There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

"Still alive?"

"I remember a novel I read before, a cultivation one, where it turned out that cultivation was a scam, you die once you successfully cultivate and enter the Immortal Realm. Do you think it's possible that Tenfold Planet is also a scam?"

"You die after ascending to Tenfold Planet?"

"Not sure."

Chen Yi shook his head, "When Jiang Chenglu found me, it was purely for a task. We had no friendship, so how could we possibly become friends?"

"Besides, even if we did become friends, Jiang Chenglu has left the leveling-up game. It's hard to say if we could even get in touch."

"No need to consider that."

...

"Won again?"

"Amazing!!!"

Cries of astonishment rang out in a gambling house within a city on a certain Starfield!

A young man with a calm expression was casually holding a stack of chips, a slight frown on his brow as if he was pondering how to bet this round.

The game in front of him was simple.

The dealer had seven coins.

After the game began, they would be tossed in the air and fall down, one only needed to guess heads or tails.

For example, if one bet on more coins landing on heads, the odds were 1:1.2.

Betting on more coins landing on tails had the same odds, 1:1.2.

If one wanted to bet more specifically.

Like betting there would be four heads and three tails, the odds would be much higher, 1:5.9.

That means if you bet 1000 Points.

If you won the bet, you'd pocket 5900 Points, a several times profit, but the odds of this were tiny.

Besides that, there was the grand slam option.

One could bet that all seven coins would land on heads, or all on tails, betting on either would bring odds of 1:8.

But the chances of a grand slam, all the same side, were minuscule.

Just now.

This young man had won a grand slam, and before that, he had already won thirteen consecutive bets.

That made numerous gamblers gravitate towards this table, watching the young man incredulously, their faces filled with shock.

Even the casino owner had arrived.

"What are you planning to bet on this time?"

The casino owner, a bald middle-aged man, stood in front of the table, his eyes slightly narrowed as he stared at the young man, speaking thoughtfully.

A card shark?

Impossible, all operations were conducted by his people, there was no chance to cheat, this wasn't a card game.

Apart from betting, there was no room for any manipulation.

A rule-based prop?

Like a guaranteed win in gambling?

That could be possible, but he wasn't stupid. His gambling house was already enveloped by a prop with very high priority rules, ensuring no one inside could cheat. Not just avoiding cheating, but also making any rule-based prop, like a sure-win in gambling, completely ineffective once inside.

He had been operating for a while with no issues until today when a big shot showed up.

He was certain this young man wasn't just lucky; he must possess some rule-based prop. But without proof, no casino owner could just kick someone out for suspecting them of having such a prop.

Otherwise, what would other customers think? How would he continue to attract people to his venue?

Chase them out for winning a bit of money? Who'd dare to come?

So everyone coming here could only lose? Anyone winning a bit must be chased out, right?

It's just... this young man had already cost him a lot, especially since many were following his bets, causing continual losses. If not handled well, this month's profits could vanish.

"Is the grand slam the highest odds here?"

The young man twirled the chips in his hand, calmly looking at the options on the table without placing any bet, shaking his head, "The odds are too low, it's not thrilling enough."

"Oh?"

The casino owner sneered, his voice hoarse, "Then sir, how would you like to play?"

"How about something with higher odds?"

After a pause, the young man said softly, "I bet on the next round's seven coins all standing upright on the table. Let's go with a 1:100 odds, how about that?"

As soon as he spoke.

The surroundings were immediately abuzz with astonishment!!

All seven coins standing upright on the table? What a joke!

Occasionally, a coin standing upright wasn't unheard of, often called a joker, which could represent any face, heads or tails, increasing the odds of winning.

If it was a grand slam missing one, the upright coin, the wild card face, could replace any face and be counted as a grand slam.

Usually, with a joker, most people smiled because it meant their chances of winning were greater.

But the issue was.

All seven coins standing upright on the table was almost impossible!

That's not betting!

Even with exaggerated odds like 1:100, those men who had bet with the young man just moments ago silently withdrew their chips, not following this bet.

Not at all.

It was basically just giving the casino owner money. They couldn't understand the young man's intent anymore, fearing they'd won too much and couldn't leave, deciding to lose everything they had won for safety.