Advent Of The Gods: Opportunity Was Robbed At The Beginning

A long life cannot change the overall mental outlook of human beings.

After having a long life, perhaps some people will strive for wealth with all their strength, carry out the development of scientific research, hope to achieve immortal achievements, or break through self-cognition...

But that's only for a select few!

The vast majority of human beings can still only live in a flat and repetitive life...

People's imagination is endless, but the reality is ordinary and dull!

Human beings with a lifespan of only a hundred years are still addicted to illusions, the Internet, gambling... and other unrealistic fantasies, not to mention the lifespan of nearly a thousand years in the future!

Angels, on the other hand, have endless years!

So it is necessary to find some meaningful things as the motivation to live!

Every thinking person will ask a question: Why can't life be more meaningful and interesting?

As it turns out, gambling doesn't bring any fun!

Its own "super god gene" has greatly strengthened the ability of data collection and processing, and using it for gambling is like looking through clairvoyant eyes.

"Ding!"

Lighting a cigarette, Jing Xing pushed out the chips in front of him: "All in!"

The white man on the opposite side wiped the sweat from his forehead and subconsciously looked at his cards.

The way the dealer shuffled the cards just now, the mechanism circuit under the bet, the camera behind him, the constriction of the opponent's pupils, the beating frequency of the heart...

There is too much information, enough for Jing Xing to deduce the cards in his and his opponent's hands.

The open card on the opposite side is the nine of clubs, and the hidden card is the three of diamonds.

And Jing Xing's bright card is the J of spades, and the hidden card is the 2 of spades.

Even if she doesn't take the initiative to calculate, Jing Xing can conclude that she will be a pair of 2 in the end, and the opposite will be an A!

So no need to check, Jing Xing went all-in.

The opponent looked at the cards over and over several times, and finally gritted his teeth: "I call!"

Sure enough, the dealer sent a 2 to Jing Xing and an A to the opposite party.

The opponent's expression remained unchanged, but his pupils still dilated slightly, showing that he had relaxed a little, and knocked on the table.

The dealer continued to deal the cards.

The last card is drawn... Jing Xing has a pair of 2, and there is only one opponent!

Stuffing a few chips into the chest of the maid beside her, Jing Xing drank the wine in one gulp, got up to exchange the chips and left.

It's no longer interesting here.

In the black boxing arena, two people were locked in a cage, fighting with bare hands.

Surrounded by countless screaming spectators.

Jing Xing came here, looked at the bloody fighters in the cage, and looked at the frenzied audience, a little confused.

Love to see blood? There are plenty out there, and wars are much bloodier than this.

Why are these people still obsessed with this?

"Die! Die! Die! Die...."

All the audience shouted in unison.

In the cage, a boxer was beaten to death on the stage, and then dragged off the stage by one leg by the staff like throwing garbage.

The audience cheered and cursed...

Jing Xing understood in a daze that they didn't like blood and blood, but just enjoyed the status of "master".

At least here, they can "rule" the life and death of boxers in the cage!

On the outside, they can only be the "dominant" party!

After that Jing Xing went to many occasions.

Chaos, crime, disorder...

Lust fills the entire underground facility!

Until Jing Xing came to a bar... "Fanatic Bar" put up a "No Trouble" sign at the door.

In this kind of place, can riots be prohibited?

Jing Xing walked in out of curiosity.

The bar was already packed to the brim, and the dance floor was crowded with people, all shaking their bodies under the strong and heavy rhythm of the band, rubbing and colliding with each other, full of a decadent and absurd atmosphere.

The whole space was filled with the sound of music and shouts of people, filled with smoke, and filled with the smell of all kinds of tobacco and alcohol.

Jing Xing squeezed to the bar counter, just as a couple of men and women got excited on the dance floor, Jing Xing naturally occupied one of the chairs, and then threw a few banknotes at random.

No need to speak, the bartender routinely brought a set of simple glass products to Jing Xing.

Contains a glass spoon, a spirit lamp, and a paper packet...  

Jing Xing couldn't help raising her eyebrows. Touching this thing in China is a felony, and if it weighs more than one kilogram, it is a death penalty!

but.....…

When smoke is inhaled into the lungs, it is sent into the brain by red blood cells [immediately produces two effects.

First of all, it strengthens the power of the central nervous system to concentrate the mind, and many details that are usually ignored are immediately cleared up a hundred times.

……… Ask for flowers…

For example, when you put your energy into music, you forget everything else. The positioning of each note, or the charm of a certain instrument, is more three-dimensional, more textured and more spatial than before.

The second is that the smoke connects different groups of cells in the brain that are usually separated.

For example, when the auditory cells hear a musical note, the optic nerve will produce a reaction that is not usually there, so that the hallucinations will occur [completely fascinated by the wonderful world where the auditory and optic nerves complement each other.

However, the dangers are also obvious.

After all, it acts on the brain nerves and brain cells. Under the influence of this thing, the brain of ordinary people will quickly fail and become diseased...

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Although Jing Xing will not be harmed, 30% of his brain can be fully regulated autonomously, exerting a stronger effect, and there will be no side effects.

So after taking two sips, Jing Xing threw it aside and asked the bartender for a cocktail.

Looking at the men and women singing and dancing wildly in the pool, they couldn't help but sway their bodies from side to side in the seat along with the music.

Until a charming, white beauty came to the high stage where the band was, standing gracefully.

The audience immediately fell silent.

The loudspeaker announced loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our queen, Miss Cynthia!"

Drumming and applause immediately resounded.

Amidst the warm cheers, the sound of the drums became more and more intense, and various other musical instruments with weird shapes, which seemed to be able to change any sound, joined in one by one.

When the music is at its strongest and most powerful

Cynthia, who had been quiet on the high platform, suddenly twisted and made a graceful gesture.

The chaotic and regular music suddenly turned into a beautiful and touching melody.

Stretch your sweet and sexy voice, and start singing loudly.

During the singing, the originally crazy people in the arena began to look dazed and depressed...

Some even began to cover their faces and cry bitterly.

After chaos for a long time, some people began to miss order, but where is order?

Only in the singing, they can reminisce about the beauty of the past!

Jing Xing suddenly understood why it was possible to "prohibit making trouble" here.