The copy has 0 error tolerance, and the last words on the ground are all wrong for me.

Chapter 6 Russian Roulette

The accusation of cheating against Jin Dun threw the activity room into chaos. Before the other patients, who were holding tables, chairs and benches, could surround Jin Dun, Wu Chang left the activity room early.

Before leaving, he did not forget to make a blessing gesture.

Hope people are okay.

Julie took him back to the room. She stood at the door and took out a bunch of keys from her waist and started to pick them out.

"For safety reasons, don't go out today. I will bring you lunch and dinner."

Taking advantage of the moment when Julie took the key, Wu Chang saw two keys, one black and one red, tied to the inside of the slit of Julie's nurse skirt.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wu Chang took off his shirt, revealing the muscular body that Julie had given a perfect score to. While Julie's attention was attracted, he pressed Julie against the door, and with his other hand, he stroked Julie's thigh, and approached the two keys from bottom to top.

"Would you like to stay a little longer?"

Julie pressed his hands on his legs, and the huge force prevented him from moving forward.

"You can't touch them. In this sanatorium, the basement and the fourth floor are restricted areas for patients. Approaching them without permission is a serious violation."

Wu Chang raised his eyebrows and squeezed his held hand slightly.

"They can't be touched, does that mean we can touch them here?"

Julie moved closer to Wu Chang and whispered, "That depends on your performance."

Looking at Julie's leaving back, Wu Chang raised his eyebrows.

He made the right bet, the woman was indeed on his side.

Without Julie's protection, Kington would never let him leave the activity room easily.

The skin of medical staff is more useful than he thought. With such a cheap guardian angel around, no matter what misunderstanding she has about his identity, this misunderstanding must continue.

After seeing Julie off, Wu Chang immediately checked the harvest from Bloody Will.

Player nickname: Doesn't eat beef.

Player Level: 1 (0/100)

Health: 8 (5)

Strength: 9 (5)

Agility: 9 (5)

Endurance: 7 (5)

Energy: 0 (0)

Inspiration: 52 (5)

Willpower: 31 (5)

(The values ​​in brackets are the average values ​​of the attributes for adult men aged 20-40.)
Skills: Mamba Elbow, Firearms Use (Proficient).

Items: Silver Dawn, Favor of the Goddess of Luck.

Talent: Salvation.

Compared with the previous attribute panel, after completing the Gambler's Bloody Testament, his agility and willpower each increased by one point, and inspiration increased by two points.

Four attribute points may not seem like a lot, but according to the prompt on the game panel, you can only get five free attribute points per level.

The attribute reward obtained by completing a Bloody Testament is close to one level higher, so the profit is quite considerable.

What's more, in addition to the attribute rewards, he also obtained a new game item.

He opened his personal space and took out three twenty-four-sided dice, on which were engraved numbers from 1 to 24.

"Item name: The favor of the goddess of luck."

"Item level: D."

"Item Skill: Strong Luck."

"Roll three dice. When the numbers they throw are all 1, you can get a strong luck state, which increases the success rate of the next luck-related choice. The effect of the increase depends on the inspiration value."

"Item Skill: Loaded Dice."

"The goddess of luck gives extra care to those who favor her. She put a little lead in the dice, so that they will definitely roll 1 when activated. This skill can be activated once in each copy plane."

My goodness, the goddess of luck is cheating too.

After completing the gambler's bloody last words, he obtained four attribute points and a D-level item. Even if he didn't know the market situation in the Abyss game, he could guess that the value of the reward was very explosive.

No wonder the game administrator suspected that he had activated it in the skill description of the talent.

What, the goddess of luck has put lead in the dice, but doesn't allow him to use a small auxiliary plug-in?

Staying alone in the room, time seemed particularly long. Without a computer or mobile phone, he threw the three dice he had just obtained to kill time.

The Luck Skill has no usage count or cooldown time, it is purely based on luck. If you roll three 1s, you can also save the use of the loaded dice.

Can’t you guess it once in one day?

Two hours later, Wu Chang lay dejectedly on the bed, muttering quietly:

"Yes, the probability of rolling 1 on a 1.6-sided dice is less than one in ten thousand. Even with a % chance, you'll still have to eat the guaranteed bonus. Even if you're woken up by someone, you'll still have hypoglycemia. So stop dreaming."

As the hours passed, it quickly darkened and the nurses rang the bells, announcing the arrival of night.

Wu Chang got up from the bed and lit the kerosene lamp on the table.

With the help of the light, he took out three dice again and activated the loaded dice.

Three dice are thrown, and after a brief rotation, they stop at the same time, with three ones neatly arranged. Cheats are still the best.

He put away the dice, moved the table to the center of the room, and sat on one side.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but just when he was about to fall asleep, footsteps were heard in the quiet corridor.

The footsteps came closer and closer. He estimated that they were almost there. Just as he was about to get up and open the door, he found that the door that was locked from the inside opened by itself.

Jinton pushed the door open, sat down opposite him, and said with a smile, "I ran into a little trouble and was delayed for a while."

Judging from Jinton's condition, he is in quite a bit of trouble.

The nurses at Moonlight Sanatorium are all extremely fierce, and the patients they are responsible for looking after are certainly not easy to deal with.

Jinton's hospital gown was almost bloody, and he had at least dozens of wounds on his body, including knife wounds, blunt force wounds, and burns.

Apart from these minor injuries, there was a deeper dent on Jin Dun's round head compared to the daytime, probably caused by being hit hard by a blunt object.

A square table leg had been stuck into his abdomen and it was still bleeding before he could pull it out.

The reason why he didn't pull it out was probably because it was inconvenient to bandage it with one hand. His left arm had been torn off from the shoulder down.

If Jinton lay down and pretended to be dead now, the forensic doctor would need several days to determine which wound was the fatal one.

Another big one.

Wu Chang tried hard to control the corners of his mouth and asked in a concerned tone: "Brother Jin Dun, are you okay? Do you need treatment first?"

Jinton grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody white teeth.

"It's just some minor injuries, don't worry about it. Brother Sean, what do you want to bet with me?"

Wu Chang pretended to reach under the pillow, took out the Silver Dawn from his personal space, and slapped it on the table.

"Brother Jinton, do you recognize this?"

Jinton stroked the Silver Dawn with his remaining right hand and exclaimed, "What a delicate flintlock!"

Wu Chang raised his eyebrows. The technological progress in the copy plane had already reached the point where firearms existed, which would save him a lot of effort in explaining.

"Brother Jinton has seen a gun before?"

Jinton said, "I used it when I was in service before. I can guarantee that the flintlock rifles used by the royal family and the nobles are not as good as it! Do you want to use it as a bet? I'm afraid I can't come up with the corresponding chips."

Wu Chang shook his head and explained:

"No, it's a prop for gambling, not a bet. Where I live, there is a traditional gambling game called Russian roulette."

Jinton showed curiosity, "What do you mean?"

Wu Chang simply demonstrated the firing principle of a revolver. He opened the cylinder, took out a bullet and loaded it into it, then rotated it and closed the cylinder.

"The rules are simple. There are six bullet slots, and only one of them has a bullet at the moment. You and I will take turns pointing the gun at my forehead and pulling the trigger. The one who gets shot loses."

He looked at the crimson resentment behind Jinton, "If I lose, this gun is yours. If you lose, I want the key to the white door in the underground area."

Such a simple and crude rule was very much in line with Jinton's appetite. He licked his lips and said:
"No problem. The key you want is in my room. If you win, you can go get it yourself. But I have one condition. I must be the one to spin the dial and I must be the one to fire the first shot."

"Sure." Wu Chang agreed readily.

Jin Dun slapped a piece of paper on the table, inserted his thumb into the wound on his body, dipped it in blood, pressed his fingerprint on it, and then pushed it in front of Wu Chang.

"To prevent you from defaulting on your debt after losing, we need to sign an agreement before we start. Is that ok?"

There was only one simple sentence on the paper.

"The winner takes everything, the loser takes nothing."

Wu Chang had seen this agreement before in Resentment. It had a certain coercive power. Once signed, the losing party in the gambling game would die on the spot, and even the players would be unable to resist.

The power of the agreement comes from the huge crescent moon that occupies half of the paper. The outline of the moon is made up of countless complex curves, which is exquisite and gorgeous, as if representing a powerful existence.

Wu Chang used a dagger to cut his thumb and also left a fingerprint.

"Of course, no problem. If you're worried, I can still make a promise with you."

"I hope you'll still be so optimistic in a while," Kington said.

Jinton picked up the gun and carefully checked the cylinder. After making sure there was nothing abnormal, he rotated the cylinder with one hand, inserted the bullet while the cylinder was still rotating, and closed the cylinder.

He put the muzzle of the gun to his forehead, and the smile on his face became wider.

This game of Russian roulette seems random, but for a top gambler like him, it is very easy to control the bullet slot according to his eyesight and technique.

Random? Not at all!
If he fired the first shot, Wu Chang would fire the last shot.

He seemed to have seen the final outcome of the gamble. After five consecutive empty shots, Wu Chang held the gun tremblingly, unable to pull the trigger of the shot that was destined to pierce his head.

The despair of pushing himself into the abyss with his own hands would make Wu Chang fear, struggle, go crazy, and beg...

In the end, he lost the bet because he gave up and was crushed to death by him like a bug.

Watching his opponent at the gambling table step by step towards the cliff, he could never get enough of watching it. This kind of pleasure was enough to cover up the pain in his body at the moment.

"Let the game begin!" Jinton shouted excitedly and pulled the trigger.

At the same time Jin Dun pulled the trigger, Wu Chang picked up the wooden board that had been prepared long ago to block the spraying liquid.

Putting down the wooden board, Wu Chang picked up the Silver Dawn with an expressionless face and wiped the blood stains off it.

The setting that silver bullets can be loaded at any time is really convenient to use.

(End of this chapter)