Zhang Yi suddenly lifted his head, his eyes filled with disgust as he roared at Samba Miu, âEnough! Shut your mouth!â
Samba Miu was stunned for a moment, then instead of getting angry, he laughed.
âHahaha! Iâm only giving you the best advice. The further you go, the deeper youâll sink.â
âIndulging in gambling, the more you bet, the more you lose. If you canât pull yourself out in time, youâll die here!â
The most terrifying part of Samba Miuâs words was that everything he said was the truth.
So even though you knew he was tempting you to stake everything, the pressure he brought was still immense.
No one had that much nerve, to directly bet their own life.
Zhang Yi, of course, was an exception.
Fear and struggle were only a facade. Inside, he was calm as hell.
Samba Miuâs act was laughable to him, and wasnât he just playing along with Samba Miu?
Who was really playing who wasnât clear yet!
Zhang Yi took a few deep breaths. Pointing at the dice cup in front of him, he shouted, âBig! Open it now!â
As he spoke, Zhang Yiâs eyes were fixed on the dice cup.
Samba Miu smirked and reached out to lift the dice cup.
The moment his hand touched it, the future Zhang Yi saw changed instantly.
He saw that the dice, which should have shown 11 points after being opened, suddenly turned into 3 points!
Sure enough, this gambling game wasnât that simple.
Samba Miu, who mastered the casinoâs rules, could cheat!
Zhang Yi took a deep breath. Good thing he had held back and hadnât bet everything directly. Otherwise, he would have been erased by the casinoâs rules by now.
Samba Miu lifted the dice cup, revealing the â3â points, and then exaggeratedly laughed at Zhang Yi, âToo bad! Your luck is terrible this round! Hahahahaha!!â
He laughed wildly, while Zhang Yiâs face turned deathly pale in an instant.
Inside the Shadow Space, Zhou Keâer and the others were also tense with worry.
âHow could this happen? How did Zhang Yi lose?â
âHe should be able to see the future, right?â
Yang Xinxin said calmly, âDonât forget, this is his domain. He controls the rules here, and no one said he couldnât cheat.â
âThis... this is too despicable!â
Zhou Keâer said, her voice angry and full of concern.
Yang Siya worriedly said, âIf itâs like this, can we ever win?â
Yang Xinxin said, âTo beat him, we have to figure out his rules.â
She paused for a moment, then continued, âThe guy opposite us is an Epsilon-level rule-based superhuman, the most dangerous and mysterious existence there is.â
âYou can roughly think of him as being like Houtu, Guan Longyue, from the Shengjing Region.â
As soon as she said this, a chill ran down everyoneâs spines.
The appearance of the casino had made them focus on its eeriness and forget how dangerous their opponent was.
A top-tier Epsilon-level rule-based superhuman was definitely the most dangerous among superhumans.
Especially when you didnât understand the rules of their abilities.
Zhang Yi looked at the dice in front of him, putting on a perfect show of shock and fear.
At the same time, his left hand vanished from his arm like a ghost.
Blood spurted out, but Zhang Yi had prepared for it.
The combat suitâs smart medical system activated, injecting him with medicine that temporarily numbed his pain nerves and stopped the bleeding.
And that left hand suddenly appeared on the gambling table, right beside Samba Miuâs left hand.
Zhang Yi took a deep breath. Although he didnât feel pain, watching a part of his own body appear somewhere else was an incredibly intense psychological shock.
If he hadnât foreseen everything, he might have broken down right then.
But Zhang Yi stayed relatively calm. He sat in the chair, breathing deeply, his eyes coldly fixed on Samba Miu.
Like a desperate gambler on a losing streak, he didnât waste any words and placed his right hand on the table.
âThis round, I bet my right handâsâpinky fingernail!â
Samba Miu looked at Zhang Yi like he was a toy. âCautious is good. But if you keep playing like this, youâll have to win a hundred rounds in a row just to get your hand back!â
Even so, Samba Miu still shook the dice cup.
This time, Zhang Yi accurately guessed the numbers.
Samba Miu didnât use any cheating tricks.
Zhang Yi thought to himself: There are two possibilities. First, his cheating ability has activation limits and canât be used infinitely. Second, like me, heâs hiding his true ability. If I kept losing, I would naturally discover he was cheating.
But now, Iâve discovered his ability, but he probably doesnât know I can see the future.
Thatâs one of my biggest advantages right now.
Even after losing his left hand, Zhang Yi remained extremely calm.
He didnât panic. Instead, he continued betting the only 1 point of chips he had left.
Next, Zhang Yi controlled his win rate to 58%.
This win rate ensured he wouldnât lose any more body parts, while also slowly winning back his losses.
Gradually, Zhang Yiâs points reached 12.
Although it was still a long way from winning back his left hand or leaving the Demon Casino, his win rate was clearly above 50%. Samba Miu, as a veteran gambler himself, could sense it.
He kept using words to provoke Zhang Yi, hoping he would bet bigger.
Zhang Yi played along perfectly. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to bet 5 points at once.
This time, he guessed the number correctly, but Samba Miu cheated and won again.
Zhang Yi, however, remained patient.
Slowly, the fragments of Samba Miuâs rule-based ability were coming together. The moment his abilityâs puzzle was fully assembled would be Zhang Yiâs time to strike.
The gambling continued, and soon a hundred rounds were over.
Since losing his left hand, Zhang Yi hadnât lost any other part of his body.
This slowly made Samba Miuâs expression turn serious.
Even with the advantage, being unable to finish off this hairless rat before him was unacceptable to someone who prided himself on his gambling skills.
Zhang Yi now had over twenty points, and they were steadily fluctuating.
With some capital, he naturally refused to bet his body parts anymore.
Samba Miu found this extremely boring. Without seeing the otherâs body shattered into pieces, he couldnât get the pleasure he craved.
âPlaying like this is way too dull. How about I change the rules?â He pointed at Zhang Yi. âFrom now on, if you bet your limbs or organs, and win, Iâll give you double the points!â
âSo, stop just gambling your points with me. What do you say?â
A hint of excitement flashed across Zhang Yiâs face, but inside, he was already laughing.
Looks like someone was more impatient than him.