Chapter 337 Lost Horse
Chapter 337 Lost Horse
"and many more…"
Seeing that Lan Shiwen was about to leave without saying a word, Xia Yubing, who had something to ask, hurriedly chased after him.
She was very tall and had long legs. She took two steps at a time to open the door and chased out. However, in the blink of an eye, Lan Shiwen's figure walked out of the door and disappeared without a trace.
Xia Yubing held onto the door frame and looked outside. In the empty corridor, only a maid carrying a tray of food came towards her when she heard the sound. An enticing sweet smell wafted into her nose.
"These are freshly baked egg tarts. Would you like a few?" The maid said with a smile as she walked to the door.
Xia Yubing picked up an egg tart from the plate and asked, "Did you see anyone else go out through this door? Just now."
The maid shook her head and said, "No, you are the only one who opened this door and came out."
"Really..." Xia Yubing took a bite of the egg tart, and the warm and sweet taste filled her mouth. It seemed that Lan Shiwen disappeared the moment he opened the door, and he left in a hurry.
Mingming wanted to ask him about the figure that appeared in the wine cabinet before, but Lan Shiwen seemed to guess what she wanted to ask and slipped away without giving Xia Yubing a chance to speak.
...Did you guess it? Or did you know it in advance?
I can’t figure it out, I don’t want to think about it anymore.
Xia Yubing felt that she was not very smart, but it didn’t matter, as long as Ning Zhe was smart.
Taking the egg tarts and the plate from the maid, Xia Yubing closed the door and returned to the room to write down her experience in her notebook. Fusolus's body was still leaning against the sofa, and the fat white Taishou worm was still curled up in his skull, motionless.
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Under the cold white light, a copper coin fell into the wine glass, and the golden wine shattered, and the wine flowed down the wall of the glass.
Both Pétain and Maryline had looks of astonishment on their faces. They stared at the wine glass in front of Ning Zhe with wide eyes in disbelief. There was only one copper coin in it.
Based on previous experience, you just need to be careful and steady when throwing the first coin, and it is almost impossible to flip over. The essence of gin is an ethanol solution, and its surface tension is not so easy to be destroyed.
However, when it was Ning Zhe's turn to insert the coin, he just picked up a coin and threw it casually, not paying any attention to the crisp sound and splashing water caused by the collision of metal and glass in his hand. He lost the bet on his own initiative and became the loser.
"I lost." Ning Zhe raised his hands in surrender. He took out a copper coin from his arms and pinched it between his fingers. He looked at the gambler with a cold gaze: "Come on, confiscate my bet."
What's going on... Meilin bit her lower lip and looked at Ning Zhe with confusion. Why did this person lose on his own initiative? Was there any reason? What on earth did she want to do?
The doubts in Meilin's heart did not bother her for long, because what happened next was beyond her expectations.
Ning Zhe held an old copper coin with a square outside and a round inside between his fingers. The front side read "good luck" and the back side read "peace and joy". This was not a gambling prop distributed to the players by the gambler at the beginning of the game, but the money he carried with him to buy his life. The value of one copper coin was a human life.
However, looking at the copper coins between Ning Zhe's fingers, the gambler remained indifferent.
It did not reach out to take Ning Zhe's money. Its skinny legs sat motionless on the sofa, with no intention of standing up to take the bet.
"Because the stakes of this game are not a life." Ning Zhe loosened his fingers and held the copper coin that rolled into his palm tightly. His eyes were calm as if he had known all this for a long time, but at the same time, Meilin and Petain's hearts were in turmoil. "The stakes of this game... are not a life?" Meilin was shocked.
"How is this possible!" Pétain stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the man sitting opposite him.
Each ghost has its own characteristics: Taiyi is invisible and formless, the plague god is immortal, Wutong raises the price on the spot, Taiyi is the only one who thinks he is the only one... and the characteristic of the gambling ghost is called "greed".
A gambler is extremely greedy and insatiable. He will constantly force others to gamble with him until he wins all the players' bets, takes away everything from others, and becomes the winner.
Endless greed is restrained by the rule called "fairness", which requires every player sitting at the gambling table to make a bet of equal value to that of other players within his or her ability.
In order to avoid the situation where the assets are insufficient to pay the bets, satisfy the insatiable greed of gamblers, and meet the "fairness" principle of gambling, the bet setting for each game is based on the highest payment ability of the player with the lowest total assets among all players present.
The most precious bet a mortal can make is his own life.
When mortals participate in gambling, the maximum value of the bet will not exceed a human life, which is one copper coin. Any higher value will exceed the payment ability of mortals, and gamblers will not allow a situation where the bet cannot be paid.
A gambler only accepts small wins, medium wins and big wins, and will never accept losses.
Pétain and Méline's eyes fell on one person at the same time - the man who accidentally entered the gambling game.
"The gambler's casino is set up in a special space independent of the real world. This is to prevent the gambling from being interfered with by outsiders and violating the principle of fairness... The nature of this space is somewhat similar to Vanessa Castle in the outer and inner worlds, and it is also a bit like Tu Yu's ability to block the world and cause time and space to fuse. In short, it is not reality."
"But for some unknown reason, in this opera house, the 'boundary' between reality and non-reality is blurred. People in the theater frequently shuttle between the two worlds, sometimes down to earth, sometimes in an illusion, and often flashing multiple times in a short period of time. Even I was confused for a while..."
Ning Zhe's eyes also fell on the man.
This person suddenly appeared in the room with almost no warning. Neither the expression on his face nor the subconscious horror and astonishment showed any signs of acting. From any angle, he was an unlucky mortal who had traveled between the inner and outer worlds without knowing it and had unfortunately entered a gambler's game field.
Meilin really wanted to think so...but the copper coin between Ning Zhe's fingers had proved that this was not the case.
"When a mortal participates in the gambling, the value of the bet will not exceed the mortal's maximum ability to pay, which is one life-saving coin."
Ning Zhe slowly put a copper coin into his pocket and glanced sideways at the gambler next to him, who was asking him for the bet.
Ning Zhe exhaled a fragrant breath and looked at the man with an ambiguous look in his eyes: "But now, the gambler no longer cares about the bet of one copper coin in my hand."
This means that this so-called "mortal" possesses at least one thing that is worth more than a human life, and his maximum ability to pay exceeds "a copper coin".
Can such a mortal still be called a mortal?
(End of this chapter)