78: Chapter 77: Gambler’s ntality 78: Chapter 77: Gambler’s ntality Everyone in prison is extraordinary, each with their own story.
If their lives had been mundane, they wouldn’t have ended up in prison.
In particular, the inmates at Pelican Bay Prison, since this facility is the highest security prison in the United States and houses the most dangerous felons.
Chris stood up and left, while Yang Yi’s gaze shifted to the other inmates.
Here, no one was easy going, no one could be overlooked.
Maybe an inmate who looked ordinary and acted cautiously every day, but who knew what significant cris he had committed on the outside.
Danny said he lacked a sense of urgency because he had lived in too comfortable an environnt since childhood, so it was necessary to find him a truly suitable environnt for reform.
Now, Yang Yi finally understood what it felt like to be constantly on guard against being stabbed to death.
Yang Yi had been very tense; ever since he entered prison, he had never relaxed.
He had been forced to shift his daily concerns from trivial matters like what to eat to how to survive and how to deal with each enemy that erged.
Under these circumstances, he found it impossible to relax even if he wanted to.
Now, everyone thought Yang Yi was a dead man, which was evident from the betting odds—one could only win a single cigarette from a pack bet, which was no different from having no odds at all.
Watching Buddy still registering bets, Yang Yi suddenly felt a bit irritable.
It was he who had challenged the Boxing King, but he wasn’t doing this to court death.
Just then, Yang Yi saw the crowd around Buddy start to argue, but they weren’t fighting, just bickering.
It seed that Buddy made a compromise, and then a cheer erupted from the crowd around him.
Soon the scene of people bustling around Buddy without placing bets changed quickly, and Buddy finally began to record bets swiftly on his notebook.
Yang Yi found it interesting, watching the myriad lives of inmates in the prison, observing this unique ecosystem; he found it extrely interesting.
After Buddy was busy for a while, he suddenly made his way through the crowd towards Yang Yi.
Buddy sat down next to Yang Yi and said, “Mate, got anything you want to say?”
Yang Yi smiled, “Nothing much to say, oh, place a bet for , please.
My money should be enough for about four packs of cigarettes.
I’ll bet all four on myself.”
Buddy imdiately started writing in his notebook while muttering, “Prisoner 3387 bets four packs on himself to win, odds one to ten, alright, it’s written down.”
Yang Yi laughed, “That’s not right, wasn’t it one to twenty?”
Buddy shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless, “The odds were adjusted.
Otherwise, there was no way to take bets.
Everyone was betting on the Boxing King to win, but with odds of one cigarette per pack, no one was willing to bet—it was aningless—so the odds had to be significantly adjusted.
The Boxing King’s odds are one to 0.5, so if you bet two packs, you get one pack of cigarettes if he wins; betting on you, one pack turns into ten.”
Yang Yi frowned, “That doesn’t seem right.
If everyone bets two packs on the Boxing King and one pack on , then if I win, they’ll earn seven packs of cigarettes, but if the Boxing King wins, they get back three packs.
This ans they could potentially not profit but will definitely not lose, right?”
Buddy laughed, “Yeah, that’s how it is, but what can I do?
Without this odd, no one would place bets.
Plus, you have to believe in people’s confidence in the Boxing King.
They think that turning two packs into three is pretty good—why risk a sure profit for a break-even?
Mate, you need to understand the gambler’s psychology; they’re thinking about winning, not about not losing.”
Yang Yi imdiately said, “That makes sense, total sense!
So how many people are betting on to win?”
Buddy laughed, “There are still people betting on you winning, because the ten-to-one odds are very tempting.
So are hedging their bets, just like you said.
If you win, they make a killing; if you lose, they won’t owe anything.
However, the vast majority are all in on the Boxing King.”
After saying this with a grin, Buddy lowered his voice and said, “Buddy, if you win, I’m going to make a fortune.
If you lose, I won’t owe but won’t make much either.
That’s why I’m really hoping you can pull it off.”
Yang Yi laughed, “If you want to make a killing off , you’ve got to do sothing.
Just rooting for in spirit isn’t enough.”
Buddy helplessly replied, “I’d love to rig the ga, but I don’t have the power to do that.
Buddy, this is a cage fight.
Two enter, only one leaves.
All I can do is wait for the outco; I can’t even cheer for you.
So, I can’t help you.”
Yang Yi whispered, “So where will the cage fight take place?
Surely not in the cell, right?”
“Right in the cell.
Two inmates clash and one ends up dead—it’s quite common.
Where else would it be, did you think there would be a crowd of us watching you and the Boxing King duke it out?
Stop dreaming; although we’d all love to see it, we won’t get to.”
Yang Yi thought for a mont and then asked in a low voice, “Tell , which cell will we fight in?”
“That’s not certain.
They just move you to whichever cell is available.
If there’s no empty cell, they make adjustnts.
It’s easy.”
“Before we’re sent to the cell for the cage fight, will they search us?”
“Search us?
No.
How would you kill without a weapon?
Not everyone has the power to puml soone to death with their fists, so a cage fight ans there will definitely be weapons.
Well, most of the ti that’s the case, but the Boxing King probably won’t use a knife.
Do you think he needs one?
Of course, he doesn’t.
He could just knock you out with a heavy punch, then slowly strangle you to death with no issue.”
Yang Yi’s face darkened, and he gave a bitter smile, “Buddy, can’t you put it a bit more delicately?
It looks like you’ve written off already.”
Buddy nodded and said, “Yeah, that’s right.
We all think you’re a goner.
Even though you’ve been in solitary for a week and ca out fine, buddy, even if you’re crazy, you don’t have the muscles and fists of the Boxing King.
Sadly, in a cage fight, a madman can’t beat a boxer.”
Yang Yi let out a sigh and said, “You can help , you want to win, right?
Then you’ve got to help out.”
Buddy shook his head and replied, “No, I can’t help you, and I shouldn’t help you, or my reputation would be shot.”
Yang Yi smiled and said, “Hear out, you only need to do one thing.
I’ve heard that the beds in the cells are different?
My current cell has two beds, while so cells have bunk beds, right?”
Buddy frowned and said, “That’s right, but what’s the use of that?”
Yang Yi spoke softly, “Get your n to find a cell with bunk beds.
Also, when they take us to the cell, let go first instead of the Boxing King.
Those are my only requests, and you can do it.
If you want to co out on top, the biggest winner, then you’ve got to help .”
Buddy hesitated for a mont, then he stood up and said, “Give your stake now.
Everyone else can pay after the match, but not you.”
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