Trillions...
No, it’s trillions and trillions. It doesn’t know what unit to change to at this time.
In its worldview, billion is already the most sky-high existence.
But……
Just now, it magnified the theoretical nature of the Youcai Mingpiao and discovered that the longer the time, the more it would gain!
It's only 20 ghost notes, but it has such terrifying power.
What is a gambling god?
This is what a real gambling god is!
The girl looked at Lin Fan strangely and infatuatedly, feeling as if she had found a confidant.
The old man looked at its perverted appearance and whispered to Lin Fan:
"I feel like there's no need to gamble anymore, let's just cooperate."
"No! Managing a project is not only stressful, but it also consumes a lot of my time. Strange lifespans are measured in tens of thousands of years, but I'm a human, so I can only live a hundred years at most."
Lin Fan is still continuing to output, and the so-called game is not over.
"In other words, if we convert the lifespan of a strange creature into that of a human, it would take me at least five thousand years to master this trick. How could such a long time be gained through mere cooperation?"
With this said, the stakes for Lin Fan increased a lot.
Even the old man couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart.
The girl was so surprised by the profits from Youcai Mingpiao that she had no time to think about gambling.
His eyes gleamed with gold as he spoke, "I really want to pry open the human brain and see how they are structured to come up with such a horrific practice. 20 ghost notes versus 10 million ghost notes, and surprisingly, the 10 million ghost notes still have a greater chance of winning..."
“This, this, this…”
Just three sentences strangely destroyed the girl's cognition that she had built up in her life.
Originally, in its perception, gambling was most enjoyable only when the amounts on the table were equal.
But after knowing about the Youcai Mingpiao, it found out that it was wrong.
This method of taking out tens of millions to win 20 ghost money from the other party can allow you to win more and more.
That’s the real cool!
"Give me the Ghostly Ticket! If you give it to me, I'll give you all my weirdness... No, no, this project isn't the point. The point is you."
The girl quickly suppressed her excitement.
Although the Youcai Mingpiao is so terrifying, its strength lies not in itself, but in its boss Lin Fan and the team behind him.
They can spread the colorful tickets silently.
There is also a certain amount of start-up capital.
These are things it doesn't understand.
After all, it just wants to gamble.
It feels so good to bet big on small!
Lin Fan muttered inwardly: "If I were to change places with you, the first thing I would do would be to kill you and let you know what a sinister human heart is."
However, seeing that the girl had strangely noticed the key point, Lin Fan continued:
"We are professionals. If you win, we will allow you to settle in my territory and I will attract more people to you. What do you think?"
The girl thought strangely and felt that the stakes were much smaller.
He asked tentatively, "You're paying such a high price just to give me a chance to attack?"
Took the bait.
Sure enough, the destruction of the city was strange, although his IQ was undoubtedly the same as others.
But common sense and cognition are not determined by IQ.
It has never come into contact with the ghost tickets and has no idea what business is.
I put all my heart and soul into the word "gambling".
Naturally, no trick was discovered.
Of course, Lin Fan did not lie to it.
The business must be run, but a handling fee must be charged from that group of customers.
Then, by the way, ask this weird being who sometimes threatens and sometimes destroys the city to take care of Jianghai City.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan suddenly didn't want to win anymore.
Want to lose.
For this reason, Lin Fan said calmly: "Yes, I will pay such a high price in exchange for your chance to take action."
"It's like... I'm betting tens of millions of ghost notes on someone else's twenty ghost notes."
"What I like most is to bet big on small."
hiss!
For the first time, the girl had a strange feeling that she was looking up to someone.
I clearly made money, but I feel like I lost money.
The old man's three sentences shocked it for two and a half minutes.
Lin Fan's words made it slam the gambling table in anger and roar:
"For the first time, I feel my blood boiling. I'll give it another shot!"
"Oh, whatever, let's get started."
Lin Fan is still outputting!
His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't take it seriously at all, as if he didn't care about such a small number of times at all.
Perfectly captured the arrogance in the girl's weird heart.
It may not even look down on the strangeness of destroying a city.
Now in a small, shabby village, he was being treated so casually by a human being.
If it were any other time, it would have rolled the dice and killed the opponent.
But not only did it not bet enough, it was also shocked by the Youcai Mingpiao sold by Lin Fan.
Even if he wanted to summon a city destroyer to crush Lin Fan to death, he couldn't bear to do it.
This is not a human being, this is a walking baby.
Yi Qiqi looked at the girl's weirdness vigilantly, and it seemed that at some moment, the frequency matched that of the girl's weirdness.
As expected of my master, even Guiqi could become my rival in love.
——Bang!
The girl slammed her hands on the gambling table again, her eyes rolling back and forth. She really couldn't think of how to increase the bet to make a comeback.
Seeing it so conflicted, Lin Fan knew that it was impossible to trick it into making a weird bet on destroying the city.
I think even if the other party doesn’t understand, he or she won’t be irrational.
After all, the value of the mysterious destruction of the city is indeed not comparable to the ghost money.
No matter how many trillions you have, you may not be able to raise a city-destroying statue.
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