Cataclysm: Precognition system vs. luck system

The four people who stayed where they were looked at each other.

Si Tiantian looked at Xuanyun and asked, "Can anyone in your Taoist temple calculate direction and time to make money?"

Xuan Yun looked confused, "I don't know either."

Even though he didn't know, it didn't stop him from being curious. "How about we go over and take a look?"

His face was full of eagerness to try.

Si Tiantian looked at him with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of being treated to another round of stir-fried pork and bamboo shoots?"

Xuanyun said seriously, "Master is busy making money, how can he have time to beat me up? Come on, let's go and see what's going on. Maybe we can get rich too."

"Okay." Si Tiantian was actually very curious.

So the two of them walked in front excitedly, while the tall and thin young man and Qian Ruicong followed behind with suspicion on their faces. Is this reliable?

When the four people arrived, they saw that a table of Taoist priests in Taoist robes had already occupied the table, and there were some players and gamblers who were watching the fun around them.

"Master, I've calculated it this time. According to the twelve-hour system of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, this table will definitely be the winning table within the next minute. You have the highest luck, and you will definitely win if you bet with your heart."

A short and fat Taoist priest said this with an impassioned and confident look on his face.

Xuanyun introduced them, "This is Uncle Lingyu. He mainly studies the I Ching and is best known for his fortune-telling skills."

"So is his calculation accurate?" Qian Ruicong asked curiously.

Xuanyun touched his nose and said, "Thirteen out of ten times it's wrong, anyway, I've asked my uncle to tell my fortune before, and it never worked. He clearly said that if I got into trouble, he would definitely not beat me, but he ended up beating me every time."

Si Tiantian and the other two twitched their lips when they heard this. They thought that the senior uncle must be teasing him. Was there any need to take this into consideration?

Given Taoist Ling Xiao's quick-witted fighting skills, how could he not beat him up? Impossible, impossible.

The tall and thin young man silently withdrew his hand that was about to place the bet. It didn't sound very reliable, so he decided to take a look.

Si Tiantian boldly followed suit and bet 2000 yuan. According to the dealer's psychological tactics, she would definitely win the first few rounds, otherwise there was no way she could catch the fish.

Xuanyun immediately followed suit.

The tall and thin young man glanced at them and immediately changed his mind, betting 1000 yuan.

Qian Ruicong had just been thrown down and lost all his chips, but he was in a hurry to follow suit and had no time to go to the counter to exchange chips.

He glanced at Xuanyun. This wouldn't work. The gloating leader would definitely not lend him the money. Even if he did, he didn't want to bow his head.

Then he looked at the tall and thin man, but this one didn't work either. He looked poor and probably didn't have much cash. So he finally turned his attention to Si Tiantian.

Well, the girl is pretty and must be kind-hearted, so she can probably lend it to him. The most important thing is that she lends it and pays it back, so there is a give and take between them. Maybe they can even become a good story!

"Miss, my name is Qian Ruicong, and I'm from the Qian family in Jing City. Can you lend me 10000 chips? No, 1000 chips is enough. I promise to pay you back double in the future."

Si Tiantian looked at him in surprise, "Qian family in Jing City, what is your relationship with Qian Jiafu?"

Qian Ruicong's eyes widened in shock. "You know that fat guy?"

Si Tiantian raised an eyebrow. Fatty? It seems like they don't have a good relationship.

Seeing Si Tiantian's strange expression, Qian Ruicong quickly put away the distorted expression on his face and began to chatter non-stop, "Don't be fooled by that fat guy. He looks smiling, but he's actually a smiling tiger. You don't know when he tricked you."

Si Tiantian: "So you were cheated?"

Qian Ruicong immediately burst into tears, "I was cheated, I was cheated many times..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. How could he let the beautiful woman think that he was dumber than Qian Jiafu? No, so he immediately straightened up and said, "No, no, no, I have never been cheated. It was me who cheated him. He and I are rivals for the heir. With his little ability, how could he compete with me? Sooner or later, I will defeat him and become the heir of the Qian family."

Si Tiantian: It’s a good fantasy, but don’t fantasize about it next time. This kid is obviously stupid. How can he compare with Qian Jiafu, who is so smart and clever like an abacus expert.

However, Si Tiantian still lent him some chips for the sake of Taoist Ling Xiao, and he immediately bet all the 1000 chips he had just received.

He was indeed a wealthy man, and luckily he won this round, so he quickly returned the chips.

Then the game went on at the table just like Brother Sheng did at the beginning, winning every time and every round. It was the 10th round, and the highest chips of the Taoist priests in this round had reached 5. Si Tiantian suddenly stopped, looked up at the dealer Gui who had a strange and evil smile, her eyelids twitched, and she silently put the chips back in her hand.

Xuanyun and the tall and thin young man glanced at her and immediately did as she said.

Even the wealthy Qian Ruicong quietly withdrew his hand and decided not to bet this time. He had learned his lesson after the first one.

Si Tiantian glanced at Taoist Ling Xiao and couldn't help but remind him, "Uncle Master, why don't you bet on this round? I think the dealer seems a little strange, maybe he'll do something tricky."

Before Taoist Ling Xiao could speak, Taoist Ling Yu, who was standing next to him, put his hands behind his waist, an unfathomable look on his face. "Don't worry, little nephew. I've calculated it. We still have less than a minute left. We will definitely win."

Si Tiantian opened her mouth to try to persuade him again, but Ling Yu acted as if to say, "I'm very confident that my calculations are correct even if you don't listen to me," and even added another 10000 ghost notes.

The other Taoist priests followed suit and added a little bit, even Taoist Lingxiao was no exception, and comforted Si Tiantian, "Don't worry, even if you lose everything, we have some ghost money to cover the loss."

Hearing this, Si Tiantian stopped trying to persuade him and stared intently at the dealer ghost. The corners of his mouth pulled up, revealing a strange and joyful smile, as if he saw a fish about to be hooked, with hidden excitement.

Si Tiantian's heart skipped a beat. Just as the dice cup in her hand was about to be opened, the gamblers and butchers at the next table started fighting madly, directly knocking the dealer off balance. Her hand also lifted the dice cup, allowing them to clearly see the number inside, "Three three two, small."

"Win, win!"

Taoist priests Ling Xiao immediately cheered excitedly.