Chapter 2139: Gambling God Reincarnated?

The item for drawing slots was like a giant disc, marked with all the numbers from one to one hundred, and a pointer at the very top. Once activated, it would spin randomly, controlled by a special formation that prevented anyone from cheating.

When the disc began to spin, it would be obscured by the formation. After it stopped, people would place their bets on the corresponding numbers.

The operation was simple, similar to betting on high or low in a casino, with no complicated rules.

Zhang Xuan understood how it worked after a single glance.

A youth selling the slots announced loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, the semi-annual journey to Divine Mountain begins tomorrow! There are only thirty slots left, all of which will be released today. Those who haven't purchased yet should do so quickly! Regardless of whether you have an un-breakthrough false god at home, this is the best opportunity and should not be missed!"

The youth selling the slots looked around and shouted, "Begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disc spun rapidly and was immediately obscured by the formation, making it impossible to see through.

"With such speed, based on my experience, the number should be below ten!""Not necessarily. I encountered this situation last time, and if it were me, I'd choose between eighty and ninety!""You're all wrong. Last time it was eighty, the time before that was nine. This time, I think it will be around twenty... The range of twenty to thirty hasn't come up in over a dozen times."

As soon as the disc was covered, discussions erupted below, with many self-proclaimed experts sharing their predictions.

The formation stopped shaking, indicating the disc had come to a halt.

There were already people with notebooks, calculating the likely stopping point using formulas based on the initial angular velocity of the disc, air resistance, and mechanical friction.

"Start placing your bets! Once you've placed it, you can't change it!" the youth in charge announced.

The crowd didn't rush, preferring to observe what others were betting on.

"Eye of Insight!" Zhang Xuan raised an eyebrow, and ripples appeared in his eyes as he peered into the formation.

If he could see through the formation, he might be able to discern the result and avoid wasting money.

He shook his head. Although the Eye of Insight was powerful, this formation was likely set up by a God King, making it impenetrable.

"What about the Library of Heaven's Path? Flaws!"

Because the formation obscured the disc, preventing anyone from seeing its contents, it meant the formation was still technically "active," allowing the Library of Heaven's Path to generate a book without direct contact.

He gently opened it. The book detailed the flaws of the Night冥 City slot-drawing formation, including material issues, shortcomings of the creator, and even flaws in the formation diagram itself.

What he needed to know was which number the pointer was on. These general flaws were useless to him. Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan was about to close the book when he suddenly saw the last line. "Flaw Sixty-Eight: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5..." It was a row of ninety-nine numbers, with only 73 missing.

"Does this mean... the pointer landed on 73? And all the other numbers have flaws because the pointer didn't land on them?" His heart stirred. If this were true, it would be like knowing the outcome of a gamble beforehand – a guaranteed win!

"Sun Qiang, go buy number 73!" Without hesitation, he instructed.

"73?" Sun Qiang frowned. "Young Master, I just saw others calculating, and they said numbers between thirty and forty have the best chance. Isn't 73 too far off...?"

In that short time, several 'scholar-level' experts present had already calculated the probable range where the pointer would stop, based on the angular velocity. While they couldn't pinpoint the exact number, being able to narrow it down to a range was already impressive.

"Just buy it if I tell you to!" Zhang Xuan huffed.

Sun Qiang helplessly shook his head, walked over, and declared, "I'm betting on number 73!" He then handed over a divine coin.

"Betting on 73? Haha, there's really someone not afraid to lose!" Laughter erupted from the surroundings when the first person to buy placed such an odd bet. Someone had already calculated that while there wasn't an exact number, the chances of winning were highest within the previously identified range.

"Friend, you bet on 73? You're definitely going to lose. Listen to me, change it to 36, and I guarantee you'll win!" An elderly man with slightly graying hair approached, his eyes full of confidence.

Zhang Xuan frowned.

"You don't know who I am, do you? I am Yao Shan. I've been here since this lottery began, for decades. I've never missed a single drawing and have helped over thirty people successfully win! What do you say? Listen to me, I'm an expert!" The old man, Yao Shan, wore a confident expression.

"An expert?" Zhang Xuan shook his head. "May I ask why senior is so eager to help me?"

"It's simple," Yao Shan replied. "If you win, give me ten divine coins as a reward! If you don't... but the difference is within three numbers, give me one divine coin! If the difference is within ten numbers, give me a hundred virtual divine coins! Of course, if the difference is more than ten, I'll compensate you a hundred virtual divine coins!"

Zhang Xuan smiled faintly. "What if the difference is more than thirty?"

"More than thirty, and I'll compensate you one divine coin!" Yao Shan said, brimming with confidence. Based on his years of research, he had developed a system and pattern that only he understood. The way the disc spun earlier was similar to what others had calculated, suggesting the number should be between thirty and forty, certainly not more than thirty.

Zhang Xuan nodded. "I'll still bet on my 73. You can bet on your 36, or find someone else to bet for you. If my number wins, you owe me two divine coins. If your number wins, I owe you two. How about that?"

Yao Shan hesitated. He was essentially employing a trick where he stood to gain without risk if someone believed him, and he could make a large profit if he guessed correctly. Over the years, he had earned a considerable sum through this method, even buying his own two-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom, one-kitchen apartment in Night冥 City.

But for him to bet directly on a number, and for two divine coins...

"What if neither of us wins?"

"If neither wins, I'll still consider myself the loser and pay you two divine coins!" Zhang Xuan smiled.

"Alright!" Yao Shan nodded, turned, and walked into the crowd. Soon after, he returned with a young man who, apparently, had listened to his advice and bought number 36.

After nearly ten minutes of discussion, all the numbers were chosen.

"Since all bets are placed, I will now withdraw the formation and announce who gets the slot!" The youth on stage laughed loudly and flicked his finger.

The formation reactivated, the mist above it gradually dissipated, and the disc's appearance began to become clear.

"Just wait to lose..." Yao Shan smiled faintly, looking at Zhang Xuan with a triumphant expression. His calculations were almost never wrong, and this fellow actually dared to bet against him... He knew without a doubt that even if his number didn't win, he would still get at least two divine coins this time!

Just as he was excitedly wondering whether to buy the latest model carriage or find a beauty to entertain himself with those two divine coins, he heard the youth above announce the answer: "The slot this time goes to... number 73!"

"Seventy... three?" Yao Shan froze, then quickly looked up. Sure enough, the disc's pointer had stopped at 73, a vast difference from his predicted 36.

"How is that possible? Did I calculate wrong?" "It's impossible for so many people to be wrong if one person is wrong!" "I told you long ago, this thing is random, it's impossible to calculate correctly... but you wouldn't believe me!"

When the result was revealed, not only was Yao Shan stunned, but all the previous 'scholar-level' experts were also dumbfounded. Their calculations had been flawless, yet the outcome... why was it so vastly different?

"Alright, this slot belongs to... Sun Qiang!" Ignoring the murmurs below, the youth in charge handed over a special token representing the slot. Sun Qiang took it, then looked at his Young Master again, his eyes wide as if they might pop out.

Before, so many people had calculated the same result, between thirty and forty. Yet his Young Master had casually said 73, and Sun Qiang had thought it was way off, never dreaming it would be perfectly accurate! "Young Master..." He simply couldn't believe it; his Young Master seemed to possess clairvoyant abilities.

"Just good luck!" Zhang Xuan didn't explain, merely looked at Yao Shan calmly. "A bet is a bet. Two divine coins!"

"Alright!" Yao Shan's face flushed then paled. He gritted his teeth, took out two divine coins from his pocket, and handed them over. Having been there for decades, he was considered a reputable figure; if he reneged on a debt, he wouldn't be able to stay.

"Do you dare to bet with me again?" Seeing the disc stop again, hidden within the mist, Yao Shan looked over.

"Sure!" Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

"I'll bet on number 57, within a range of ten!" Yao Shan declared, raising an eyebrow. "Just like before, two divine coins!"

"You're on!" Zhang Xuan chuckled, then turned to Zhao Ya. "Go, buy number 95!"

"Yes, Teacher!" Zhao Ya stepped forward and bought the number. Yao Shan paused, then also found someone to buy his number.

A moment later, the number was revealed. Yao Shan clutched his hair. He had calculated twice, and both times he was way off, yet the other person had won both times. How did he do it? Wasn't it random? Could this thing actually be calculated?

Gritting his teeth, Yao Shan handed over the two divine coins, his body trembling, even beginning to doubt his life. Having been there for decades, he could definitely tell this person was a newcomer, which was precisely why he had approached him, hoping to fleece a novice. He never dreamed he'd be the one fleeced! He had lost four divine coins directly! More importantly, the other party had successfully obtained two slots.

"Want to continue?" Seeing the disc spin again, Zhang Xuan looked over with a smile. This person was truly helpful; if he kept giving money, not only would the slots be free, but he might even make a profit...

"No..." Yao Shan flinched, almost bursting into tears. If he continued betting like the last two times, his newly bought house would probably be gone soon... Even now, a bathroom had already disappeared... After trembling, he carefully looked at the young man, utterly disbelieving. Could this person be the reincarnation of a God of Gamblers?