Chapter 178: Inflationary Casinos

"Although you claim that the banknotes here are worth 16 billion yuan, they have not actually been checked, right? It is also impossible to tell whether there are counterfeit banknotes in it. ”

Bathed in a sea of 10,000 yuan bills, Vio said solemnly.

Judging from the scale of the banknotes on the spot, it should indeed be equivalent to the scale of tens of billions......

Vio is not a short-sighted person, 1 cubic meter of neatly stacked ordinary 100 yuan bills are worth about 8.4 million, and the size of the 10,000 yuan banknote is slightly larger than the former, which can be offset by fractions in the estimate.

In other words, the 16 billion yuan banknote needs at least 20 cubic meters of volume, and considering the fluffiness caused by splashing the banknotes at will, it can indeed fill this transparent room to this extent now.

But the old man's eyes were still focused on the table—

The previous rainstorm of banknotes was sprinkled all over the sky, but in fact, not many fell on the table, thinking that the bilberry side deliberately arranged and adjusted the direction of the blower.

The few bills that landed on the table were quickly cleared out by the dealer, and the cards were not covered.

The black and white tablecloth and the sea of amethyst on it are still brightly colored, but these nowadays, the chips are clearly not enough to give the impact. It's not so much the ocean as a puddle in the island of gaming tables in the middle of this ocean of money.

Human intuition is something so easily shaken, and it is always easily influenced by something more spectacular and new. Obviously, this pile of purple chips should be the most valuable thing on the scene, worth a total of 20 billion alliance coins - if they instantly change into those banknotes outside, this secret room will be completely filled with banknotes, whether it is Vio lingonberries or the onlooker dealers, none of the three people present can escape, and they will all have to drown in this copper-smelling pulp.

Amateur detectives and tabloid reporters will probably be interested in this strange death.

Vio lowered his eyes, still fixed on the cards that had been placed on the table—the two cards in his hand that were covered by his palm, the two hole cards that Lingonberry held down on his heel, and the community cards that had been turned over and had four cards remaining......

The points of the cards perfectly matched the old man's expectations. Seventeen of the nineteen convergence possibilities include the presence of this card, which is very much in line with expectations, indicating that both the calculations and the theory are perfectly on the right path.

There's no room for error.

A voice rose from the bottom of the old man's heart.

This is not only a gambling duel about tens of billions of dollars, but also a battle of dignity that tests Vio's talent as a mathematician.

"Once the chips are on the table, there is no reason to take them back. Since Mr. Vio did not recognize the value of the banknotes, the game had to be forfeited. ”

Lingonberry shrugged and said with a look of indifference.

The shiny black leather shoes on the table swayed left and right, as if they were provoking the timid person in front of them.

Calm down, be calm.

Counting his breath silently, Vio admonished himself.

He misses the time when he was desperately calculating halfway through the game, when the data of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division took up most of his mind, and he didn't have to think about anything other than the game.

Lingonberry was indeed a respectable gambler, and despite the fact that Vio had used the unfinished clock face algorithm to manipulate the probabilities during the game, and despite the chip advantage he had accumulated at the beginning of the game, the cunning man still pulled the poker face and constantly came up with new strategies to try to turn the game.

While Vio is using the analytical method to calculate the probability of the next card appearing, the bilberry is also using the inductive method to observe Vio's operation.

He avoided several games that Vio thought he had won, and sometimes he only pressed two chips, and the lingonberries would still run away from the battlefield nervously like a beanie pigeon disturbed by pedestrians; In the round of seemingly desperate big bets, he actually cleverly seized the ambiguous moment of the game, so that Vio could not throw the equal chips, so that the bilberry stealer succeeded and recovered a lot of losses.

However, while the observational induction method can become more and more accurate with the number of times, there is still a significant shortcoming compared to the exact conclusions drawn from the calculations - it does not allow for a perfect prediction of whether to win or lose a certain round of betting.

But Vio can, and he's already calculated the ending.

Now that the last line of calculations has taken shape, the value and suit of the first community card are within the threshold, but there is a sudden incident of a bilberry raise.

Countless distracting thoughts instantly poured into his brain, but he couldn't think about things from an absolutely rational perspective.

Why did Lingonberry suddenly call? Does he have some level of confidence? Or is this another bluff by him, trying to pretend to be confident and trick himself to get rid of this round of gambling?

Should Vio call himself? It's time to dance to the lingonberries' baton and bring real-life money to the table? Or should we let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and start a new round of solitary wave card counting?

Anyway, let's test it first-

Vio forced his eyes to look at the opponent sitting on the opposite side: "As far as I know, Your Excellency has already put this gambling ship on the table as a bargaining chip, and the 10 billion chips I originally held here can almost suck up most of the cash on the ship. And now you are introducing the 16 billion cash into the gambling game, how to ensure the normal exchange of chips after the gambling game? ”

"Hehe, Mr. Vio said as if he had won. If you only think about the possibility of winning, you will suffer a big loss in the casino. ”

Bilberry sneered and said - is there an element of bravado in it?

"Please answer the question head-on, this matter is related to the effectiveness of the competition, and it is not allowed to be ambiguously handled." The old man glared at the lingonberry and gestured to the dealer beside him.

The subordinate immediately understood and said, "That's right, Mr. Bilberry, you can't put the goods that were originally used as collateral for chips on the table again!" ”

"Nope." The casino owner calmly raised his index finger, "The only thing used as collateral is the Royal Royale at our feet, and there is no collateral between the cash and chips in this room. ”

Vio sighed silently. He, who is in charge of plasma group investment, can naturally understand the meaning of bilberry's words-

As the evil king exclaimed when he released the banknotes, the essence of the chips is no different from the currency issued by the Pokémon League - they are all materialized credits.

There is no strict collateral between chips and casino cash, currency and national reserve gold. Within the acceptable range of the velocity of circulation, the government can even issue excess money exponentially without affecting the stable operation of the economy, which is the origin of the so-called inflation.

It's a good strategy. Lingonberry makes perfect use of his status as a casino owner, creating more than double his chips in the game like a central bank that controls the finances of the alliance.

"But if we ask to exchange chips at this time, you won't have the cash to pay the winnings, right?" The dealer, who obviously couldn't turn his mind around, asked a question that made Vio frown.

"Now that your chips are on the table, or even into the prize pool as a bet, it is naturally impossible to use them to claim the prize."

The Evil Heavenly King said with a smile that he didn't know if it was mocking or not—

"And if you give up the game and choose to cash in your chips, then I don't have to continue to call with cash, and I can use the money to pay your chips."

Where is this a gambler, simply an old banker...... Vio, a mathematician who is both a gambler and a financier, couldn't help but shake his head and marvel at the versatility of the Pokémon King.

However, in the end, this is nothing more than the introduction of external funds.

Lingonberries can do it, and so can Vio.

Although 16 billion yuan is not a small number, it is still within his allocation authority.

When the gambling game is over, the tide of the banknotes recedes, and the clown who really doesn't wear bottoms will show his original form.

So it goes back to the original question -

Do you want to follow?

Will the other party use gambling tricks that no one knows about to steal a hand? Could it be that his calculations were wrong at a critical moment?

Old Man Vio's eyes ached, and from this round of dealings, whether it was communicating with his opponent or experiencing a torrential rain of banknotes, he never took his eyes off the playing cards on the table.

The board hasn't changed – that is, there is no chance of cheating.

However, Vio still hesitated, and he fell into a box-guessing cycle.

This should be a problem that every gambler has to face in every game, but it wasn't until this evening that Vio faced it for the first time - there was no such thing as a struggle with flawless mathematical algorithms for him.

Lingonberry is probably bored, or maybe in order to soothe the compressed blood vessels and nerves, the staggered Erlang legs are replaced left and right, and the left foot is placed on the right foot.

At this very moment-

"I'll follow."

Vio, the sage of the plasma group, the purple-robed financier, and the doctor of mathematics, spoke.

Blurted out without thinking.

At the moment when the bilberry changed feet, the pressed poker briefly shook due to the changed air pressure.

In that moment, faster than a snap of his fingers, he caught a glimpse of the suit of one of his hole cards through the reflective glass behind the lingonberry.

The number of probability events that meet the calculation remains the same, at seventeen. Because in the end, it was selected that each of the remaining hands had such a poker.

Once again, Vio's equation hit the bull's-eye.

Could the bilberry move be too deliberate? Could this be a trap?

Lingonberry's move is of course deliberate, and of course it can also be a trap.

But the conceited old man can't live up to this right.