Chapter 600: Chapter 391: If he plays idealism, then I’ll play idealism too. Chapter 600: Chapter 391: If he plays idealism, then I’ll play idealism too. “Heh.”
Wen Ping dodged the gambling den owner’s slap and, as if casually, flicked the dust off his shoulder, chuckling, “We’ll et again.”
With that,
he took the necklace from the owner’s hand and disappeared into the crowd without looking back.
Completely ignoring the pleas and calls of the guests around him.
…
“Hey, little brother, don’t go, we’ve already got six jokers, one more and you win 10 million Points, isn’t that worth more than the necklace?”
“Yeah, that’s 10 million Points, what are you waiting for if not to take a chance at this ti?”
“Here, young man, I’ll give you 1000 Points to finish this ga, how about it?”
The guests around the gambling table looked at Wen Ping’s unwaveringly departing figure with faces full of regret.
Although they hadn’t participated in this round,
watching such a staggering gamble to the end was thrilling for them, regardless of who won; it satisfied their craving and gave them sothing to talk about in the future.
It’s a sha it ended in such an anticlimactic way.
“But I have to say the kid’s got so real luck, typically we’d rarely encounter a wild card face, and this guy gets six in a row, it’s outrageous.”
“Do you think he could be a Card Shark or sothing?”
“Definitely not, this place is covered by a Prop with an extrely high priority in rules, it’s impossible to cheat here, and besides, isn’t the owner standing right there watching?”
“Would the owner not know if there was cheating?”
“That too.”
“Hahahaha.”
Just then, the bald gambling den owner, looking quite pleased, raised his hands and gestured for quiet: “Alright, everyone, you can disperse now. You’ve all seen that it was this young man who decided to end the ga.”
“It’s actually a bit of a pity.”
“I really did want to lose those 10 million Points so that business would be better in the future.”
“Tsk.”
The guests around them, all sharp and savvy, clearly understood the owner’s thoughts and wordlessly waved their hands and dispersed, continuing with what they were doing before.
And when no one was watching the table anymore,
the gambling den owner finally breathed a sigh of relief and handed the coin back to a staff mber, feeling fortunate to have acted swiftly, suffering only a slight loss rather than an unknowable amount.
Luckily.
It was just good fortune.
But pity about that Prop; he had started from scratch twice relying on it, and now, from this day forward, he would no longer have that chance.
But that was fine, at least the gambling den was still there, and as long as the place and its reputation persisted, losing a necklace didn’t really matter.
Just then—
The gambling den owner, about to turn away and leave, suddenly thought of sothing and hesitated. Seeing that no one was around, he took back the coin from the staff mber and tentatively tossed it into the air.
Imdiately afterward, he saw the coin fall to the table, spinning continuously.
As it slowly ca to a stop, it stood upright on the table.
Not heads, not tails, but standing on its edge.
A joker face!
The seventh joker face!
A straight flush of joker faces!
“…”
Gulping sound.
The gambling den owner unconsciously swallowed, his eyes full of fear and shock, along with disbelief. It was fortunate that he stopped the loss in ti by giving away the necklace. Had he stubbornly decided to bet!
He would have been utterly ruined by now!
That young man…
How could he be so certain that the last coin would be a joker face!?
Was it an extre trust in his own luck, or was it so rule or Prop he couldn’t access?
…
“Yi.”
On the rooftop, Tuberculosis Rabbit sat in a beach chair, chin propped on one hand, eyes full of confusion, and asked, “What did you an just now when you said there’s a difference between luck and Rule Luck?”
“I didn’t quite understand.”
“Rule Luck? What is that?”
“Hmm.”
Chen Yi pondered for a mont before explaining, “Suppose you have a box in front of you, and there’s a fifty percent chance of sothing good happening and a fifty percent chance of disaster when you open it.”
“What happens when you open it with your luck maxed out?”
“Of course, sothing good will happen, my luck is maxed out, how could there be a disaster?”
“Right, that’s true,” Chen Yi continued, “But if there’s a ninety-nine percent chance of disaster and only a one percent chance of sothing good in the box, what happens when you open it with your luck maxed out?”
“It’ll still be sothing good.”
Tuberculosis Rabbit expressed doubt, “If my luck is maxed, drawing the one percent chance wouldn’t be too hard, right? Otherwise, what’s the point of having maxed luck if it’s that weak?”
“Exactly, that’s the critical point.”
Chen Yi suddenly sat up straight, his expression serious, and said, “We assu that with maxed luck we’ll definitely encounter sothing good because we know there’s a one percent chance of that happening in the box, we’re aware of the precondition, right?”
“But if—”
“If the box only leads to disaster upon opening, what happens when you open it with your luck maxed out?”
Without waiting for Tuberculosis Rabbit to reply,
Chen Yi continued, “This is where we need to distinguish whether the observer has sufficient information. You’ve heard of quantum chanics. It ntions that under human observation, many things can change.”
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