Chapter 34: My Good Luck (I)
Although Loren pretended to be very confident, he was not very sure in fact - it was better to say that he was already very disgusted with gambling, whether it was in his previous life or... In this life.
The reason is simple, it is an act of pure luck, the results are completely unpredictable, and even if sufficient intelligence and information can be obtained, and after careful calculation, it is impossible to ensure 100% success.
So there's only one way to win 100% at the table... Fraud.
But it is also very difficult to do so...... From chips, gambling equipment, tables and chairs to every small object, all are provided here, and they are all very high-end and exquisite luxuries: the small dice are also pure silver, and the cards in the dealer's hand are actually drawn with gold dust, and the imitation cost is very high.
"Is there anything you want to play, after all, you're here for the first time, you must be curious, right?"
Walking in the bustling hall, Lina, who was dressed in a black dress, was still expressionless, unmoved by the warm atmosphere around her:
"It's just a casino, but there's a lot to play here... Anyway, you men's pleasure can never be separated from money and women. β
Black-rimmed glasses shrugged: "Usually the people who play in the hall are new outsiders, or guys who don't have a lot of money in their pockets - usually this kind of person is the best way to cheat money." β
"The real regulars are basically in the separate rooms on the upper floors, and of course, even on the ground floor there are a lot of things to play, such as card games and so on. β
Solitaire? If you also have Hearthstone, Gwent cards or something, then you can be sure......
Hearing this, the black-haired wizard couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth: "It sounds like you're still a regular here?"
"Of course, otherwise where do you think the two million debts come from?" The "black-rimmed glasses", which had always had no expression, suddenly snorted very self-deprecatingly:
"This kind of thing, once you touch it, you don't want to get rid of it. β
"There's still a chance. Loren smiled slightly: "As long as you can make up your mind." β
"It's so easy to say, but just now I accepted a bribe from President Clermont. Lena was completely unmoved: "Man... Sure enough, they are all stupid people who are different from the outside. β
"You seem to have said something like that before. β
"Yes, I'll say it again if there is, you're used to it anyway. β
β......β
At the end of the crowd was a huge round table with more than a dozen chairs around it, and although it looked lively, there were very few people who actually sat down to play, mostly talking and laughing next to them, or pointing at the gamblers sitting there, and occasionally commenting.
"It's roulette, and it's usually played by out-of-town guests who come alone, or just guys who are just ready to have fun, so roulette here is also the easiest. The "black-rimmed glasses" on the side introduced Loren.
Right next to that roulette wheel there are forty numbers next to each seat, divided into black and white according to odd and even, and below the numbers are bets.
As Leah said, the rules of roulette here are very simple - first a small oak ball is placed on top of the wheel, and there are a total of 40 black and white holes marked with numbers, and the player needs to guess the number of points by guessing where the ball will fall, and can only bet on one at a time.
According to the rules, it is also divided into two kinds of bets on black and white and pressing numbers: if no one bets on the numbers, the person who bets on black and white wins, the odds are one to one, and the rest of the players are considered to lose, and need to pay one-tenth of the commission, so the real result is nine tenths of a loss;
But if someone bets on a number, it will be counted as a win regardless of how much the rest of the players press, and the odds are 10 to 10.
"That is to say... As long as one person bets on the number, everyone else loses, right?" Loren chuckled: "If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to buy black and white without offending others?"
"Don't be whimsical, how can there be such a good thing. β
With a light snort, Lena pushed her glasses: "Even if you bet on black and white bets to win, only the person closest to the number can winβhow can a place like a casino be cheap for you to take advantage of?"
Speaking of this, Lena couldn't help frowning: "You don't really want to play roulette, do you?" This kind of game of pure luck is almost the most difficult to win, and there are almost no maneuvers. β
"Why not, the capital is given by others anyway, and we don't need to feel distressed if we lose it all. β
Loren shrugged his shoulders indifferently and gestured at the chips in the tray: "But as long as you win once, 30,000 becomes 300,000... You'll be able to pay off the $200,000 loan shark of that 'generous' Elder in no time!"
After that, the black-haired wizard ignored this "black-rimmed glasses" who always put cold guns to mock him, and directly pushed a chair and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, the game began β to ensure "fairness", there were a total of ten seconds from start to finish, and for ten seconds before the roulette wheel stopped spinning, the guests were free to switch or re-select their bets.
Looking at the small oak balls jumping on the fast-spinning roulette wheel, the black-haired wizard slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, picked up two chips casually, and put them directly under "Thirteen" without looking at them.
The first game... Anyway, let's try the water first.
Although there are not many guests playing roulette, there are quite a few onlookers... The moment he placed his bet, the black-haired wizard heard a lot of gloating laughter behind him, and a lot of eyes pointing at him.
"Are you really stupid?"
"Black-rimmed glasses" almost didn't miss any chance to hit Loren, and an extremely flat voice came from the side: "Even if it's the first time to come, it's troublesome to bet at least a number with a higher chance, okay?"
"Oh, is that so?" the disapproving black-haired wizard tilted his head, "Then if it were you, which number would you usually bet on?"
"Hmm... You're a fool. β
Lina, whose expression was numb, nodded thoughtfully: "Look at that roulette wheel, the style is not the same as the one outside, right-although it looks like each grid is the same size, the area on the disc is different, the wider it is outward, and the narrower it is in the middle." β
"In words you can understand, the probability of the ball falling into the middle is relatively low, so the probability of a number above twenty-four on the periphery is even higher - even if you guess odd and even, only those who are close to the number can win, stupid. β
The black-haired wizard was slightly stunned, then turned his head to look at the "black-framed glasses" beside him with a look of sudden realization.
"Mr. Loren Turin, what's that expression?"
"Nothing, just two things that suddenly understood. The roulette wheel behind him was still spinning wildly, and the corners of Loren's mouth raised slyly: "First, I'm starting to understand a little bit why you like gambling so much. β
"Really?" Lena was unmoved.
"It's just a little oak ball, pushing countless amounts of money with each jump, and you can make a tenfold profit if you succeed once you succeed - you don't have to pay, and you feel like you're completely entrusted with your fate... It's no less like life and death in a moment of fighting, or the feeling of being in contact with knowledge that you have never been exposed to before. β
"It's called 'can't stop,' right?"
"Hmm... That's right. β
Still expressionless, but Lena's eyes dimmed slightly: "Like a warrior caught in a fight, a scholar thirsty for knowledge... Once you fall into it, you can never get out of it. β
"Second, I've finally cleared up a misunderstanding - it was my mistake to mistake you for Brandon de Salion, and your heart is far from that complicated. β
Loren's expression became more and more playful, and he played with a chip in his hand: "In comparison, a guy who is more similar to you... It's supposed to be Isaac Grantham. β
"Beyond the intelligence of ordinary people, unforgettable memory, not caring about the eyes of others, extremely persistent in the things that matter to the heart... You are no ordinary man, Miss Lena de Salion. β
The "black-rimmed glasses" remained expressionless, did not admit or veto.
"Five, four, three, two, one!
At the shouts of the dealer, the roulette wheel stopped spinning, and the light oak ball landed firmly into the small compartment marked "Thirteen".
"At the end of this round, His Excellency Loren Torino bet on the win, one to ten, all wins!"
Loren, who didn't look back, took the chips handed over by the dealer and looked at the expressionless Lena with a smile:
"You see, I'm lucky. β