You call this the mastermind?

The abandoned library should be empty and quiet, like an old ghost cave without any life.

However, now, waves of sharp shouts are constantly coming from the central square of the library, echoing around and echoing.

The voice is sometimes angry, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes screaming in fear, and sometimes whimpering in frustration...

The mood swings are very intense, like a baby who can't control himself.

But if you consider that it is gambling, then this is normal-

Before entering here, the old president mentioned to Mellen that the goblins in the library are in a state of confinement and cannot make any fraudulent moves.

After Mellen agreed to the other party's "request", he found that it was indeed the case through practical trials.

So now the situation is very strange-

If both parties in the gambling game do not cheat and play this game in a proper manner, who will be the winner?

This certainly involves various technical and psychological games, but more importantly, it is luck.

Mellen never lacks luck.

After using 18 green life points to add three hours of luck buff to himself by urinating several times, he has become invincible in this aspect!

Dice, poker, guessing, roulette...

No matter what kind of game he plays, he is not at all inferior!

However, despite his great luck, in this "struggle", Melen did not use a crushing advantage to attack his opponent.

Instead, he fought back and forth, always winning some, losing some, and then winning some more.

After all, if you really want to win all the time, it is impossible to last, and even a fool can find something wrong.

The ugly goblin in front of him is not a fool, and even some aspects make Melen feel very mysterious.

But it is obviously not mysterious enough to see through Melen's "cheating" methods.

So it gradually lost its head, lost its eyes, lost to the point of losing intelligence, and lost to the point of not caring...

Correspondingly, the more than 30,000 contribution points Melen had obtained here before are also growing.

Fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, two hundred and fifty thousand...

Until it won four hundred and thirty thousand, the ugly goblin sitting opposite it stood up and cursed, claiming that he would go back to look for his family's assets and compete with Melen.

"You haven't lost all your money, have you?"

Melen doubted this.

"You're talking nonsense!"

The goblin jumped up and cursed.

"Your grandfather is old enough to be your grandfather's great-grandfather! The family is very rich, how can you, a fool, underestimate it?"

"Just wait for me!"

After saying that, it turned around and left without waiting for Melen's response.

A gambler who loses money will always look furious.

Seeing this, Melen curled his lips in disdain, and then turned to look at the crystal ball floating on the well not far away.

He didn't expect anything from the goblin's words, because the other party had a magic pocket.

Before, it always thought it could win and was so stupid that it didn't care. It had basically emptied its pockets and exchanged them all for "chips".

That magic pocket was much more advanced than the one Mellen used. Not only could the opening be stretched freely, but the internal space seemed to be bottomless.

So, what treasures could it have that it didn't carry with it but put somewhere?

It was probably just bluffing.

Relatively speaking, Mellen was actually more looking forward to what benefits he could get from the "money" he earned.

So Mellen stepped closer to the crystal ball, and then without him saying anything, a voice suddenly sounded.

"You have a total of 431,140 contribution points. Do you want to exchange for knowledge?"

Mellen replied yes.

Then a bright light suddenly appeared in the blue crystal ball floating on the well, gathered in front of Mellen, flew and woven, and finally condensed into a floating blue book.

The book looked like parchment, without a cover. When you open it, the content inside is very intuitive.

[Cleaning spell: Basic magic for wizards in the apprentice period, 45 contribution points are required for exchange]

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[Basic cane divination: Common divination for wizards, mostly used to identify and guide directions, 100 contribution points are required for exchange]

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[Herbology: Standard knowledge for wizard apprentices, 95 contribution points are required for exchange]

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"So, was this library once a place similar to the main god space?"

This thought flashed through Melen's mind unconsciously.

This kind of exchange obviously has standards, and since there are standards, there must be an organization that sets standards.

In the history of this world, what organization would set such standards?

Melen couldn't help but think of the teacher who mentioned the history of hunters to him before, saying that hunters hunted monsters and even gods everywhere, and then received contributions from the church.

But this place should not be the same as the church at the moment.

After all, the rules customized by the church will not be exchanged for everything with "money", right?

There are many doubts in his heart, but it did not affect Melen's browsing of the book catalog in his hand.

The front of the catalogue contained some very cheap knowledge, which was also the apprenticeship foundation that Mellen should have exchanged.

However, he had a huge sum of money at the moment, and he really didn't care about the benefits of this level.

So after a few glances, he turned the book to the end.

Then, Mellen felt a surprise.

[Hosin Amini: Master Assassin, he assassinated the Rose Duke of Norton Kingdom in 1547 of the Old Calendar. In the same year, he served as an instructor of the Northern Branch of the Scarlet Cross. This is his lifelong skill inheritance. The redemption requires 429,850 points of contribution]

…

[Madison Bell: Distinguished Professor of Potions at the Royal Academy of Wizards of the Empire, a level 9 wizard who is good at preparing cursed potions. This is his lifelong skill inheritance. Redemption requires 423,790 points of contribution]

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[Abu Huzaili: Shaman, psychic, and dreamer of the Red Mountain Tribe of the Southern California Continent. He died of exhaustion after dragging thousands of troops from the Northern Empire into a nightmare. This was his life's work... 】

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Meren doesn't understand assassins and shamans, but he still knows a little about what a level 9 wizard represents -

Level 7 wizards can already be called advanced wizards, and it is impossible for a medium-sized pure-blood family to have several wizards of this level.

As for level 9 wizards, it seems that they are only one step away from reaching the top ranks!

Although the old president has told it before, only simple memories can be obtained here. It will take time and energy to digest them later, and it is impossible for him to gain real power all at once.

but……

"From now on, I will never live with poison."

This thought flashed through his mind unconsciously, and Mellen began to quickly rummage through the catalog.

The assassin heritage seemed to be very good, but he was not sure whether his master-level breathing method was suitable for this profession.

So to be on the safe side, he was going to find a hunter. In fact, this is what Melen is most worried about. After all, not long ago, he had dreamed that he had performed some obscene act.

Consider the risks associated with this behavior - sinning against the entire Holy Spirit.

Mellen felt that the reason why he did that thing must be that a crisis more serious than that thing had befallen him, so he used that method to alleviate it.

It was obviously impossible for him to know what the crisis was, but it gave him a sense of threat.

So there was an idea brewing in Mellen's mind.

That is to strengthen one's own strength, strengthen it to the limit, and even surpass the Holy Spirit of Heaven who will be revived in the future.

In this way, even if the crisis is too big to be mediated, even if you still have to do that obscene thing in the end, you won't be knocked unconscious.

What kind of strength can resist those former overlords?

Mellen didn't know, and the matter clearly required investigation.

He doesn't even know where the peak of combat power in this world is, and whether he can fight a group alone once he reaches the peak.

If not, he has to be prepared on the other side.

That is to defeat a few enemies and a large number of supporters.

Let yourself be the "just" party, and then turn around and beat up the enemy.

That's why when he faced interviews before, he thought about adding buffs to himself. The purpose was actually to pave the way for this.

But on the other hand, it's never wrong to find ways to increase your own strength.

The fastest way that Mellen can think of now is obviously the hunter profession.

As long as I fill up my skills, I will be "invincible".

He always had this expectation.

So now, those exchange options that did not meet his expectations were simply ignored by him.

Until Mellen saw an option that also didn't meet expectations, but seemed to meet the requirements——

[Eric Deco: The 37th leader of the Knights of the Dawn, who was appointed in critical situation, died in the final battle of the Church of the Night to destroy the Temple of the Sun God on Thunder Island. This is his lifelong skill inheritance, and the exchange requires a contribution of 390,740 points. 】

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"I practice the Sun Knight Breathing Technique, so it should be more suitable for this one, right?"

Mellen pondered secretly.

The Knights of the Dawn belong to the Church of the Sun God.

The teacher said that his breathing method is the core secret book of the Church of the Sun God. After practicing it, one can be either a hunter or a knight, so there is no need to stick to the hunter ability.

Although the knight seems to specialize in defense, Mellen feels that it is impossible for the knight's inheritance to be completely devoid of offensive skills.

After all, he is a leader of the Church of the Sun God. He cannot practice a lower level technique than the Sun Knight Breathing Technique, right?

And although they are specialized, it is impossible for high-level knights to have no offensive means at all.

Even if not, he still holds the profession of wizard, so he will not be short of attack methods in the future...

Just as he was thinking, a dry cough suddenly came from behind him.

Meren closed the book in his hand when he heard the sound, turned around and saw that the goblin with red eyes before was standing not far away with a smile on his face.

"Are you ready?"

It held its head high and said: "I have prepared a good thing this time as a bargaining chip. It depends on whether you dare to gamble."

Does it look confident?

Mellen was a little wary when he saw this.

Although the luck buff has not dissipated, it stands to reason that it is impossible for the opponent to defeat me, but in everything, be afraid of the eventuality.

What if this guy thinks of some way to win?

Or is it actually capable of cheating, and you want to give yourself a big one after enduring it for so long?

If this were to happen, wouldn’t he have fallen into a trap?

But although he was wary in his heart, Melen showed no hesitation on the surface.

"Let me take a look at your chips first."

The goblin did not speak, but coughed solemnly again, then turned over his hands and took out a small-looking diary.

"The endless secret book of deceit, the ultimate work of Mehdi Fenuche, the inventor of the Book of Secrets, in his later years."

It boasted: "It has unlimited pages, can forge its own nickname at will, and can force the other party to communicate without the other party's consent."

"How is it? This is a big treasure, don't be ungrateful."

Isn't this wrong?

Merlen became more suspicious after hearing this.

Even if you don't need this kind of thing here, such a small notebook, why don't you bring it with you and hide it?

Inner vigilance has increased, and on the surface he asked: "So, what do you want?"

"What I want is very simple, you need to stay here and replace me for fifty years."

The goblin said: "This is actually a good thing for you."

"Good thing?"

Merlen was stunned, "Is there any benefit to replacing you in jail here?"

"No, that's not the benefit I'm talking about."

The goblin said: "This involves our next bet."

"What bet?"

"Your future fate."

The goblin smiled and said: "I bet you will die at the end of this month."

Merlen was stunned after hearing this, and then his face looked strange.

"Why, are you scared?"

Seeing Mellen's "stunned" look, the goblin added: "That's why I said that this gambling method is good for you."

"What are the benefits you mentioned?" Mellen asked in a complicated tone.

"I will give you a temporary contract later, so that when you are about to die, if you don't want to die, you will naturally sign your name on the contract and be teleported here."

"This means that I win, otherwise you win."

As he said, the goblin threw the small diary in his hand to Mellen's feet, and there was a loud bang, and a big hole was smashed at his feet.

"I'm not afraid of you finding out. Although this treasure has an unlimited number of pages, it is surprisingly heavy, and there is no way to reduce it with any spell, and putting it in a magic pocket can't block its weight."

"So in this gamble, it's just a filler, and your life is the key."

Mellen pondered after hearing this.

It seems that this guy used something to foresee some information about his future after he left just now, so he is full of confidence...

After confirming this, Melen said under the goblin's expectant eyes: "You are very sincere, and I really don't believe that I will die at the end of the month."

As he said, seeing the goblin's sneer, he slowly said: "So, I agree to bet on this, but..."

"But what?"

"I don't think your chips are enough."

"You have to pay more."

By the way, it will be on the shelves this Friday, and there should be five more chapters on the day of the listing.

Well, I have been working hard to save manuscripts these two days, so there should be no problem...