Ninth class citizen

Chapter 167 Did I Bet Wrongly?

Sitting on the other side of Nan Rong, General Manager Jin, who was holding her arm affectionately, smiled and said, "Of course there is a way."

"The fastest way to make money is to bet on matches." General Manager Jin pointed to the small electronic device in front of the seat: "There are dozens of fighting matches every night, ranging from the lowest black iron level to the gold level. Before each match, we can place bets here."

"Didn't they say there was a platinum level competition?" Nan Rong asked.

"Platinum-level challenges are only held every weekend. If you are interested, just come this weekend." Qian Duoduo explained: "It's just that the ticket price on weekends is several times higher than on weekdays, and it is often difficult to get a ticket."

"So why are you all so familiar with this place?"

"Of course." Qian Duoduo and General Manager Jin said in unison: "Such an interesting place, who hasn't come here a few times with their elders?"

This is something that is taken for granted only for students from wealthy private universities.

Nan Rong didn't ask any more questions and continued to listen to General Manager Jin's introduction.

"Look." She operated a few times and brought up a large void screen, which displayed the entire schedule for tonight.

"We are here at the right time," she said.

"The first fight is about to begin. It's a Black Iron-level match, Steel Fang versus Red Snake Weasel. Here are the profiles of the two players. Well, Steel Fang has won nine games in a row, and if he wins one more, he'll be promoted to a bronze-level fighter. Red Snake Weasel is still a newcomer, and this is his first match. The odds for the two are 1:1.2 for Steel Fang and 1:7 for Red Snake Weasel."

Nan Rong understood immediately. "That is, if I bet 1000 Cowans on the red snake weasel, I can get 7000 Cowans if he wins."

"That's true. But it's not that easy to make money in unpopular fields, and the probability of a novice being able to succeed is extremely low." General Manager Jin said, operating skillfully on the void screen.

Nan Rong saw it clearly. She bet 5000 Cowens on Gangya.

Not only her, Qian Duoduo next to her also bet on Gangya, betting 3000 Cowens.

Seeing Nan Rong's puzzled expression, General Manager Jin explained enthusiastically, "No fighter who passes the review and enters the Zero Boundary Matrix will have an easy time. Steel Fang has been able to win nine games in a row, which has already demonstrated his extraordinary strength. So compared to the inexperienced Red Snake Weasel, Steel Fang has a better chance of winning."

Nan Rong nodded and looked at the other club members around him. Most of them had placed bets on Gangya, but only President Roland, who was sitting in the front row, did not make any move.

As if he noticed Nan Rong's gaze, he turned around and smiled: "Everyone, please be careful and just play for a while. We didn't come here tonight to make this kind of risky money."

Nan Rong heard his hidden meaning and blinked: "Besides gambling, are there other ways to make money?"

"Of course." Roland laughed. "Don't forget what our club does. This is a paradise for component engineers."

Nan Rong probably understood what he wanted to do.

She thought about it and didn't rush to place a bet.

She seldom does anything that she is not sure of, especially when it involves money.

As exciting music sounded, two miniature mechas stood on the anti-gravity fighting arena suspended in the middle of the patio.

Their images were magnified synchronously on the surrounding holographic screens.

Both sides used miniature modified mechas. Gangya was driving a cyan wolf-shaped beast mecha, while Red Snake Weasel was driving a red humanoid mecha. The referee loudly introduced Gangya's past achievements, and cheers like a tide broke out from the audience.

In comparison, Red Snakeweed has far fewer supporters, and only those speculators who are greedy for huge profits will bet on a pure newcomer like him.

The broadcast echoed in the fighting arena: "Dear distinguished guests, the first Iron-level fight of the night is about to begin. Those who have not yet placed their bets, please hurry up. The betting deadline for this match is in one minute."

Nan Rong looked carefully at the two fighters standing silently on both sides of the fighting arena, then quickly pressed his fingers on the void screen.

"That's right." General Manager Jin smiled and whispered, "It's not easy to come out here, so you can't be like the president and just think about working hard to earn money. At least place a bet to entertain yourself."

As she was talking, her eyes suddenly froze: "No, you bet on the wrong one. Why did you bet on the red snake weasel, and bet so much!!"

She was so anxious that she almost jumped up: "Quick, withdraw the bet immediately, or the 10 Cowen will be wasted!"

Coincidentally, as soon as General Manager Jin finished speaking, the virtual screen showed that the betting was closed, and all bets and odds had been locked, and no changes could be made.

"It's over!" General Manager Jin sat back in his seat weakly, covering his face with his hands: "It's all my fault. Why didn't I keep a closer eye on him? Otherwise, how could you make such a stupid mistake!"

"That's right." Nan Rong said calmly, "The one I'm optimistic about is the red snake weasel."

"Ah?" General Manager Jin and Qian Duoduo both leaned over and asked, "Why are you betting on him? Do you know something about this?"

"That's not the case." Nan Rong said, "It's just a hunch that the red snake weasel might be able to win."

Of course she wasn't telling the truth. The fact was that the mental power she emitted detected the aura of the red mecha, which was much stronger than that of the cyan mecha.

Aura is something that cannot be seen or touched. You have to stand close to it to feel it.

Nan Rong didn't want to waste time explaining why he could make such a judgment from such a distance.

"You!" General Manager Jin waved his hand feebly, "You are still too young."

"General Manager Jin is right." Vice President Ji, who was sitting in the back, also said, "There are also several underground fighting arenas in our Hexi Province. I used to go there often and saw many people who deliberately bought unpopular tickets hoping to get rich overnight, but ended up becoming paupers."

"Although 10 Cowens is not a small amount, it is not difficult to earn it back with your ability." Minister Bai also comforted her, "Don't get angry, just think of it as a lesson learned. Don't suffer such a loss again in the future."

Nan Rong nodded and reminded them: "The game has started, why don't we watch it first?"

Everyone then focused their attention on the fighting arena.

Right from the start, Steel Teeth showed great strength.

The beast-like mecha ejected its sharp alloy claws and launched a violent attack towards the red mecha.

The latter was struggling to hold on, and the red armor coating on his body was soon scratched.

After holding on for a few more rounds, Steel Teeth seized the opportunity to fly into the air, and stomped hard on the red weasel with all four legs, knocking it heavily to the ground.