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"I think if you use this thing called the Qitian Stone Crown..."

"It should be more likely to win than a gambler's chips."

"After all, the odds of a gambler winning are only 49%, less than half."

Lin Fan glanced at Tyson Bolt: "You've never seen me use the Heaven-Slaying Stone Crown, so how do you know I can win?"

"You just fought the Cookie Man yourself, so you should know better than me how difficult it is to destroy this thing with brute force."

Or perhaps...

"You really want me to struggle?"

"Just like you want me to go to the Black Tower?"

"What nonsense are you spouting, Lin Fan!"

Why are you still bringing this up?

"They're just thinking about the team!"

"It was made so that the four of us could have a better chance of survival!"

Tyson Bolt's expression changed drastically, instantly transforming from a burly man to a girlish state of mind, with two water droplets swirling in his eyes as if he had suffered an injustice greater than that of Dou E.

The way he said "people" sent chills down Lin Fan's spine.

At this moment, Wang Qingqing also stepped in to smooth things over:

"Lin Fan, thank you for believing in me, but Tyson Bolt is right. What you're doing is too risky. I have a compromise solution here."

"Try using the Qitian Stone Crown first, and see if you can defeat that cookie man."

"If that doesn't work, give me the Qitian Stone Crown again, and I'll activate my [chips] and gamble with it!"

Fortunately, the Cookie Man only defends and doesn't attack, so it doesn't matter if everyone talks nonsense.

Lin Fan patted Wang Qingqing's shoulder without changing his expression:

"Old classmate, your idea is too idealistic."

"Let's just assume I can beat this cookie man, but how much psychic energy would I have left?"

"To tell you the truth, the temperature outside is constantly dropping, but you don't feel it because of my [Great Sky Rhythm]."

"But similarly, the consumption of my [Great Void Rhythm] is also continuously increasing, so there's no time to waste; I must finish this quickly!"

"So whether I win or lose isn't the point at all. For the sake of the team's continued success, I simply can't make a move!"

After speaking, he looked at Wang Qingqing with encouraging eyes:

"Also, don't feel guilty. I am the emperor, not a gambler!"

"Believe me, this is definitely not the 50% chance of death that the 'auspicious day' mentioned, so you will definitely win the gamble!"

Seeing this, Tyson Bolt stopped trying to dissuade him and stood quietly to the side.

"I see!"

After hearing this, Wang Qingqing no longer hesitated. She took the Qitian Stone Crown from Lin Fan with her left hand, held it to her chest, and opened her right palm. A silver coin inexplicably appeared in her palm.

This silver coin has two sides, both featuring a clown's head.

One side features a smiling clown, representing the positive side.

One side features a crying clown, representing the opposite.

Like the "security guard's" whistle, this silver coin is an exclusive item belonging to a certain type of identity, and it's the kind that can't be lost.

As long as the ability is activated, these kinds of items can definitely be taken out.

"The game begins!"

Wang Qingqing fixed her gaze on the biscuit man and made her declaration.

Although gamblers have 1% less chance of winning, they have gained a forced initiative.

When a gambler has enough chips and says "Let the game begin," the other person will be forcibly pulled into the game with no way to retaliate—it's an absolute power play!

The next instant, the Qitian Stone Crown in the hands of Biscuit Man and Wang Qingqing was covered by a ball of blue light.

This is "The Light of the Bet," and both the Cookie Man and the Qitian Stone Crown are "chips" in this gamble.

The gambler's fighting style is devoid of any fancy tricks.

Only when you have enough chips can you forcibly bind the target and then toss a silver coin.

One side is the winner, the other side is the loser.

The winner destroys the opponent, while the loser has all their chips wiped out.

"Phew, great, looks like we have enough chips."

Wang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Gambling is too risky; the outcome is determined by flipping a coin, with the winner and loser determined by the final heads or tails.

But the process of whether the chips are equivalent to the other party's is also a gamble!

Because the meaning of chips is value, and the essence of this value is chips + gambler ≥ target.

In other words, the combined value of Qitian Stone Crown and Wang Qingqing must be equal to or greater than that of Bingganren; otherwise, this betting game cannot be initiated.

If the operation succeeds, Wang Qingqing may also become one of the chips, because the chips may be just short of the target, so the gambler's life is needed to fill the gap, which is a risk that the gambler must bear.

Fortunately, the value of the Qitian Stone Crown is equal to or greater than that of the Cookie Man, which means that Wang Qingqing does not have to be used as a bargaining chip.

Similarly, if your chips are worth far more than your target, you will also feel the pain.

Weighing the pros and cons, it is very difficult to make all the chips except one's own exactly equal to the target. Therefore, gamblers must lose some value in order to survive.

Although Lin Fan said she was sure she would win, how many things in this world are certain?

Therefore, Wang Qingqing was still a little scared.

Now that it's not being used as a bargaining chip, its security is guaranteed, giving people a strong sense of security, so they throw out the silver coins without hesitation.

The silver coin will spin 100 times in the air before landing.

Of these 100 times, 49 were heads and 51 were tails.

"Ding!"

The silver coin landed on the ground.

front!

Just as Lin Fan said, Wang Qingqing won.

"Bang!"

The Cookie Man, whom Tyson Bolt couldn't even scratch with his full-force attack, exploded on the spot after losing the bet!

"My goodness! Is this the power of a gambler?"

"Either you kill someone instantly or you get killed instantly!"

Assam exclaimed in shock.

"Walk!"

Lin Fan accepted the Qitian Stone Crown from Wang Qingqing, and the four continued on their way.

As he passed by, he noticed something different about the biscuit man's pulverized body:

"Um?"

"What is this?"

"Cards?"

A rectangular card appeared inside the cookie man's corpse.

The card is pure gold, covered with countless numbers "44" of varying sizes, intertwined, as if within each 44 there is another 44, even in the smallest ones, in an infinite loop.

The treasure-hunting mouse squeaked, and Assam said, "This is also treasure, but not the greatest treasure it has ever sensed."

"Treasure?"

"We can't let them get away!"

Lin Fan bent down, and the moment he reached out to touch the golden card, he suddenly jumped up: "What the hell?! I got pricked by a needle?!"

"Is there a needle on this card?"

I touched it again and it was the same.

Assam and Tyson Bolt saw this and tried it too, both getting pricked and screaming in pain.

"No way! The harder I try to stab it, the worse it gets; I can't even lift it!"

"Really?" Amid Assam's wails, Wang Qingqing acted as if nothing had happened and picked up the golden card from the ground.

"You're alright? Could it be...?" Lin Fan quickly realized something, "...because you beat the Cookie Man?"

Seeing this, Tyson Bolt seemed to understand something and said:

"Whether it has nothing to do with defeating the Cookie Man or not, after all, Lin Fan, you also contributed to this."

"Is it possible that this is related to Wang Qingqing's identity?"

"Gamblers paired with card players, that seems pretty reasonable."

(This part about Lin Fan will be a little longer. Also, I originally planned to update one chapter today and then take a break, but my cat died. I have two cats, and the smaller one died this morning. I was in a terrible mood, but I was afraid I wouldn't have time to write later, so I still gritted my teeth and updated two chapters. I'm not trying to gain sympathy or anything, I just felt really bad and wanted to say something and vent. Also, these words are not filler; I would still be over 4000 words a day without them.)