Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

"It's a success!"

"And Wang Qingqing wasn't enveloped in the blue light!"

Perhaps feeling somewhat uncomfortable from being suppressed by the white-haired old man's imposing aura, Assam let out a low growl tinged with excitement after the betting game was successfully started.

Seeing this, Lin Fan also gave a soft "hmm".

In this situation, whether Wang Qingqing herself participated in the betting or not is actually not important, because the outcome is the same.

If we win the bet, we live together; if we lose, we die together.

After a failure, it makes no difference whether there are two or three people left.

Therefore, Wang Qingqing showed no joy at not being able to participate in the gambling game.

She understood that the current situation was different from the one with the biscuit man.

Cookie people only know how to defend; if they don't get involved in the game, they can simply walk away after losing.

As the saying goes, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn!

But things are different now. Even if you don't get into the game, if you fail, you'll be sliced ​​into sashimi by this old devil!

With a "ding!", Wang Qingqing didn't hesitate at all, flicking the silver coin upwards with her thumb.

According to the rules, the silver coin will be spun 100 times in the air.

Of these, 49 were heads and 51 were tails.

Unfortunately, the chips weren't wild cards this time, otherwise the number of heads and tails could have been reversed, although it would only increase the winning rate by 2%.

However, having more positive outcomes is equivalent to having fewer negative outcomes. This back and forth psychologically increases the winning rate by 4%!

That's the gambler's attack pattern: simple, direct, and brutal!

Although Lin Fan wanted to use the power of the Qitian Stone Crown to enhance the gamblers, he couldn't increase their winning rate, so using it would only be a waste of his mental energy.

But in those brief few seconds of tossing the silver coin, something unexpected happened!

The long sword in the white-haired old man's hand suddenly burst forth with an extremely intense golden light. At the moment when the golden light was at its strongest, it was as if he were looking directly at the midday sun in the middle of summer.

But Lin Fan could look directly at him because he had a pair of sunglasses in his pocket!

This is a gift from one of the little girls he saved before.

The little girl's smile carried an innate kindness, but sadly, that smile remained forever in Gray Mist Ridge.

Lin Fan tried his best, but unfortunately his abilities were limited at the time, and he had not yet mastered the [Great Void Rhythm].

Even if she mastered it, the little girl would still die in the garbage city or the lost paradise.

Like a predetermined fate, those who haven't read the script have no way to rewrite the course of destiny!

This was also the price of insufficient power, and the fundamental reason why Lin Fan later realized that considering only safety was merely postponing death.

The brilliance, splendor, and magnificence of the golden light lasted only a moment and quickly disappeared.

"The opposite...the opposite..."

"I...I lost...I lost my bet!!!"

Wang Qingqing said in a trembling voice. Her originally flushed face turned deathly pale as if all the blood had been drained from her. Even the black hair on her forehead turned white in just a few seconds.

This is a physiological response to extreme stress.

"You lost? Huh?"

"That's not right!"

"How could you lose? That old man is gone!"

Assam paused for a moment, then quickly asked.

"ah!?"

Hearing this, Wang Qingqing was completely bewildered, like a monk who had just finished explaining. She immediately looked up and around.

Just seconds ago, she was like someone chasing after a low-health enemy hero in a game, with only kills in her eyes!

That's exactly how Wang Qingqing was just now; she only had eyes for the two sides of the silver coin!

She ignored everything around her.

After reading it, Wang Qingqing immediately switched from a look of despair to one of utter bewilderment.

Then, belatedly realizing something, she still firmly gripped the drawing board in her left hand.

The fact that this item is still there means she won the bet; otherwise, the items would have been cleared out. But the result on the silver coin is clearly tails!

"What exactly is going on?"

This result left Wang Qingqing, the person involved, completely dumbfounded.

"He ran away."

Lin Fan spoke as he took off his sunglasses.

"They ran away?"

"How is that possible? Aren't gamblers' chips mandatory and unchangeable?"

Lin Fan was silent for a while: "I don't know the specifics either, but it's related to the Dawn Sword in that old man's hand. It was too dazzling for you to see clearly just now."

"That Sword of Dawn, I don't know what power it has, actually pierced through the blue light of the chips."

"He ran away immediately after breaking through, and I estimate the cost was considerable, while we suffered no loss."

"If he still wants to kill us, he can simply continue to use the [bargaining chips], but he shouldn't have the ability to break through them again."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he glanced at the reverse side of the silver coin in Wang Qingqing's right palm and chuckled.

"I wonder if he'll regret it after he finds out the result?"

"If that old man does nothing, the three of us will surely perish here today."

"It's obvious that the old man knew the power of gamblers, but he didn't expect us to have the chips to gamble with him."

"As the stronger party, he certainly didn't want to gamble with our lives, so he left."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, in order to prevent the white-haired old man from not going far, he asked Wang Qingqing to carry the drawing board so that she could activate the gambler's extraordinary characteristics at any time.

Looking at the unremarkable canvas on Wang Qingqing's back, Lin Fan was just trying his luck, never expecting that its value would be greater than or equal to that of the old demon who wielded the Sword of Dawn!

"I understand." Wang Qingqing punched Zuo Bu with her right fist, a hint of realization flashing in her eyes.

"What do you understand?"

Lin Fan asked curiously.

"The Gambler's Weakness!"

"The extraordinary characteristic of 'chips' is not unbreakable."

"If the value of the chips is sufficient, I can indeed force the target to come in, and there is no way to retaliate."

"But this inability to counteract refers to the process of pulling."

"But those few seconds after I pull them in, before the silver coin I toss lands, are the gambler's weakness!"

"This is a time when we can counterattack."

"However, this weakness cannot be overcome simply by being stronger, because there are mechanisms within it such as 'do not act rashly' and 'obediently wait for the outcome.'"

"According to what you've said, the Dawn Sword in that old devil's hand possesses destructive power!"

Lin Fan touched his chin thoughtfully upon hearing this. The more powerful the Sword of Dawn is, the more powerful this painting is, right?

"Put that old devil's problems aside for now. As long as we have the drawing board, he won't dare to make a move against us."

"Next, I plan to return the way I came. My first destination is Gray Mist Ridge!"

"There were some unclear circumstances at the time, but we were forced to leave early due to our limited resources. Now we can go back and take a look!"

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he chose a direction and took the lead.

He now needs to travel through ten safe zones. The places where he was able to survive before should be safe zones, and relatively less dangerous, so it's a good time to go back and explore them.

......

......

The primordial seed safe zone.

"Reford!"

"You're still alive?"

Yang Wei stood up and took half a step forward.

He didn't know the chameleon imposter's name, but he knew about the other's previous behavior of looking at thunder and fortune, so he named him Lei Fu!