Chapter 443: Ten thousand jokers to use at will! If you don’t have enough strength, you can make up for it with numbers!
Xi Jinzhi smiled and said, "If there really is a King of Hell in the casino, how could he possibly bet with you using his throne? He has plenty of other things to bet on.
But...it's not impossible. He set up the gambling game to get something, and if he can't get what he wants, he can only keep raising the stakes."
Xi Jinzhi’s meaning is very simple.
As long as the player keeps winning and the opponent keeps losing, and the cards he has left are no longer enough, he can only gamble with his status.
"Then it depends on who has more chips."
Song Mang thought for a moment and said, "However, what form does the casino use for gambling?"
"have no idea."
Xi Jinzhi replied, "The Yincha Casino was only opened after the dungeon was upgraded to ten stars. Before that, there was no casino in the Nightmare Clock Tower.
But I learned that their purpose of opening a casino there is mainly for the players' ghost money and lives.
After every human player dies, the account in the Bank of Heaven and Earth will be cancelled, and the ghost money in the account can only be withdrawn by the human himself and given to others.
This form is to avoid the end of the world, and a large number of weird people inherit each other's ghost money by killing people."
Song Mang suddenly realized, "The Yincha Casino forces players to gamble all their savings. If they lose, they will lose everything in the dungeon."
She couldn't help but sigh, "This Lian Yuexian is such a jerk, but it's also clear that they're really short of money. Since the Yincha Casino opened, has any player ever managed to leave with a win?"
"Not yet."
Xi Jinzhi's expression grew increasingly serious. "As the scope of the ten-star dungeon expands, more and more players are captured in this dungeon. Every round will soon reach tens of thousands!
If this instance continues to develop, it will soon involve all the players in Haicheng, and the people in Jiang City may not be spared either."
"Then I'll get ready. First, I'll go get some more paper figurines and joker cards, and then I'll enter the dungeon!"
Song Mang hurried to find someone.
Fortunately, she had mentioned the recruitment during the live broadcast before. During this period, many players in Jiang City signed up for the paper-making factory, and Yan Zhe had already arranged jobs for those people.
More and more people joined the paper-making factory, and the speed of producing large quantities of paper-making became faster. The previous orders for the Night Wandering God were all completed within a day.
The paper-making factory has now started to take orders for the Sun-Traveling God, and Yan Zhe also said that it will only take a day or two.
While the paper-making factory was making these ordinary paper-made thermal weapons, Yan Zhe himself was making paper-made warships.
Song Mang went straight to Yan Zhe and asked, "Third Brother, how long will it take to make the next paper battleship?"
"It's already been done."
Yan Zhe found a transparent box from a pile of miscellaneous items in the room, which contained a finished paper warship.
"This kind of thing takes a long time to make because I'm not very skilled at it the first time. But once I get more proficient, it becomes much faster. Also, I had the players in the factory help make some of the simpler parts for the paper battleship, which saved me a lot of effort.
You didn't ask me to make more. I wanted to make two more paper battleships and give them to you."
"I've already made one, so I'll take this one and use it first! I'm about to enter a ten-star dungeon, so I probably won't have time to come back and get it from you!"
"Are we going into a dungeon again?"
Yan Zhe thought for a moment and said, "Or you can wait until I'm done and have someone send it to you by express."
Yan Zhe knew that if it weren't for his junior sister protecting him, he would not be able to make paper-making here in peace, and would have been chased all over the world.
Naturally, we have to give our junior sister the best service experience!
Although his technology is very rare and it is basically difficult for anyone to make such delicate paper-made items, he can also take these paper-made thermal weapons and sell them at a high price, and he doesn't have to work for Song Mang.
But he knew that there were many people in this world who wanted to get something for free. Without a big boss to protect him, those greedy people out there would probably swarm to plot against him and snatch his paper-made things.
The man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure. Didn't his family members die because of these people's greed?
Yan Zhe thought of those people who came to the imperial capital to cause trouble.
Each of those guys is from a big Chinese Xuanmen family, or a master of the Ghost Suppression Bureau headquarters, and the umbrella behind the small sect of the Slaughter Yan family.
These people received the news in advance and knew that paper-made items would be of great use in the end times, so they sent people to destroy the Yan family and wanted to take all of the Yan family's paper-made items for themselves.
Unfortunately, they were a step too late. The Yan family had already sold out the paper-made items before they came to wipe out the family!
Yan Zhe looked at Song Mang with a complicated expression.
If his guess was correct, the person who bought the Yan family's paper-made items must have been the junior sister.
The money that the junior sister paid to the Yan family was transferred to him by his family, helping him to get through a period of hardship and poverty before the end of the world.
In a sense, Junior Sister saved him twice. Just for that, he was willing to work for her for the rest of his life! Even if the pay was low, it didn't matter!
Just as Yan Zhe was thinking this, Song Mang handed him a black gold card. "Third Brother, there are 10 billion in it. Last time, I heard that you had researched a paper battleship, so I gave you a bonus."
Yan Zhe: “…”
Look, look, just one dollar is enough to earn 10 billion, even if he wants to earn less!
Those freeloaders even want to ask him to make paper-cut figures. It’s so funny. Do they deserve it?
"I'm leaving now. I need to find some other spooky ghost cards. I'll let Bai Qi stay with you. Once you've made the paper-cuts, have him deliver them over."
"Okay!"
Song Mang left first with the paper battleship, and then found other weird people to make some ghost cards at the level of Ghost King and Ghost Immortal.
Because most of the monsters in the opera house had nothing to do but practice, everyone's level increased very quickly, and several ghost kings appeared during this period.
Just let them make 10,000 Ghost King ghost cards and 5,000 Ghost Immortal ghost cards!
In addition, Song Mang still has more than 500 disposable ghost cards of the King of Hell level left in his hand!
After all these things were prepared, Song Mang took more than a hundred people to Haicheng.
Among these more than one hundred people, there are only ten from the Ghost Suppression Bureau, and the rest include Blood Skeletons and lawless thugs who are causing trouble near the temple.
Xiao Junze also followed her, looking at the copy information sent on his mobile phone as they walked.
He said worriedly, "Has Lian Yuexian of Haicheng gone crazy? In just two days, the Nightmare Clock Tower has swallowed up several nearby low-star dungeons and started capturing players on a large scale. The number of people in the dungeon is almost over 100,000!"
Xiao Junze looked around and said, "Junior Sister, aren't we bringing too few people?
This copy may be similar to the original castle copy, and there must be a group of monsters with powerful abilities in it!
Otherwise, how could Lian Yuexian dare to capture so many players directly? Weirdness is not strong enough to suppress them at all! "
"It's okay to have fewer people, but they can't be too weak."
Song Mang stopped and suddenly took out a super large snakeskin bag from the storage space.
She opened the snakeskin bag, and a dazzling purple and red light gushed out wildly.
She said to Xiao Junze, "Give these ghost cards to everyone. Each person should have ten Ghost Fairy ghost cards plus a hundred Ghost King-level ghost cards. Smashing them will kill the dungeon NPCs, okay?"
(End of this chapter)
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