Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

The demonic clown said, "The minimum bet is one point worth of items! Your entire body is worth 1000 points in total. Therefore, your smallest bet must be your entire nail!"

Zhang Yi looked at his left hand and said calmly, "Okay, in the first round, I'll bet the nail of my left little finger."

Sembamu raised the corner of his mouth, "Well, I'm going to start shaking the cup!"

He picked up the huge dice cup and began to shake it.

He didn't shake very fast, but deliberately made a loud noise in front of Zhang Yi, as if using this atmosphere to put pressure on Zhang Yi.

If a person puts his body or even his life on the gambling table, his psychological defenses will inevitably be torn apart over time.

Sembamu understood this very well; he was a seasoned gambler.

In the Nash Kingdom, he particularly likes to hold huge gambling parties, and then attract a group of ignorant gamblers to come and die.

He really enjoyed playing with people's hearts, especially watching those crazy gamblers. The sounds of them wailing in despair after losing everything were the most beautiful music he enjoyed.

Zhang Yi looked at him coldly.

"Everything follows, start!"

His ability was always locked on the dice cup, and he saw overlapping images in his eyes, which were the changes in the dice cup after two seconds.

"boom!"

The dice cup was pressed onto the table.

The image in Zhang Yi's eyes gradually locked on, and he had already seen the result after the dice cup was opened.

It’s nine o’clock, big!

Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, then stared at Semper with caution and said, "I'm betting on the big one!"

Sembamu raised the corner of his mouth, reached out to open the dice cup, and after seeing the points, he smiled.

"You're lucky! You won the first bet. It's a pity that you only bet a fingernail. If you had bet your heart, you would have won 1000 points by now!"

Sembamu's tone was full of temptation.

This is indeed very tempting, but Zhang Yi will not be fooled.

The rules at the gambling table can't be that simple.

At this time, a scoreboard appeared next to the devil clown, with the number "1" on it, which Zhang Yi could understand.

"It's better to be safe than sorry. I'd better be careful at other people's gambling tables."

Zhang Yi said with a smile.

The second game continued, and this time, Zhang Yi won again.

But his bet is still 1 point, so now his stake is two points.

In the third game, Zhang Yi raised the stakes.

This time he bet all two points in his hand.

But unfortunately, he lost this game.

The good news is that Zhang Yi lost on purpose.

He did not blindly reveal his abilities.

If he could win twice in a row, that would be good luck, but if he won the third time, then Semper would definitely doubt his ability.

So, deception is necessary.

After three rounds, the situation at the gambling table returned to its previous state.

The smile on Sembamu's face grew even wider.

"It seems like you've worked for nothing. If you keep gambling like this, you'll never be able to leave my Devil's Casino!"

This sentence made Zhang Yi look sharply.

What would happen if he couldn't leave the casino?

Apparently, the casino has a problem that it hasn't explained.

What will happen if the person who is dragged into the gambling game does not join the game?

What would happen if the gambling game was extended indefinitely?

Will it bring bad luck?

Once this idea comes to mind, people will inevitably feel restless and subconsciously want to increase the stakes.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, and he looked up at the devil clown next to him and the scoreboard with the number "0".

This time, he slowly stretched out his left hand and placed it on the table.

"This time, I'm betting on my left hand!"

The smile in Sembamu's eyes became even more intense, and the corners of his mouth were almost stretched to the back of his ears.

"Your left hand is worth 100 points!"