The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 443 Ten thousand Jokers to use at will! If you lack strength, make up for it with quantity!
Xi Jinzhi smiled and said, "If there really were a King of Hell in the casino, how could he possibly gamble with you using his position? He has plenty of other things to wager."

But...it's not impossible. He sets up the betting scheme with an ulterior motive; if he can't get what he wants from the betting, he'll just have to keep increasing the stakes.

Xi Jinzhi's meaning is very simple.

If a player keeps winning and the opponent keeps losing, until they run out of cards, then they can only gamble on their position.

"Then it comes down to who has more chips."

Song Mang thought for a moment and said, "However, in what form does the casino conduct betting against each other?"

"do not know."

Xi Jinzhi replied, "The Underworld Casino was only opened after that instance was upgraded to ten stars. Before ten stars, there was no casino in Nightmare Clock Tower at all."

But I learned that their purpose in opening casinos there was mainly to steal players' ghost money and lives.

When a human player dies, the Heaven and Earth Bank account will be closed, and the ghost money in the account can only be withdrawn by the human player and given to others.

This practice was intended to prevent an apocalypse, but in reality, many bizarre individuals inherited the deceased's ghost money through murder.

Song Mang suddenly realized, "The Underworld Casino forces players to take out all their savings to gamble. If they lose, they will lose everything in the dungeon."

She couldn't help but click her tongue. "That Lian Yuexian is really something, but it's also obvious they're really short on cash. Since the Yin-Yang Casino opened, has any player ever managed to win and leave?"

"Not yet."

Xi Jinzhi's expression grew increasingly solemn. "As the scope of the ten-star dungeon expands, the number of players captured in this dungeon is also increasing, with each round soon approaching tens of thousands!"

If this instance continues to develop, it will soon trap all the players in Haicheng, and the people of Jiang City might not be spared either.

"Then I'll get ready. First, I'll go get some more paper offerings and Joker cards, and then I'll go into the dungeon!"

Song Mang immediately went to find someone.

Fortunately, she had mentioned the recruitment during her live stream, and many players from Jiang City had applied for jobs at the paper-making factory recently. Yan Zhe had already arranged for those people to work.

More and more people joined the paper-making factory, and the speed of producing large quantities of paper-made items also increased. The previous orders for the Night Wanderer were all completed within a day.

The paper-making factory has now started processing orders for the "Day Parade Gods," and Yan Zhe said it would only take one or two days.

While the paper-craft factory was making these ordinary paper-crafted firearms, Yan Zhe himself was making paper-crafted warships.

Song Mang went straight to Yan Zhe and asked, "Third Senior Brother, how long will it take to finish the next paper warship?"

"It was already prepared a long time ago."

Yan Zhe found a transparent box among a pile of clutter in the room, inside which was a finished paper warship.

"The first time you make one of these things, you're not very skilled and it takes a long time, but once you get the hang of it, it's much faster. Also, I had the players in the factory make some of the simpler parts for the paper warship, which saved me a lot of trouble."

"It's not that you asked me to make a few more; I was thinking of making two more paper warships and then giving them to you together."

"I already made one, so I'll take this one for now! I'm about to enter the ten-star dungeon, so I probably won't have time to come back for it!"

"Going into a dungeon again?"

Yan Zhe thought for a moment and said, "How about I wait until I'm done and have someone send it to you by express delivery?" Yan Zhe knew that if it weren't for his junior sister protecting him, he wouldn't be able to make paper offerings here in peace; he would have been chased all over the world by now.

Of course, we want to give our junior sister the best service experience!

Although his skill is very rare, and it's practically impossible for anyone to make such exquisite paper crafts, he could take these paper-crafted firearms and sell them for a high price, without necessarily having to work for Song Mang.

But he knew that there were plenty of people in the world who wanted to get something for nothing. Without a powerful figure protecting him, those wolves and tigers outside would probably swarm him and try to steal his paper offerings.

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." Didn't his family members die because of the greed of these people?
Yan Zhe thought of those people who came to the capital to cause trouble.

Those guys are all from major Xuanmen families in China, experts from the headquarters of the Ghost Suppression Division, and the protectors behind the small sect that slaughtered the Yan family.

These people received advance notice and knew that paper effigies would be of great use in the apocalypse, which is why they sent people to destroy the Yan family and try to seize all of the Yan family's paper effigies for themselves.

Unfortunately, they arrived too late. The Yan family had already sold the paper offerings before they could wipe them out!
Yan Zhe looked at Song Mang with a complicated expression.

If he's not mistaken, the person who bought the Yan family's paper offerings must have been his junior sister.

The money that the junior sister paid to the Yan family was transferred to him by his family, helping him through a period of hardship and poverty before the apocalypse began.

In a sense, his junior sister saved him twice. For that alone, he'd be willing to work for her for the rest of his life! Even if the pay is low, it doesn't matter!
Just as Yan Zhe was thinking of this, Song Mang handed him a black gold card. "Third Senior Brother, there are 10 billion in here. Last time, I gave you a bonus for developing a paper warship."

Yan Zhe: "..."

Look, look! He can just casually give away 10 billion. He can't possibly earn less even if he wants to!
Those freeloaders actually want him to make paper effigies? Laughable, do they even deserve it?
"I'm leaving now. I need to find some other strange items to make some ghost cards. I'll have Bai Qi stay with you. Once you've finished making the paper effigies, have him deliver them by express mail."

"okay!"

Song Mang took the paper warship and left first, then found other strange people to make some ghost king and ghost immortal level ghost cards.

Since most of the eerie creatures in the opera house have nothing better to do than cultivate, their levels have increased rapidly, and several new ghost kings have appeared recently.

So they just made 10,000 Ghost King cards and 5,000 Ghost Immortal cards together!

In addition, Song Mang still has more than 500 unused Yama-level one-time-use ghost cards in his hand!
Once everything was prepared, Song Mang led over a hundred people to Haicheng.

Of these more than one hundred people, only ten were from the Ghost Suppression Division. The rest included members of the Blood Skull faction and outlaws causing trouble near the temple.

Xiao Junze followed her, looking at the copy information sent to his phone as they walked.

He said worriedly, "Has Lian Yuexian in Haicheng gone mad? In just two days, Nightmare Clock Tower has swallowed up some low-star dungeons in the vicinity and started capturing players on a large scale. The number of people in the dungeons is almost over 100,000!"

Xiao Junze looked around and said, "Junior Sister, are we bringing too few people?"
This dungeon is probably similar to the old castle dungeon, and there are definitely a group of powerful and strange creatures inside!

Otherwise, how could Lian Yuexian dare to capture so many players directly? Her strange abilities weren't strong enough to suppress them!

"It's okay if there are fewer people, but the food can't be too bad."

Song Mang stopped and suddenly took out a huge snakeskin bag from her storage space.

She opened the snakeskin bag, and a blinding burst of purple and red light surged out.

She said to Xiao Junze, "Distribute these ghost cards to everyone. Give each person ten ghost fairy ghost cards plus one hundred ghost king level ghost cards. You can easily kill the NPCs in the dungeon by smashing them, okay?"

(End of this chapter)