It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

One's own card is obviously dominant, but the probability of the opponent's blowout is significantly higher. This kind of betting with unequal probabilities is not called gambling, but investment.

The third is necessity.

Zhou Zhuo sensed something was wrong from Sun Cha's answer using detective skills.

First of all, other players who are isolated in different time and space. If these people are not in the cabin, what are the other spaces of the ship used for? The name "cleansing house" probably has a deep meaning.

Secondly, Fred's answer about the main line of the quest said: Winning or losing doesn't change anything, he just wants to enjoy the fun of being human.

This sentence reveals two very important messages: winning or losing the game is not the key, so the choice of chips can be bolder, and Fred is dead and has become something else.

At this time, even if you win your life from Fred, the game will probably not end, such as being promoted to the VIP room, carrying the chips you won from Fred and continuing to gamble with the people sitting there, forming a never-ending Endless loop.

Similarly, as a cycle, simple failure and death may not be the end, otherwise why would you bet on your soul?

If you want to break the cycle, you must find out the source of everything. It is not the Methuselah family, let alone the host representing the housekeeper, but the ship they are standing on.

This is why Zhou Zhuo would rather risk his life in exchange for the ship structure diagram. As a gambler, everyone has already entered the game from the moment they sit on the seat. The only point of breaking the game is here. Fred must be caught. First chance to abstain.

"Don't worry, don't have any psychological pressure. On this ship, death is not the end, right? Just fight according to your ideas and don't be afraid of losing."

The last sentence was said by looking at the butler, who still never answered important questions as before, just smiled, but Zhou Zhuo already knew it in his heart.

With Zhou Zhuo's affirmation, the gambler's psychological shackles were gradually released, he let go of his burden, and nodded to Zhou Zhuo.

"Deal the cards." Zhou Zhuo waved to the butler.

Because Fred's limbs were all broken by him, he couldn't hold the cards, so the butler would show him the cards when the cards were dealt.

Zhou Zhuo tried to seize this moment to observe Fred's expression. Blackjack is not just a numbers game. The micro-expression when looking at the cards can easily reveal the psychological state of the card holder.

For example, when the opponent gets a JQK at 5 o'clock, the psychological pressure will suddenly increase, because he still needs to bid another card, and the busted card continues to exceed 50%. At this time, the expression or eyes are easy to show anxiety. sign.

Regrettably, as an old fritter operating an offshore casino, Fred didn't have any psychological fluctuations. He just raised his head and glanced at Zhou Zhuo, as if he knew that the other party would observe at this time, and grinned away in the pain of his limbs being broken. Mouth smile, showing inner indifference.

Zhou Zhuo closed his eyes and looked at the gambler's cards again, sweating immediately.

A J, a 5, the most embarrassing cards, if it is smaller, you can try to bid, if it is larger, you will not dare to bid, and the probability of losing is very high under the premise that the dealer does not blow up.

The gambler turned his head to look at Zhou Zhuo, with a hesitant look in his eyes, apparently also considering whether to bid.

At this moment, Fred signaled to bid.

The butler dealt him a card, then looked towards the gambler, waiting for an answer.

"Decide for yourself, I believe you can do it." Zhou Zhuo let go of his hand, just like the previous gamblers, standing in front of the table in the form of chips.

The atmosphere of silence lasted for a full minute. The gambler took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

"...one more card."

"it is good."

Both sides have reached the stage of the third card, and the probability of busting cards continues to increase. The gambler's neck is covered with fine beads of sweat, and his mental state has become tense to a certain extent.

Unexpectedly, before the cards were turned over, another card was called over there. The butler showed Fred the face of the fourth card and then returned to the dealer's position. Fred hasn't busted yet.

The opponent's revealed card was 5, not to mention the number of the next two cards. He already held three cards in his hand, but still decided to bid the fourth card. This made Zhou Zhuo wonder if he had exceeded the number of cards. 16, but still calling.

After receiving the cards distributed by the housekeeper, the gambler turned up a corner nervously, the expression management system suddenly collapsed, and Zhou Zhuo was no better than him.

A J, a 5, and now a 2, the player who should have the upper hand is now under more pressure than the banker.

"Are you still bidding?"

Knowing that gamblers are not good at words, Zhou Zhuo took the initiative to speak out to disgust Fred.

Fred didn't fluctuate about this kind of pediatric interference technique, and asked back: "Do you want me to continue bidding?"

"I told you to call you?" Zhou Zhuo didn't mind a little embarrassment, "Then please order another one."

Fred didn't speak, and didn't continue calling, just smiled.

Listening to this means that the points in his hand have exceeded the standard for mandatory bidding, but there is no problem even if he continues to bid.

This sentence made Zhou Zhuo curious, what kind of magic card is in the opponent's hand?There is a 5 on the bright side, and the sum of the other three cards does not reach 12, which means that the average point of the three cards is less than 4, and the probability is too low.

It is more possible to get an A. According to the maximum standard of not busting, if the hand is an A, a 5, less than 17 points, but the dealer can freely decide whether to continue to call, as long as he receives The combination of the next two cards should not exceed 15 points, and you can even continue to bid the fifth card.

This is the psychology of the banker. If the opponent keeps calling, but you stay on 17, you will inevitably be shaken in your heart. Whether the opponent is still close to blackjack, whether you need to bid another card, is a gamble.

This is casino games outside of mathematical probability.

"Don't have psychological pressure." Zhou Zhuo still said to the gambler, "If Shui Zhazi and I lose our lives, then find a way to help us win it back."

"……it is good."

The gambler gritted his teeth, raised his hand to bid, and asked for the fourth card.

After receiving the card distributed by the butler, he was completely stunned.

J, 5,2,6, 23, [-], a total of [-] points.

"The player busts and loses."

The butler announced the result, and turned over Fred's cards by the way, 5, A, 6,4, 16, a total of [-] points.

The worst result that Zhou Zhuo had expected appeared. Fred’s four cards were still below 17, but because of the two points of Ace, he had the right not to continue bidding, and all the pressure was shifted to the player’s side. As Fred imagined, the gambler couldn't bear the pressure and busted his cards.

Even if the gambler is lucky enough and the 4 cards have not been blown, Fred still dares to bid another card, and when the time comes, he will try his luck, so what about a 99% winning rate?As long as there is a 1% failure rate, there is a possibility of losing. This is the true face of probability.

"Then collect the chips."

The butler tapped the gambling table lightly. Before Zhou Zhuo could do anything, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if being torn apart, his consciousness was pulled out, and he was sucked into the vortex, incomparably chaotic.

Before the gambler had time to get out of failure, he saw the two "chips" next to him go to the end one after another. He was startled, a little at a loss, and hurriedly looked at the very good-tempered butler.

"I, what should I do?"

Fred, with his limbs broken, sat on the chair, neither sad nor happy, as if nothing had happened, waiting for the arrival of the next challenger.

"You can continue to challenge or leave here. After all, you are not a participant and have the right to leave." The steward replied.

The gambler's eyes were flustered, as if he had returned to the night when he lost 15 yuan, he was at a loss, fidgeting, and living was more uncomfortable than dying.

Just when he was completely confused, a bottle fell out of his pocket and landed on the ground with a bang, which attracted everyone's attention.

Fred just rolled his eyes, but the butler showed an interested smile, but he didn't do anything, just stood there, waiting for the player's instructions, as a croupier and host should do.

Looking at the old glass bottle, the gambler was stunned for a long time, then suddenly became ecstatic, twisted open the bottle, and tried to pour the bloody potion in the bottle into his mouth, but failed to open it for a long time.

"Okay, what a hard mouth!"

The gambler couldn't help but sigh with emotion, at this moment he saw the blood flowing outside the white coat on Zhou Zhuo's body was fading, he was suddenly inspired, and poured the medicine from the bottle onto the bloody coat.

When these bloody liquids touched the surface of the clothes, they did not disperse according to the laws of physics. Instead, they merged with the original dark blood. Zhou Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Brother?" The gambler quickly held his hand, thinking that he hadn't had time to give artificial respiration, why did he wake up.

"I can hear you, you're too loud."

Zhou Zhuo frowned, rubbed his ears, stood up with the gambler's support, his brain was still buzzing.

There is no doubt that his life was taken away at that moment, and he was not harmed, but his blood bar directly bottomed out.

However, the failed settlement page did not jump out of the screen, nothing, as if consciousness drifted to an extremely empty place, without boundaries, and without any other objects, until the gambler used a blood collection bottle on him.

He reached out to touch his chest, and found that he had no heartbeat, his physical strength had bottomed out, and his health was only at the last 1%, but the blood on the bloody coat was flowing like boiling.

Before he had time to check his status, he heard Fred's lazy tone from the opposite side.

"Are you still playing?"

"Come!"

Sun Cha was completely dead, and Zhou Zhuo, whose physical strength was extremely weak, returned to his seat with the help of the gambler. After a series of tug-of-war, the two sides returned to the same starting line in a sense.

"One more game." Zhou Zhuo panted, his eyes were bloodshot, like a ghost who just crawled out of hell, "It's still blackjack, bet on my life and his life."

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Damn it, the progress is so slow, I tried to find a way to wait for another update at night, and fast forward to the scene of the grade trial.

Chapter 110 My winning rate is 1000%! ! ! (4k)

Losing a bet with life as the bet, and the result was that the person was resurrected as soon as he fell down. This must be cheating.

Theoretically speaking, this is like a sub-human coming to gamble with you, let your card skills be so lucky that they will never die at all, get up and continue betting after falling down, how do you play this?

However, neither the butler nor Fred raised any objections to this, continuing the unfinished game just now, there was an atmosphere that once you live, you will be killed once.

"I'll do it this time." Zhou Zhuo said to the gambler, who nodded hastily.

Before, he always felt that gambling with other people's lives would be extraordinarily easy. After all, he was not the one who had to pay the price, but after he really failed, he realized that the pressure on the controller was much greater than he had imagined, and the guilt after failure was even worse. It hurts to die.

If it was just gambling, maybe he would have restrained the fear in his heart just now, gave up calling, and there was only a thin line between winning and losing.

But now that he has given up the initiative and his life is in the hands of others, the gambler feels at ease.

Although this doctor's methods are bloody, his speech is eccentric, and he likes to respond to people, he unexpectedly gives people a sense of reliability. It seems that as long as he comes forward, there is nothing to worry about. It is the enemy who should be nervous.

It sounds a bit useless, but uselessness is the portrayal of most people. To a certain extent, one who can recognize his own mediocrity and keep his own place can be regarded as a half-smart person.

It's a pity that he was smart too late, and his luck was not very good.

"Deal the cards."

Zhou Zhuo patted the table, his voice and momentum were not as good as before.

The butler nodded, instead of continuing to use the previous deck of cards, he opened a new deck of cards from the drawer. He didn't use any special tricks, just shuffled all the cards, and dealt out a card to each of them.

Zhou Zhuo got a K, and Fred got an A, both of them were not bad cards.

From the points point of view, it is 10 vs. 11, and each has a lot of room to play, but the point conversion of A is still a major problem. The gambler lost in this just now. Now that the same mistakes are repeated, he will inevitably become nervous.

In the second round, bid.

With the first hidden card in his hand, Zhou Zhuo gently lifted the face of the card with his thumb, exposing a corner, and then covered it again, even the gamblers behind him didn't see what it was.

"Stop trading." Zhou Zhuo stretched out his hand to stop.

This voice made Fred on the opposite side a little restless. He raised his eyebrows and said in a little surprise, "Black Jack?"

Zhou Zhuo, who had regained a little bit of physical strength, returned to his usual face: "Of course, am I the kind of coward who will stop at 18 o'clock?"

Blackjack refers to two cards to reach 21 points, 10 or a combination of character cards plus an A, blackjack is greater than ordinary 21 points.

"It doesn't matter. For me, blackjack is a self-challenge. Only by constantly approaching the limit can a man surpass himself and climb to new heights." Fred looked at the butler, "call."

If both the banker and the player are blackjacks, then a tie will be determined according to the rules of the field, or the banker will take the ante, but Fred has already started to ask for the third card, so there is no need to worry about this, even if the opponent draws points Like him, two cards will also be greater than three cards.

Seeing the third card, Fred was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Stop."

"So confident, do you have blackjack?"

Zhou Zhuo used all his physical strength in the trash talk session, and then turned his head and told the gambler, "Don't stand still, water it, or it will wither, what should I do?"

"what?"

The gambler was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party meant to ask him to pour some more on the bloody clothes, and hurriedly did so, but unfortunately the blood collection bottle was only so big, and it soon bottomed out.

Zhou Zhuo did not forget to check his own attribute status when checking the card just now, and finally confirmed that the so-called resurrection is not unlimited, it seems that the recovery system of the blood clothes conflicted with the death state.

To put it in a more vivid language, it is a BUG. As long as he can replenish high-quality blood, he will not die, but the blood keeps losing. Zhou Zhuo tried it, and the life recovery potion was ineffective, so he could only rely on additional supplements. , If you can't fight blood, you must kill.

The gambler who finished pouring water always felt that Zhou Zhuo looked at him differently, which was weird, but for a moment he couldn't think of what wrong he had done, so he could only stand anxiously, fearful.First "post": '!①"0②`0!0③`7-9.⑨2

With Fred's interest-oriented character, he will not communicate too much with his opponent, unless that person is extremely vulnerable to psychological offensives, just like the gambler just now, no words are needed, one call, one casual call Looking at each other is enough to make the other party collapse.

But this person in front of him is different, the degree of shamelessness of the other party has never been seen before, and he has a completely recalcitrant attitude. Whatever you say will be ignored, but will be inexplicably returned to disgust you.

But it happened that it was such a person who pushed him all the way to the predicament he was in today, with no demeanor, and even aroused his desire to survive.

It's funny to say, Fred had a rare urge to argue with someone, and he couldn't help it.

"To tell you the truth, it's exactly 21 o'clock. I'll give you a chance to cancel the suspension and call again. Is it okay?" Fred looked at the butler, waiting for a reply.

"No problem." The butler said, "There are no hard and fast rules for private gambling, as long as both parties agree."

"Coincidentally, I'm blackjack too." Zhou Zhuo cheerfully flicked the two cards on the table, "Are you sure it's me and not you who should bid another one?"

"It's useless to talk too much, let's draw the cards."

Fred's patience was worn away by the rogue attitude of the other party. He knew that it was pointless to continue talking, and the posturing psychological warfare was finally over.

"I can't ask for it."