Weird apocalypse: Spend money on ghosts and get a 10,000x return

"Okay, you're already in a difficult situation, so why not let him admit defeat with conviction?"

Mao Yi continued mysteriously, "You've only just mastered the lower two levels. You have no idea what complete control is."

"But I'm different. I've mastered the upper three levels for a long time, so I can naturally use them in ways you wouldn't imagine."

"You can imagine the entire ancient building as an independent world, and you can even imagine the upper three floors as an independent world."

"In a world, there are naturally luck and misfortune, and I put all the luck points on my side, achieving the ultimate luck."

"I can draw an Ace even with my eyes closed."

As soon as the cat finished speaking, he put his hands on his hips and laughed.

"Cheating, you are cheating!" Xiao Xia was so angry that her hair was about to fly, and she pointed at Mao Yi and started cursing.

"Cheating? I've acknowledged the rules, so what's the point of cheating? Don't you think so, Chu Yang?" Mao Yi looked at Chu Yang proudly.

"Indeed, so..."

"You are only extremely lucky, not absolutely lucky, right?" Chu Yang asked.

"Of course, although I can make myself absolutely lucky in the upper three levels that I control, if I am absolutely lucky, the rules will not allow the gambling to be established." Mao Yi explained.

"I understand. Let's get on with it." Chu Yang nodded.

"Boss Chu, this dead cat has said this, and you still want to play with him?" Xiao Xia widened her eyes.

“The rules have intervened, how can we stop it?”

"Besides, it's just ultimate luck, what's the big deal."

Chu Yang looked at him with disdain, a glint of fire flickering in his eyes.

Under this rule, Maoyi can win countless times, but cannot afford the consequences of losing once.

And I can bear to lose countless times so that I can win that one time in the end.

"bring it on!"

"Your Excellency wins! Chu Yang loses 16 million underworld coins!"

"Your Excellency wins, and Chu Yang loses 32 million underworld coins!"

"Your Excellency wins, Chu Yang loses 64 million underworld coins!"

After three rounds, Chu Yang lost more and more ghost money.

Xiaoxia and Xiaoye were extremely nervous, but the parties involved, Chu Yang and Mao Yi, were not panicked at all.

Mao Yi knew that this amount of money was nothing to a big boss like Chu Yang.

Chu Yang also knew that the game had just begun.

"Your Excellency wins! Chu Yang loses 128 million ghost coins!"

"Your Excellency wins! Chu Yang loses 256 million ghost coins!"

"Your Excellency wins, Chu Yang loses 512 million ghost coins!"

In total, Chu Yang has lost about 1 billion yuan. With so much ghost money, even if it is of large denominations, it would still be like a small mountain when piled together.

"So many paper money for the dead, and such a nice smell. I am so happy. My life as a cat is endless."

The cat rolled around in the hill of paper money with its mouth never relaxed.

"Boss Chu..."

Xiao Xia's eyes were red and she was crying.

It was the first time she had seen so much paper money for the dead, and it was all provided by Chu Yang. Xiao Xia couldn't help crying just by looking at it.

"Why are you crying? You're useless! Rub my shoulders." Chu Yang sat up straight and called Xiao Xia over.

Xiao Xia came over happily.

"Oh? Are you getting serious now? Although this amount of ghost money isn't your limit, it should be close. From now on, every time you lose a round, your winnings will be doubled."

Mao Yi jumped out from the mountain of paper money and said with a smile.

This will be the happiest day of his cat life.

Not only can he get a large amount of ghost money from Chu Yang, but he can also take back the white beads and completely control the ancient building.

Chu Yang is simply his lucky star.

"No, no, no, the game has just begun."

Chu Yang's back was straight, and he exuded great momentum, which gave Mao Yidu a slightly different feeling.

"If you beg for mercy, I can return some paper money to you after this is over." Mao Yi said.

"No need." Chu Yang said lightly.

"Okay, let's get started!"

"Your Excellency wins! Chu Yang loses 1.24 billion underworld coins!"

"Your Excellency wins! Chu Yang loses 2.48 billion ghost coins!"

"Your Excellency wins, and Chu Yang loses 4.96 billion underworld coins!"

The three rounds lasted very shortly, and everyone present, except Chu Yang, felt as if a whole year had passed.

About 10 billion ghost money piled together have become a mountain.

The cat no longer had the excitement it had just had.

"You haven't lost everything yet?" Mao Yi asked with a frown.

"The rules haven't been determined yet, why are you in such a hurry?" Chu Yang laughed.

Maoyi's eyes twitched, and he looked fierce: "If you haven't lost everything yet, I will make you lose it all. Continue!"

"Your Excellency wins, Chu Yang will pay 8.192 billion Nether Money as compensation!"

Snack's voice became weak and he felt like he was going to pass out.

Because faced with such a huge amount of compensation, Chu Yang still took out the paper money calmly.

Mao Yi's right hand trembled: "Haven't you lost everything yet?"

"We're just getting started." Chu Yang's expression didn't change at all, he still looked indifferent.

Just a few tens of billions, what's there to worry about?

"Double it next time, that should be your limit." Mao Yi took a deep breath and signaled the start of the midnight snack.

"Your Excellency wins, Chu Yang will pay 16.284 billion ghost coins as compensation..."

Cat I breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Is this finally over?"

Chu Yang did not respond with words, but took out the paper money for the dead lightly.

"You still have more? It's not over yet!?" The cat widened its golden eyes, and its paws trembled uncontrollably as if it had Parkinson's disease.

"I'm losing money, what are you afraid of?" Chu Yang asked with his head tilted.

"You, you, you...how much money do you have left!" the cat asked, panting heavily.

At this point, all the pressure has shifted to him.

"Maybe I can hold out for another hundred games or so." Chu Yang shrugged.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You must only have one or two left, so continue your midnight snack!" the cat roared.

"Your Excellency wins, Chu Yang loses 32.5 billion..."

A mountain of paper money for the dead was thrown aside. Xiao Xia stared blankly at the scene in front of him, with nothing but numbness in his eyes.

Her worldview collapsed.

Why is the gap between people so big?

Even today, there are still people in the underworld who risk their lives for a few thousand pieces of paper money.

And Chu Yang spent a lot of money here, how much money did he lose?

"One last time, please give me one last time." Mao Yi's golden eyes turned red.

I'm afraid no one knows why he, an invincible winner, is under so much pressure.

Because he couldn't afford to lose. This was a gambling game with rules in effect. Now that he had lost, how much ghost money did he have to pay Chu Yang?

You have to risk your life on this.

The most important thing is that he brought himself ultimate luck, not absolute luck.

In other words, Chu Yang still has the possibility of winning a game.

"What are you talking about? Keep going!" Chu Yang waved his hand.

"Your Excellency wins, Chu Yang loses 65 billion..." Before Xiaoye could finish his words, Maoyi held his head and screamed.

"It's not over yet? It's not over yet!"

"I'll return all the ghost money to you, and we'll end the gambling and the rules together, okay?"