Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Even between different civilizations, there are commonalities, and Zhang Yi is very clear about this.

It doesn't matter even if he can't remember it himself, because he now has a think tank whose IQ is not inferior to Einstein's.

Zhang Yi did not find it troublesome, but read Sembamu's introduction to the gameplay carefully.

As he thought, many ways of playing were similar to those of humans, with only some differences in form.

Zhang Yi naturally ignored those gambling methods that were too weird.

In the end, Zhang Yi chose a dice game.

This is similar to how humans play dice. The dice of Nash Country has twelve sides, and each side has a number of Nash Country.

They count according to the duodecimal system, but in order to make it easier for Zhang Yi to understand, the intelligent system still translates it according to the decimal system.

Zhang Yi said, "Let's play a game of betting. I've made my choice."

Without any hesitation, he directly chose the way to play.

As a pure amateur player, the more complicated the rules are, the more disadvantageous it is for him.

Because the person opposite him must be a master.

"Smart choice."

Sembamu spread his hands, still with a smile on his face that showed that everything was under his control.

On the table, a black dice cup and a twelve-sided dice as big as Zhang Yi's fist suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"I'm curious about what kind of education you hairless rats from the outside world have received. But from a probability perspective, betting on the size gives you at least a 50% chance of winning."

"But," he leaned forward, his pale face beneath his huge white peaked hat revealing a look of mockery as if he were looking at a toy, "this also means that there's a 50% chance you'll die instantly!"

"So no matter what the outcome is at the gambling table, in this duel, I've already won 50% of your chances."

Zhang Yi looked at Sembamu in front of him and sneered in his heart.

He knew that the other party was attacking his heart, and if his mind was confused at the gambling table, it would be easy to make wrong decisions.

However, this method is indeed very effective, because it is difficult for ordinary people to remain calm in the face of life and death.

The brain may even go blank because of fear, and the person may do things that they cannot understand.

But Zhang Yi is obviously not that kind of person.

He never fights a battle he is not sure of.

Because he is a dual-system alien of time and space.

[Tracking Everything] can predict the future two seconds later. This ability can give him an advantage in the game of probability.

In other words, he could see through the dice cup in front of him.

Zhang Yi said to Sembamu, "To prevent cheating, I require that the dice cup be opened immediately after I place my bet. If the time exceeds one second, you lose."

A hint of mockery flashed across Sembamu's narrow and sinister eyes.

"Are you making a request of me?"

Zhang Yi looked at him with a smile: "As a gambler, I also have my rights. Don't forget, here we can only decide everything through gambling."

"If you cannot meet my reasonable demands, I can refuse to continue the gambling."

"Besides," Zhang Yi said with a mocking look on his face, "the dice cup is right in your hand. Are you really planning to cheat? Or are you afraid of me?"

These words made Sembamu's eyes turn cold.

He was the noble Duke of Nash, but what he saw before him were just hairless rats that were their domestic animals.

Will he be scared?

"Although I don't know what you are thinking, I can agree to your request."

He looked at the demonic clown next to him and said, "Add this rule to the gambling table. If I don't open the dice cup within one second after he places his bet, I lose."

The devil clown's eyes rolled around, "Yes, sir!"

"Let's get started. If the bet is something on the body, is hair okay?"

Zhang Yi knocked on the table. He would not make any big attempts at the beginning. Of course, he had to test it out first.