About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

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 will survive last? Or are you going to bet big on the order of death?"

"Huh?" The drunkard asked stupidly, looked at the supervisor, then 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 weighed at least ten or twenty kilograms, which translated into more than 1000 gold kaga.

Converted into Kaga, this is more than 1000 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 will not go through his ticket sales station.

Looking at it this way, 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 all the bets in the correct order and pay [-] 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 that giant beast?"

"Then I'll give you odds of a few dozen 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’m betting 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! Hey, one to ten thousand, one thousand multiplied by ten thousand is one million. , Hehe, just press like this!"

"Haha, haha, okay, okay," the supervisor smiled, not daring to talk too much. He said whatever the fat sheep said. One thousand multiplied by ten thousand is one million, so let's take 100 million. I'm afraid that if I talk too much, I'll give it to the duck again. Scared.

After collecting the gold, weighing it, writing out a custom-made 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 will deal with the drunkard who 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 stronger, and his drunken eyes became clear.

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

Now that the first piece of the puzzle is in hand, it’s time to get another piece.

In the shadow, Liu Ji's figure slowly blended into the ground, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

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Gladiator's Cage.

Five skinny "warriors" were sitting together, looking at each other wordlessly, silent.

Said to be a warrior...

They were wearing warrior armor, but it was just ill-fitting equipment from those who came before them.

They were armed with warrior weapons, but they were just rags in disrepair.

They have obvious muscle lines, but those are just muscles accumulated from long-term work, which were fully exposed due to starvation during this period.

They have scars all over their bodies, but they are not warrior medals, but scars left after they were abused while working.

They are gladiators, warriors as others call them, but they are just a group of ordinary poor people who have been put on the shelf as poor victims in this adrenaline-filled gambling carnival.

Why are there no real warriors?

It’s a joke, warriors require years of training and actual combat experience to be born.

How can we find so many soldiers to come to this place where dead people are happy?

An atmosphere of despair spread in the silence.

Suddenly, one of them seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and started crying while holding his head.

Several other people looked at him and seemed to be a little affected. Their eyes were red and their expressions were getting lower and lower.

At this time, one of them spoke.

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

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

After the two of them finished speaking, another person held his head and cried.

Then came a burst of sobs and a long silence.

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

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

"Well..." The man nodded, buried himself in his arms, and began to sob.

Then, there was another long silence.

Then, another person said abruptly: "I was betrayed by my wife. She fell in love with my foreman..."

His tone was very calm, and his eyes looked as if they were dead, indifferent and emotionless.

However, this dullness lasted only a few seconds. He suddenly hugged his head, gritted his teeth, growled a few times, and burst into tears like a collapse. While crying, he cursed and pressed his fingers hard on his scalp. , almost causing the scalp to bleed.

However, at this time, the cell door was knocked several times, and an impatient voice came from outside: "Why are you making such a fuss! Shut your mouth! If you don't have to go on stage, I will kill you right now." "

"I'm going to die anyway! Who cares about Male Gobi! If you have the ability, come in and kill me!" The man yelled back at the door.

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

Accompanied by shrill screams, the man twitched and lay on the ground, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably, and saliva dripping from his mouth uncontrollably.

The others were also shocked when they saw this, and they immediately stopped crying and could only huddle together in silence.

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

The few poor people looked at each other and could only sigh and shed tears.

At this moment, suddenly, they heard something coming from the ground beneath their feet.

Their first reaction was that they heard wrongly, and when they were about to confirm with their companions, suddenly, something covered with green hair emerged from the ground.

They were startled and immediately stood up and retreated.

However, the next moment, a pair of hands emerged from the ground and pulled the green hair, revealing a human face.

"Hey, it really is here," the strange green-haired man said in a language they didn't understand.

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

166. When I say [-]-in-[-], my hand just slipped, do you believe it?

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

Obviously he was here to save people, but something didn't look right about this scene.

The naked men also looked at each other in confusion. This man said he was here to save them, but he only said the same sentence back and forth, acting like a repeater. He didn't answer any questions.

But driven by the desire to survive, they still followed the instructions of the mysterious green-haired man and took off their clothes, and even took off the clothes of their companion who was electrocuted and couldn't take care of himself.

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

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

After all, they have lived for decades and have never heard of anyone entering this prison and getting out alive.

However, the next moment, Liu Ji proved that he was not just talking nonsense.

He stepped aside and showed the tunnel entrance behind him to several people.

It was a tunnel he had just dug out. It was hollowed out at both ends for ventilation. Following this tunnel, you could 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, nor what was in it, nor why Liu Ji came to rescue them, it didn't matter.

When the only consequence of staying here is death, no matter where this passage leads, they will jump into it without hesitation. After all, that is their only hope.

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

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

Then, he turned his attention to the pile of equipment at his feet.

"Huh, I've never tried this before. With five of us, I wonder if it will feel a lot like playing Meepo..." After muttering, Liu Ji closed his eyes.

Then, part of the sand flowed out of his body, slowly condensed around him, and turned into a human form.

Although this person seems to lack a lot of details, his body is naked and has no bumps, just like the noodle man in a sand sculpture war simulation game.

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

Then, Liu Ji's body opened his eyes.

After looking up and down at the clone in front of him, Liu Ji nodded.

Although the clone itself lacks details, after putting on clothes, it looks quite similar.

Then he picked up the broken sword and broken shield on the ground, used the shield to block his body, and lowered his helmet a little, so he couldn't see any difference from ordinary people.

It is much more difficult to control two bodies at the same time than to have most of the body on standby to control a small portion of sand.

Control five people at the same time...

Ok.

Anyway, give it a try.

Thinking about it, Liu Ji closed his eyes again, separated one clone after another, and asked them to put on clothes and pick up weapons one by one.

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

The result was as expected, a difficult comparison.