After rummaging for a long time, Lin Kun finally found a reincarnation who gambled for a full 50,000 points.

Reincarnators who dare to bet on so many points don't need to guess to know that they are definitely not characters to mess with.

But it is impossible for any reincarnation person who is not confident enough in his own abilities to make such a big gamble.

Similarly, what Lin Kun lacks most is self-confidence.

He chose to challenge the other party without hesitation, and after handing in 50,000 points, a black hole-like entrance appeared on the wall next to him.

"Hint: You must enter the world of gambling within a minute, otherwise it will be considered an automatic defeat!"

Listening to the cold voice of the main god, Lin Kun rushed into this black hole without hesitation.

There was darkness in front of him, and his feet did not touch the real thing at all, and his body fell suddenly.

"Whew!"

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings brightened.

Lin Kun immediately glanced around and found that it was an ordinary room, and it was sunny outside.

He was lying on a fluffy couch, and on the coffee table in front of him was a cup with a slight light brown liquid left in it, which smelled like coffee.

However, it must have been sitting for a long time, and the remaining coffee has become extremely viscous.

There was also an ashtray next to it, which was full of cigarette butts.

Lin Kun was not in a hurry, and checked himself first.

Dressed in casual clothes, it should be in your own home, so it is more relaxed to dress up, nothing unusual.

I touched my chin casually, my beard was unkempt, my hair was just oily, and there was a faint smell on my body, as if I hadn't taken a shower for many days.

On his arm he wore a watch of inferior material, on which the hands showed the time - 8 o'clock sharp.

I found a mobile phone in the corner of the sofa, used it as a mirror, and took a look at myself.

Lin Kun in the mirror looks to be about thirty years old, with a scruffy beard and slightly curly half-long hair.

There is no reincarnation imprint, no storage space, and the whole body is soft, and it looks like a dead house that doesn't exercise often.

A new identity, a new body.

For these, Lin Kun was not surprised.

Since he has become an ordinary person, the reincarnator who gambled with him must be in the same situation.

It is conceivable that this gambling world should be biased towards fighting intelligence, and there may be little need to use force.

Under normal circumstances, the main god will give the two sides of the gambling fight a task, or set a common goal, and the first to complete it is the winner.

But this time, it's interesting.

The Lord God did not issue tasks or explanations, that is, everything was left to his own groping, which tested the minds of the participants.

As for who is the reincarnation who gambled with Lin Kun? Where the hell is it? What does it take to win?

It's all unknown.

As for whether you can find the answers to these questions, it all depends on your personal ability.

The mobile phone was not locked, Lin Kun looked through it for a while, and found that the mobile phone did not have a calling card, and it could not access the Internet at all, nor could it make calls.

Contacts, text messages, and call logs are all empty, and there is no redundant software, and basically all the software that can be deleted has been deleted, and it looks particularly empty.

It seems that the owner of the phone can only make his mood feel a little more comfortable by doing this.

There were no clues in the phone for the time being, so Lin Kun stood up and looked around.

The room was particularly messy, it seemed like it hadn't been taken care of in a long time, the floor was dirty, and there were cigarette butts and beer bottles everywhere.

Some of the cup lamps were smashed to the ground, and no one paid attention to them.

It is not difficult to see that the owner of the room seems to be in a very bad mood lately, so depressed that he has to smash things to vent.

There was a laptop on the floor, Lin Kun picked it up and checked it, and broke some corners and corners, but it didn't hurt.

I pressed the keyboard casually, and the screen immediately lit up.

There was a document on it, but it was completely blank, not a single word.

Lin Kun kept the document small, the computer desktop, quite concise, and there was no software such as games.

One of the real eye-catchers are the several folders.

"Detective Record", "Detective", "Trick Case"......

Lin Kun flipped through it casually, and it was full of detectives' text documents.

Thinking about his current identity, he is mostly a writer, and seems to have a soft spot for detectives.

However, from the not very spacious room, old mobile phone, and cheap notebook, it is not difficult to see that this so-called detective family is not wealthy.

Moreover, this person seems to have encountered a problem or bottleneck in his creation recently, which is why he is so depressed and sinking, and even more and more degenerate.

But are these really related to the victory of this gambling battle?

It is certainly not meaningless that the Lord God has given such an identity.

It's just the beginning, Lin Kun is not in a hurry, the more anxious he is, the more likely he is to miss some important details.

In this world of wit, the details are extremely important, and may even determine the success or failure of this time.

Thinking that his opponent should not be much better, it is estimated that most of them are like him, and they are slowly exploring in confusion.

Not in a hurry to go out, Lin Kun first searched carefully in the room inch by inch to see if there were any important clues missing.

In the bedroom, he finally found something useful.

It was a notebook, a diary, to be exact.

In front, there are some meaningless daily life, Lin Kun quickly swept through, looking for the key points in them.

Soon, he spotted the turning point.

"April 5th, fine. I started preparing new books today, every new book is a new beginning, it's like starting a new life, I hope to write a detective that readers will like this time! ”

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"April 7, cloudy. Two days have passed, and I haven't written a word about the new book, so I really have no inspiration and my head hurts. ”

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"April 15, cloudy. I finally wrote a little bit today, but when I look back, I can't believe that I wrote it myself, like a pile of shit! ”

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"April 22, cloudy. I feel like I'm going crazy! ”

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"April 25, cloudy. I want to pry my head open and see what's inside! ”

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"April 28, cloudy. I'm just a waste, destined to achieve nothing in my life, what's the point of living? ”

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"May 1st, cloudy. I felt like I had an extra voice in my head. Who's that? Is that me? ”

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"May 3rd, cloudy. The voice told me that inspiration comes from life, and he said a way to find inspiration, and I didn't know if I should try it or not. ”

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"May 5th, cloudy. I still can't write a word, I really want to try it once, just once, but reason tells me that I can't do it! ”

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"May 8th, cloudy. It's noisy, it's noisy, I think I really should do something! ”