full-time ability

Chapter 75
"Gambling king Adelson?" Master Zi Yanxuan asked in a daze, "Master, how did you come to this conclusion?"

It is rare for Master Aledoch to show off in front of the resourceful master, pointing to the information in his hand, and talking with eloquence: "I have a basis, first of all, Da Vinci is a good gambler, even better than Tremella Love That much more, even if he is a genius, he will have to practice for three to five years to achieve such results, and he must be guided by a famous teacher, master, right?"

Master Zi Yanxuan nodded and said: "The young master is right."

"Then look at his experience. Before the age of seven, he must not be able to learn gambling skills in Xinloulan training. It can only be after leaving school. According to intelligence, Da Vinci learned from Ofroki as a teacher when he was seven years old. I have been painting for seven years, but I can only paint eggs. Is it possible? I am certain that this is just a cover-up." Aledoch was very excited about his discovery, and Master Zi Yanxuan nodded with a complicated expression while sticking to his beard.

"Moreover, Da Vinci paid a total of 1000 and two hundred gold coins to Overrogy as a tuition fee. This is all the property left to him by the sky, which is completely unreasonable. Ordinary disciples study under Overrogy for a year, and only Twelve gold coins are needed. But if you are learning gambling skills with a top cheater, it makes sense. According to the time calculation, the only time when the gambling king Adelson retired is the most suitable time." Alex was smug, It's like discovering a new world.

As a senior counselor, when analyzing a certain matter, the most taboo thing is to make subjective assumptions.With Aldoch's age and experience, he would definitely not do such a stupid thing as spending more than 1000 gold coins to learn painting.So he thought it was suspicious.But if you think about it, the seven-year-old Da Vinci may not understand the concept of gold coins.And without a guardian around, it's entirely possible to be tricked by the wily Ofrocky.

But Master Zi Yanxuan didn't point out this point, because he couldn't explain where Da Vinci learned the gambling skills from.He didn't agree or disagree, but said in a deep voice: "What the young master said is entirely possible. Taking a step back, even if Ofroki is not the king of gambling, then he must be a middleman. It is entirely possible for us to learn from him. Find out the whereabouts of the gambling king. Then follow the young master's instructions and find Ofrogy. Just be careful, if he is really the gambling king, don't disturb him. Be extremely respectful."

The winter in Xinloulan last year was particularly difficult, and food was in short supply.It never occurred to Overloki that he, too, would be one of the refugees.And ushered in the arrival of spring in a foreign country.

Last winter, Baimin Town was enlarged dozens of times, and colorful tents were everywhere, but now they have been gradually demolished.Those that remained were tents whiter than snow, with crosses girts on their peaks.It was inhabited by the people of the temple.The priestess of the temple who entered and exited occasionally showed a touching face in the cloak.

"It's unbearable! When will I be able to..." Ofrocky didn't dare to continue imagining, unrealistic fantasies would make people even hungrier.Although a good-hearted person gave him a bread in the morning, it was only enough to keep him from starving to death.

He was a painter, yes, and a master indeed.It's a pity that those profit-seeking businessmen prefer a strong young man, and they never looked at him as an old man.Here, no art is needed, strength is enough.For an old man like him, strength is just what he lacks.

Ever since he was reprimanded by the incomparably noble butler Feng Baili in the sky, bad luck has always been with him.First, the apprentices left, and then his paintings almost became waste paper.What's even worse is that a thief visited and stole most of his life savings.

He didn't believe it was a coincidence, just after taking out the money from the bank.When the Eastern Roman Empire was planning to make a comeback, the thief "accidentally" patronized.

He was hating that disciple named Da Vinci, if the egg painting hadn't somehow appeared in the hands of Butler Feng Baili.At this moment, I am probably in the gorgeous classroom in the Garden of Eden, surrounded by a beautiful maid holding a fruit plate, smiling and telling the development history of painting art to the little prince and several companions.

In winter, Baimin Town does not allow a purple-eyed person to die of freezing and starvation, even for an old man like him who is unable to work, he can get relief.It is already spring now, and businessmen from the two countries will return home one after another.Soon there will be rangers from the Han and Tang Empires coming, and they will not be allowed to live here.Ofrockie had to plan for the future.

To the Eastern Roman Empire?The journey is long and I have no savings.Maybe it would be nice to find a school in a nearby city and become a general drawing teacher.I have been working for a few years, accumulating some travel expenses, and making other plans.

Luxurious open carriages passed in front of him one after another. They were businessmen from the Eastern Roman Empire.Last winter, the Zimu people had more cheap labor than in previous years, and they were all rewarding, and they greeted each other warmly.

"Hey! Sherlock, are you going back home now?" A fat businessman turned around and greeted the man in the top hat in the carriage behind.

"Don't worry, go to the casino to rest in peace and play a game." The man in the top hat said very much.

"Okay, let's go together."

If you can go to the casino to rest in peace, you can also enjoy the pleasure of spending a lot of money there.Ofrocky was fantasizing again.

There is a kind of miraculous ability recorded in the heavenly book, which is called wish come true, and no one has ever possessed it.It never occurred to Overloki that his wish would come true so quickly.

On the opposite restaurant, the steward in luxurious clothes kept looking at the old beggar under the opposite eaves.

"It's Ofrogy, but is he really the king of gambling?" The manager looked arrogant, but he didn't dare to be sloppy.

"Not like." A young subordinate said.

“How come you see?”

"Back then, the gambling devil, the gambling maniac, and the gambling tyrant joined forces and turned the city of Anxi into a mess. How many casinos went bankrupt because of this, and how many senior players in the gambling industry were ruined. Defeated, what kind of courage is that, how can a hero who stands up to the sky be reduced to a beggar on the street?"

"Have you seen the God of Gamblers?" the manager asked thoughtfully.

"No." The subordinate answered very simply, saying: "But I can't feel any aura from him that he is invincible in the gambling world and proud of the world."

"Whether he's the painter Ofroki or the gambling king Adelson, they all have one thing in common, that is, they will get hungry if they don't eat. Go buy a drawer of buns and try him out."

It was very fragrant, and it was a freshly baked beef stuffed bun. Ofrocky sniffed greedily, and couldn't believe that the bun was placed in front of him.

"Eight buns, one of which is wrapped with gold coins, if you can find it, all the buns with gold coins will be yours." The young man said slowly.

When the God of Gamblers fought against the Devil of Gamblers, the Devil of Gamblers had similar problems.One of the eight dice cylinders has a dice for the God of Gamblers to guess.The test is luck and intuition.

Ofroki's eyes lit up, although he couldn't guess the purpose of the arrogant young man in front of him.But it was not difficult for him to find the buns with gold coins.Because he also has supernatural powers.

His ability comes from his almost morbid hobby of collecting gold coins, a kind of ability formed over time, gold coin perception.

A very rubbish ability, but it can also come in handy.

Ofroki picked up a steamed bun and exclaimed, "It's stuffed with beef, it's pretty good."

Opening the bun, the gold coins were impressively inside.

The originally arrogant young man immediately became respectful.

For a gambler, having a keen and accurate intuition is the qualification to reach the pinnacle of the gambling world.

Gambling techniques and techniques, as well as fake facial expressions, can be cultivated the day after tomorrow.Only intuition is an inborn talent.It can only be excavated, but cannot be cultivated.

"Excuse me, are you Da Vinci's teacher?" The young man asked respectfully with a half-bow.

"Da Vinci?" Ofroki sneered and said, "He is my good apprentice!"

"So you taught him all his skills?"

"Hmph, he just learned a little bit from the old man." Ofroki said disdainfully, and suddenly became angry again: "If it weren't for that ungrateful villain, how could the old man be in the land where he is today."

The steward appeared behind him, and said happily, "Mr. Ofroki, please follow me. My son is here to invite you."

"Where are you going? What's the matter? Who is your son?" Ofroki was a little confused.

"Go to Anxi City and help my young master deal with your villains."

After taking a bath and changing into a new suit of clothes, Ofrocky moved his hands and feet with a bit of aristocratic air.

Sitting in a comfortable carriage feels like a dream.

He speculated that Da Vinci must have made some fame in the casino by virtue of his painting art, and offended some people to deal with him.That kid can only paint eggs!Could it be?A possibility suddenly occurred to Ofrocky, and it must be.That kid pretended to be fooled by me, but in fact, he made me careless. He had been stealing my painting skills for a long time. Hehe, how could the old man show off his real skills so easily?This time I come to Anxi City, I will beat you to pieces.

Ofroki was arranged in the most luxurious restaurant in Rest City, and now he still needs the last step of the procedure, identification.

The gambling king lived in seclusion back then, and never showed his true colors easily.There were only a few seniors in the gambling world who had seen the true face of the God of Gamblers, so Master Aledoch immediately invited two seniors from back then, along with a group of rookie gamblers, to secretly identify them.

"No." An old senior shook his head and said.

Master Aledoch had a complicated look on his face, "It's really not." Another senior from the family also shook his head in support: "He is definitely not the gambling king Adelson, but I know who he is. Headgear, the most mysterious and cold-blooded gambling maniac Matt Mundo."

(End of this chapter)