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Chapter 571 - 490 God of Gamblers!_2

Chapter 571: 490 God of Gamblers!_2

That’s what they call "taking a gamble, a bicycle could turn into a motorcycle".

Seeing Vera start to place bets on specific numbers, even Bai Haoran became more attentive.

"No more bets."

Jiang Chen was already waiting to see this girl return to square one, he didn’t even bother to look at the dice cup, his eyes were fixed on Vera’s face, intending to fully enjoy the change from the joy of spring to the chill of winter.

But who would have known.

"234, nine points, small!"

Hearing the croupier’s clear voice, Jiang Chen’s expression froze, and in disbelief, he slowly turned his head, his gaze landing on the uncovered dice cup.

2, 3, 4.

That’s right.

It really was 234 points!

How could she have hit that?!

"Ha!"

Vera bent down, already collecting her winnings.

Fortune favors the bold.

Because she hit the specific number, and with the payout for nine points being "six to one", her bet increased sixfold.

In other words, two thousand US dollars had just turned into twelve thousand US dollars!

"Have you learned something?"

Vera flaunted the chip worth ten thousand US dollars at Jiang Chen.

But indeed, she had the right to boast.

Five hundred US dollars had turned into twelve thousand in three rounds.

It was like witnessing a financial miracle.

If it weren’t for the fact that she had only borrowed five hundred US dollars before, she might have already won back the hundred thousand US dollars that Li Shuru and the others had lost!

At this point, even Jiang Chen started to waver.

Was it purely luck?

He was beginning to find it hard to convince himself.

Winning on big or small twice wasn’t anything to fuss over, but hitting the specific number was another story.

Could this girl actually be feigning ignorance while being a gambling master?

"Young Master Jiang, I think this lady has some skills," Bai Haoran whispered from the side.

Obviously, Vera’s performance had also piqued his surprise.

"Can you listen to the dice?"

Jiang Chen asked tentatively, lowering his voice, while subconsciously glancing at her ears.

But he couldn’t see a thing; Vera’s ears were completely covered by her brown hair.

"Take a guess."

Vera said with a slight squint and a smile.

Jiang Chen still found it hard to believe.

Where did this girl show any signs of being a gambling expert?

It could all just be a fluke.

"If you can hit the specific number again, then I’ll be truly convinced."

"Jiang, is it that difficult to acknowledge someone else’s excellence?"

Vera sighed.

Jiang Chen turned a deaf ear, silently watching her.

"Fine. I’ll tell you, in the casino, luck is certainly important, but what’s even more important is skill."

Vera pointed out, while seemingly nonchalantly looking towards the gambling table.

This time, Jiang Chen observed her demeanor and actions with great focus.

He noticed that she did not look at the dice cup at all, and the so-called "listening to the dice" was nonsense, as she had placed her chips before the croupier had even stopped shaking the dice cup.

It was the same old all-in.

And this time, the number she bet on was even more extreme.

Seeing the number "4", Jiang Chen couldn’t help but caution her, "Are you sure you want to bet on 4?"

Betting on a specific number was inherently difficult.

The probability of each number was different.

And "4" and "17" were the extremes!

Since the smallest number the three dice can produce is 4, and the largest is 17—after all, rolling a 3 or an 18 is only possible with a 111 or 666, which would be a triple, meaning the house wins.

Moreover, unlike other numbers, the combinations for "4" and "17" points each only have one permutation.

For example, the "9" that Vera had just hit.

Besides the "234" she got, "126" or "135" would also win.

But for this bet on 4, in order to win, she would have to bet on the dice rolling "112".

Apart from this combination, any other outcome would be a sure loss.

The largest "17" is likewise, requiring "566".

Because the probabilities for these two extremes are so low, it can be seen that apart from Vera’s bet of twelve thousand US dollars, there were no other chips in the "4" area.

Without a doubt.

The other gamblers all thought the chances of rolling a 4 were slim to none.

Of course.

According to the most basic rule of gambling, the loveliest flower often blooms closest to the abyss.

The higher the risk of the bet, the higher the potential return.

The two are directly proportional.

The previous "9" had odds of 6, while the odds for "4" reached a staggering 50!

Betting ten thousand US dollars could net five hundred thousand!

That is to say.

If Vera hits it right once more, her twelve thousand chips would instantly skyrocket to six hundred thousand US dollars!

Not only would she have recouped the money lost by Jiang Chen and the others, but she would also be up by half a million!

Seeing someone recklessly bet on "4", many couldn’t help but glance at Vera a few times.

The likelihood of rolling a 4 wasn’t much higher than rolling a triple.

It was practically like donating money to the casino.

But Vera didn’t seem to think so, oblivious to the various stares around her, leisurely waiting for the cup to be opened.

Of course.

The reason she could be so calm might also be because her true stake was only the five hundred US dollars she borrowed; she wouldn’t be heartbroken if she lost it.

"Sure, betting on this wins more."

Jiang Chen had no response.

Was this a question of winning more or less?

Did she really think she was a gambling god with the power of prophecy?

"Bang."

At this moment, the dice cup finally landed on the table, the dice inside no longer rattling.

"No more bets."

Xue Yali glanced at the gambling table, then at Vera, and although the outcome had nothing to do with her, she couldn’t help but feel a bit tense.

Her brother-in-law had already warned the girl, so it wasn’t her place to say anything.

Even though she thought Vera’s all-in on the smallest number was extremely risky, driven by an innate longing for miracles, Xue Yali still harbored an almost imperceptible hope.