Chapter 437: Chapter 231 The Fusion of Talent [10,000 Words]_4 Chapter 437: Chapter 231 The Fusion of Talent [10,000 Words]_4 [Potential Burst]: After triggering this Talent Ability, one’s innate talent and all attributes increase by 20%, Concentration and cognition by 20%, lasting for one hour. Each activation consus 10% of one’s physical energy value, and physical energy consumption increases by 20% during its duration.
“Hmm? This is pretty good,” Mu Rufeng revealed a smile after reviewing the attribute.
This Potential Burst was definitely far superior to both [Fury] and [Bloodthirst] in terms of attributes. Although it had side effects as well, they were rely a slight increase in physical energy consumption.
Mu Rufeng imdiately shattered the Talent Light Group.
[Talent Acquired: Potential Burst]
Subsequently, Mu Rufeng directly activated the Potential Burst.
Instantly, Mu Rufeng felt his attributes slightly improve, and he could clearly sense that about a tenth of his physical energy had been consud.
That was of no concern, he could recover by eating sothing.
Speaking of eating, Mu Rufeng suddenly realized he had beco hungry again.
Right, the hungry ghost’s stomach was still with him.
Without hesitation, Mu Rufeng removed the hungry ghost’s stomach, and the mont he did, he felt an intense pain in his abdon.
Mu Rufeng was powerful and even without a stomach, it would not be a problem for a while.
He imdiately took out the organ growth device.
After figuring out how to use it, Mu Rufeng pressed the device against his abdon.
Soon after, a price appeared on the device’s screen.
One million soul banknotes!
“One million soul banknotes? That’s expensive,” Mu Rufeng frowned.
If it’s that costly, only Mr. Mu or senior officials of the relevant departnts in the real world could probably afford it.
He imdiately inserted one million soul banknotes into the deposit slot.
Swiftly, a miraculous energy erged and flowed into Mu Rufeng’s abdon.
The intense pain vanished in an instant.
In just about ten seconds, the machine stopped working, and upon self-examination, Mu Rufeng found that his stomach had regrown.
After packing up the device, Mu Rufeng stepped out of VIP room 1.
Simple bets of Soul Power like these are much easier to improve upon, but if the bet is too big, the difficulty also increases.
Yet once you bet on Talent Abilities, items, and so forth, the difficulty escalates even more.
So much so that even with a high Luck Value like Mu Rufeng’s, it’s impossible to avoid difficulty.
Of course, even so, his Luck Value allowed Mu Rufeng to at least get his principal amount back, though the profit was less.
In this way, the risk and inco beca disproportionate.
Mu Rufeng glanced towards VIP room 3, pondered for a mont, decided not to go, and instead approached a booth, looking down at the hall on the first floor.
Mu Rufeng reviewed his pass-through mission.
[Current number of betting victories: 9]
Three was the guaranteed mission completion with a 100% pass-through rate, and the subsequent six would lead to 600%.
aning, if Mu Rufeng wanted to max out the pass-through rate, he still needed to win another ninety-three tis.
“Let’s first max out the pass-through rate limit, and then take a look at VIP room 3,” Mu Rufeng imdiately headed towards the first floor.
Of course, he wouldn’t be foolish enough to bet a lot at once; what he needed now were wins, not Soul Power.
Since it was only the second floor, Mu Rufeng didn’t bother waiting for the elevator and decided to take the stairs down.
However, before he could reach the stairs, soone stopped him.
“Mr. Mu, are you planning to go to the first floor? Does the second floor’s play not suit your taste?” the lobby manager Tang Feng asked as he watched Mu Rufeng.
“I don’t feel like playing anymore. After more than a hundred bowls of snail noodles, I’m stuffed. I’m going downstairs for a walk, to digest a bit.”
“Look, do I appear chubbier than before?” Mu Rufeng asked, pointing at his double chin and round face.
“Uh… indeed, it’s surprising that Mr. Mu can eat so much,” Tang Feng replied with a laugh.
“To eat well is to be fortunate.”
“By the way, Manager Tang, forgive my boldness, but how does one get to the third floor? Do I have to try all the gas in every room to be allowed up?” Mu Rufeng asked.
“Mr. Mu, there are three ways to get to the third floor.”
“The first is as you ntioned, play all the gas from VIP rooms 1 to 100, and you’ll be able to access the third floor.”
“The second is to have assets amounting to one hundred million Soul Power, which then grants access; here we only account for Soul Power, not Talent Abilities or any other kind of assets.”
“The third is if your power reaches Level 9 Ghost Emperor, you can directly ascend to the third floor without any financial restrictions,” Tang Feng explained.
“I see, thank you for clarifying, Manager Tang,” Mu Rufeng politely thanked him and then proceeded downstairs.
Tang Feng didn’t continue to block his way and watched Mu Rufeng until he was out of sight.
Mu Rufeng reached the first floor, and the bustling noise and lively scene made him feel slightly uncomfortable.
Approaching the nearest table, Mu Rufeng found it was a blackjack ga.
Truth be told, there were many gambling thods Mu Rufeng was not familiar with; he only knew the most basic ones.
For example, Texas Hold’em, Fight the Landlord, and betting on Big or Small.
However, Mu Rufeng didn’t care whether he knew the gas or not. Winning was all that mattered.
Of course, off to the side of the gaming table, Mu Rufeng spotted a small notice.
It had the rules for blackjack, and he grasped how to play imdiately upon reading it.
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