, there were ominous shadows.

Just when everyone thought something was wrong, the devil suddenly laughed lowly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

The laughter grew louder and louder, turning from low to high, and finally to a shrill pitch that made people's hair stand on end.

He stood up from his high position, stepped on the reflection of the crystal chandelier with his black leather shoes, and closed his eyes and laughed loudly as if no one was watching. Like the legendary Gotham clown who associates with evil and darkness and speaks whyserious words; and like the red-haired, crazy Mad Hatter in Alice in Wonderland, who is immersed in his own world.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is not a sneer or a sarcastic smile, but a genuine smile.

It is joy from the heart.

Obviously, no one here knew why he was smiling so happily. But there is no doubt that while this scene sends chills down the spine, it is also full of indescribable and strange bewitching power.

The dealer in purple reminded softly: "Sir, you cannot leave your seat for a long time during the gambling game."

After the hole cards are dealt, you are absolutely prohibited from leaving the gaming table during the three rounds of betting until the outcome of the game. If a player insists on leaving for more than three minutes, the main system will treat it as a discard.

Obviously, the time has now passed three minutes. What's even more unfortunate is that because all the community cards have been dealt, there is no way to discard the cards now.

Soon, the main system's cold announcement sounded [No. 1 gives up gambling qualification].

No one expected that, without the option to discard his cards, No.1 would choose to give up the game directly.

This meant that all the chips he spent in this game could not be recovered.

However, the demon seemed to be unaware of this.

His dark golden eyes stared at the white-haired young man standing there, and suddenly he took a step.

His leather shoes stepped on the soft golden-red carpet, with a long and thin shadow, and every step made the darkness closer.

This process seemed to become very long, very long. It was almost half a century. It made people feel extremely oppressive, dangerous, and the illusion of walking on the edge of death.

He crossed the boundary that symbolized danger to strangers and shortened their distance to only an arm's length.

However, Zong Jiu stood there like an irrelevant person, without taking a step back, and even raised a polite smile.

Damn it.

Zong Jiu still had the mind to curse secretly.

Did the people in the infinite loop use their survival points to exchange for height increase? Why are they all so much taller than him?

He thought that his height of 1.8 meters was pretty good, but he didn't expect to be looked down upon by two people after entering. It was really quite unpleasant.

After the two looked at each other for a while, the devil did something that no one expected.

He suddenly pulled out the red rose that was about to bloom from his chest.

There were sounds of gasps coming from all around.

This is the legendary adult!

The distance between the two people was very close, so close that Zong Jiu could see the crystal dew on the scarlet petals and the sticky malice in the eyes of the other party, as if to pull him into the quagmire and into a dark golden prison of eternal imprisonment.

No one knew what the action of pulling out the rose meant, but everyone knew that the red rose was almost one of the devil's iconic items.

Could it be that he felt that this white-haired C-level had talent and expressed his appreciation?

Haha.

If the other party hadn't sent out that kind of sharp murderous intent that made people's hair stand on end, Zong Jiu would have almost believed it.

In fact, he was now shrouded in the shadow of the other's tall body, and his muscles were tense and alert.

Seeing the white-haired young man's alert eyes like a furry cat, the devil laughed again.

He lowered his voice and handed the red rose over, his voice hoarse and seductive, like the whispers of lovers.

"I like you very much."