About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

I don't know whether it was because the space was big enough or the drunkard was in a good mood. This time he was finally honest. He shook the bottle with a silly smile, took one step forward, one step back, and stood unsteadily on the spot.

The person in front moved forward, but he did not follow, and the person behind did not dare to approach, so he could only watch the gap in front of him getting wider and wider.

The security personnel on the side kept whispering, and seemed to think that he was disturbing the order of the scene, but the clothes on this drunkard were really high-end, and he looked like a wealthy owner. Anyway, the supervisor who sold the gambling tickets didn't say anything, and neither did they. Love to make good opinions.

Waiting and waiting, finally, all the people in front of the drunkard bought gambling tickets and left. The manager of the ticket office waved to him and shouted: "Hey! Drunkard! Do you want to buy a ticket or not?"

The drunkard looked at him, grinned, then staggered forward, plopped down on the bench, took out a cloth bag from his arms, slapped it on the table, waved his hand, and said, Shouted: "Buy! Buy his Male Gobi! Buy! Buy it for me!"

Surprisingly, when he said this, he used incantations instead of common language.

However, the supervisor did not pay attention to such details. He just smiled slightly, placed a sheet with information about the gladiators in front of the drunkard, and followed him with a spell: "The afternoon project is still a trapped beast fight. Are you going to bet on who survives last? Or are you betting big on the order of death?”

"Huh?" The drunkard asked stupidly, looked at the supervisor, then looked at the flyer, tilted his head, then tilted his head again, picked up the list, looked left and right, and turned it upside down. He looked around, looking confused.

The supervisor was not in a hurry. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he secretly opened the closure of the bag and took a look inside.

At just one glance, he was dumbfounded.

That bag was actually full of gold.

This bag of gold weighs at least ten or twenty kilograms, which translates into more than a thousand gold kaga.

Converted into Kaga, this is more than 10 million!

Good guy, after so many years of running a casino, he has never seen such a large amount of bets.

After all, people who can spend so much money will bet on the VIP channel, and they will not go through his ticket sales station.

Judging from this, this person is probably a big shot from somewhere, and he came to him to buy tickets when he was drunk.

This is a big business. If he can succeed in this business, thinking about the commission will make his mouth water.

Just as he was daydreaming, suddenly, the drunkard slapped the list on the table, raised his right hand high and pointed at the sky, shouting: "No, it's not exciting! I want a big one." !”

"Big? How much do you want to bet?" the supervisor asked with a smile, "Isn't it big enough to bet on all the correct orders and pay 9.8 points?"

"Not enough! Far from enough!" The drunkard waved his hand, "I want something big! I want to pay you, uh, ten thousand for each!"

"Ten thousand for each? Ha, then you are just kidding. There is no way you can open such a high magnification rate?" the supervisor said helplessly.

"Huh? Impossible?" The drunkard tilted his head and looked at him, and suddenly his voice rose an octave and shouted, "Then, do I think they can kill the giant beast?"

"Then we can give you odds of dozens at most, which has also happened in history," the supervisor said.

"Then, I bet they can kill the second giant beast that comes up?" The drunkard shouted again, "No, not just the second one, but the third one... all of them! They can all kill them! And one No one will die! I bet on this!"

When the drunkard said this, the supervisor's brows jumped, and he immediately smelled a hint of a routine.

This condition is almost completely impossible. In a sense, it doesn't matter what odds you put on such an impossible thing, because the people who come are obviously giving money, and the odds are just a piece of cake. You can draw as much as you want.

But, what if, what if he really wins, wouldn't it...

The supervisor looked at the drunkard, then at the gold coin, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Ah... Well, our maximum limit is one to one hundred, how about you change..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the drunkard Teng stood up and shouted: "Just a hundred? No fun! Boring! No fun! Let's go!"

With that said, he picked up the bag of gold coins and wanted to leave.

Seeing that the duck in his mouth was about to fly away, the supervisor suddenly became anxious. Why should he worry about the unfounded probability? Wouldn't it be unreasonable to not give him the free money?

So, he hurriedly grabbed the drunkard and shouted: "No, no, no, no! Just follow your pressure! I will pay ten thousand for each! Everyone survives and kills all the monsters! No problem!"

The drunkard was stunned for a moment, then turned around with a silly smile, sat back on the chair, and said with a smile: "Hey! Okay! One to ten thousand! Hehe, one to ten thousand, one thousand times ten thousand equals one million Oh, hey, just press it!"

"Haha, haha, okay, okay," the supervisor smiled, not daring to talk too much. He just said whatever the fat sheep said. One thousand times ten thousand is one million, so let's go with one million. He was afraid that he would talk too much. Scared the duck away.

After collecting the gold, weighing it, writing out a customized gambling ticket and stamping it, the supervisor handed the ticket to the drunkard.

The drunkard took the ticket, smiled, drank, and wandered away.

Looking at the drunkard's retreating figure, the supervisor felt a little uneasy in his heart for some reason.

However, when he saw the big bag of gold in front of him, he felt relieved again.

Probably, this is what people often say, worrying about gains and losses after a big event.

The content of the bet is impossible, so there is nothing to worry about.

Instead of worrying about losing, it is better to think about how they should deal with the drunkard when he wakes up and makes trouble...

What the man didn't know was that in the corner he didn't see, the drunkard's appearance began to change.

His old skin became smooth, his body became strong, and his drunken eyes became clear.

"Hey..." Liu Ji looked at the ticket in his hand and smiled gently.

The first piece of the puzzle was in hand, so the next piece of the puzzle should be taken.

In the shadows, Liu Ji's figure slowly merged into the ground, and soon disappeared without a trace.

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Gladiator's cage.

Five skinny "warriors" were sitting together, looking at each other silently, and were taciturn.

Said to be warriors...

They were wearing warriors' armor, but that was just ill-fitting equipment from their predecessors.

They were holding warriors' weapons, but they were just old and dilapidated rags.

They have obvious muscle lines, but those are just muscles accumulated from long-term labor, which are fully exposed because of the hunger during this period.

They have scars, but those are not warrior medals, but scars left after they were abused during labor.

They are gladiators, warriors in other people's mouths, but they are just a group of ordinary poor people, who are forced to do it and become the poor victims of this adrenaline-rushing gambling carnival.

Why are there no real warriors?

What a joke, warriors need years of training and practical experience to be born.

How can such a place that enjoys the dead find so many warriors to fight?

The atmosphere of despair spread in silence.

Suddenly, one of them seemed to finally be unable to bear it and cried with his head in his hands.

The other people looked at him, and seemed to be infected. One by one, their eyes were red and their expressions became more and more depressed.

At this time, one of them spoke.

"Brothers, I miss my daughter..." His eyes were red and his voice was a little crying.

"I miss my wife, too," another person said, "Without me, I don't dare to think about how she will live in the future..."

After the two finished speaking, another person hugged his head and cried.

Then, there was a sob and a long silence.

After a long time, another person said, "I don't understand why I have to be thrown into this place just because I got sick once this quarter..."

"Is the performance of the factory at the bottom?" asked another person on the side.

"Well..." The man nodded, buried his head in his arms, and sobbed.

Then, there was another long silence.

Then, another person abruptly said, "I was sold out by my wife. She had an affair with my foreman..."

His tone was very flat, and his eyes looked like he was dead, indifferent and emotionless.

However, this flatness lasted only a few seconds. He suddenly hugged his head, clenched his teeth, and after a few low roars, he burst into tears like a collapse, cursing while crying, and his fingers were pinching his scalp hard, almost pinching the scalp to bleed.

However, at this time, the cell door was knocked several times, and an impatient voice came from outside: "What are you arguing about! Shut up! Otherwise, I'll kill you right now without going on stage."

"I'm going to die anyway! I don't care about you! If you have the guts, come in and kill me!" The man yelled back at the door.

"Hey? You autumn grasshopper still have a temper?" With a sullen tone and footsteps, a middle-aged man with a key hanging on his waist appeared in front of the prison door, took out a small magic wand, and shot an electric current at the man.

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the man twitched and fell to the ground, his hands and feet trembling constantly, and saliva dripped out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Others were also shocked when they saw this, and they didn't dare to cry immediately, and could only huddle together in silence.

The middle-aged man at the door looked around, nodded with satisfaction, and walked away swayingly, saying something like "That's right."

The poor people looked at each other, and could only sigh or cry.

At this moment, suddenly, they heard a sound coming from the ground under their feet.

Their first reaction was that they thought they had heard it wrong, and when they were about to confirm with their companions, suddenly, a thing covered with green hair came out of the ground.

They were startled and immediately stood up and backed away.

However, the next moment, a pair of hands came out from the ground again, and when they pulled the green hair, a human face was revealed.

"Hey, it's here," the strange green-haired man said something they couldn't understand.

Then, he got out of the ground, saluted them slightly, and then said in a common language with a strange accent: "Hello, I'm here to save you, so now, please take off your clothes."

166. Two-in-one I said I just slipped, do you believe it?

Looking at the four naked men trembling in front of him and a naked man twitching on the ground, Liu Ji felt a little weird.

He was obviously here to save people, but this scene didn't look right.

The naked men also looked at each other. This man said he was here to save them, but he only said that one sentence over and over again, like a repeater, and he didn't answer any questions.

But driven by the desire to survive, they still followed the instructions of the mysterious green-haired man, took off their clothes, and even stripped off the clothes of the companion who was electrocuted and unable to take care of himself.

A group of people took off their clothes, shivering, and looked at Liu Ji eagerly, waiting for the mysterious man who suddenly appeared to fulfill his promise.

Although, from the bottom of their hearts, they didn't even dare to have expectations.

After all, they have lived for decades and have never heard of anyone entering this cage and being able to get out alive.

But, the next moment, Liu Ji proved that he was not here to talk nonsense.

He made way and showed the entrance to the tunnel behind him to several people.

That was the tunnel he had just dug out not long ago. The two ends were hollowed out and ventilated. Following this tunnel, you can walk all the way to an abandoned hut in the slums.

Although Liu Ji didn't say anything, the moment he saw the passage, Liu Ji didn't need to say anything.

Although they didn't know where the passage led to, what was in it, and why Liu Ji came to save them, it didn't matter.

When the only consequence of staying here was death, no matter where the passage led, they would jump into it without hesitation. After all, it was their only hope.

One of them took the lead and jumped directly into the passage. The remaining three looked at each other. The two stronger ones picked up the unlucky guy who was twitching on the ground and followed him into the passage. The last one saluted Liu Ji and then followed the people in front into the passage.

After they all ran into the passage, Liu Ji waved his hand and closed the door of the passage.

Then, he cast his eyes on the pile of equipment under his feet.

"Huh, I haven't tried this before. Five people, I wonder if it feels like playing Mibo..." Liu Ji muttered and closed his eyes.

Then, some sand flowed out of his body, slowly condensed beside him, and turned into a human appearance.

Although this person looked like he lacked a lot of details, his body was bare and had no ups and downs, just like the noodle man in a sand sculpture war simulation game.

The person who was separated slowly looked around, then leaned down, picked up a set of clothes and put them on.

Then, Liu Ji's original body opened his eyes.

Liu Ji looked up and down at the clone in front of him and nodded.

Although the clone itself lacked details, it looked quite like it after putting on clothes.

Then he picked up the broken sword and broken shield on the ground, used the shield to block the front of him, and lowered the helmet a little, and it was even more difficult to see any difference from ordinary people.

It's just that controlling two bodies at the same time is much more difficult than letting most of the body standby to control a small part of the sand.

Control five people at the same time...

Hmm.

Anyway, let's give it a try.

Thinking of this, Liu Ji closed his eyes again, separated one clone after another, and asked them to put on clothes and weapons one by one.

Then, he tried to control these clones at the same time.

The result was as expected, very difficult.