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

Chapter 449 Betting One Trillion? Qin Yang was almost driven mad with anger.

Xiao Junze rushed out of the classroom, and everyone saw that the golden light was spreading from his hands.

boom--!
The tall and majestic image of the Wheel-Turning King appeared in the sky above the school, like a giant looking down on the world, and the demons and monsters outside the classrooms all knelt on the ground.

As one of the Ten Kings of Hell, King Yama's power naturally has a deterrent effect on these strange beings.

Xiao Junze used the Joker card directly.

The Dharma image of the Wheel King, dozens of meters high in the air, struck directly at the place where the strange creatures gathered.

Those man-eating monsters didn't even have time to let out a scream before their souls were scattered!
Boom, boom!
The classroom building trembled violently, and the surrounding space seemed on the verge of collapse.

The entire space gradually calmed down only after the image of the Wheel-Turning King disappeared from the sky above the school.

The mechanical voice came over the loudspeaker again, "Congratulations on passing the first level of the trial. Welcome to the second level of the Nightmare Clock Tower."

Inside the underworld casino, the female underworld messengers were stunned for a long time when they saw the appearance of the Wheel King.

"He actually has the Joker card of the Wheel King."

As for Qin Yang, who was opposite Song Mang, he was completely dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

No, who would have thought?

He knew that Song Mang had a lot of powerful Joker cards, but she wasn't in the Nightmare Clock Tower, so how could her subordinates also have Joker cards of the King of Hell level?

Damn it, I'm so jealous of him!

He doesn't even have that yet!

The female underworld official's voice continued, "The number of people who passed the first level is 4,765, of which 923 are from the Yellow School and 895 are from the Blue School."

The female underworld official looked at Song Mang and said, "It's obvious that this distinguished guest's guess is closer to the final number of survivors. The outcome of this gamble is already decided."

"..."

Qin Yang's face was grim, and he could only watch helplessly as Song Mang took away the First Emperor's sword.

Song Mang examined the sword in his hand, a playful look in his eyes. "Want to gamble again? We just tried one round, so we both know roughly what the rules are. I'd like to continue, but I'm worried you might run out of chips."

Qin Yang remained silent.

He thought to himself that although Song Mang said she was just trying it out, she immediately bet a huge sum of 100 billion, which clearly meant she wanted him to bet something good right away.

This 100 billion must be most of her savings, right?

Add to that the First Emperor's sword she just won; if she bets it all in the next round, he'll have to put up at least 200 billion worth of chips!
He still possesses a ghost artifact, which could be used as leverage against the two hundred billion, but...

If he loses again, it's all over.

Our ancestors should have killed him!
But if he doesn't bet on that thing, even if Song Mang bets another 100 billion, he still won't have enough ghost money as chips. The casino will automatically use his personal freedom as a wager.

Qin Yang couldn't help but look around, feeling uneasy for the first time in a dungeon.

Before Song Mang could speak, he suddenly asked the female underworld official, "Can I stop gambling now? You can just throw me into the Nightmare Clock Tower."

"that's not allowed."

The female underworld official said, "Once the game begins, you cannot withdraw. The game will only end when one side runs out of chips."

Upon hearing this, Song Mang asked, "Then does the winning side clear the level?"

The female underworld official remained silent.

Song Mang noticed that in what she had just said, "this betting game is only over now," so even if you win, you still can't leave the casino? What will happen after you win?

Should we continue gambling with other players?
Song Mang felt that the purpose of the "Underworld Casino" was not so simple, after all, in the real world, those who run casinos and act as bookmakers are the ones who make the most money.

"Then go ahead."

Song Mang immediately posted ten black gold cards.

"Here are ten black gold cards from the Heaven and Earth Bank, each containing one hundred billion ghost money, totaling one trillion ghost money."

Female underworld messenger: ? ? ?

Qin Yang: ? ? ?
How many?!!!!!!!
It's one thing for her to have one of these black gold cards, but why does she have ten?! Ten!!!
One trillion!
There's actually someone in this world with a trillion ghost money!

Before the apocalypse, probably not many people had a trillion dollars in savings, right?
What? What exactly does this world want? Did they put a God of Wealth in his gamble?

Qin Yang opened her mouth wide involuntarily, staring blankly at Song Mang and said, "Song Mang, I really suspect now that you have a crush on me and are trying every means to get me."

Isn't your goal to force me to offer no equal terms and instead stake my personal freedom?
"Fine! Now I have no choice but to stake my freedom on this, and you'll soon have me! Are you satisfied now?"

Song Mang: ? ? ? ?

The female underworld official finally came to her senses and saw Qin Yang there, rubbing her hair and talking nonsense in a panic.

Her lips twitched, and she couldn't help but say, "Sir, please calm down."

Qin Yang: "I know, this is all her way of getting me! Hahahaha."

The female underworld official said with a complicated expression, "Honored guest, you can think of it on the bright side. What if you win? Then all one trillion underworld coins will be yours."

Qin Yang paused, looking at the female underworld official with a lifeless expression, and said, "She has a trillion, why is she afraid of not winning? What if she offered you a hundred billion to manipulate things and let her win? Would you do it?"

The female underworld official didn't say anything, but she glanced at Song Mang several times, her expression shy.

Bang.

Qin Yang couldn't help but slam her hand on the table and stand up. "Hey! I was just using a metaphor. Why are you laughing like that, all lovestruck? You don't actually think you're going to have a hundred billion, do you?!"

"Cough cough!"

The female underworld official coughed twice seriously. "The casino has very strict rules, and it prohibits all underhanded dealings. Of course, I won't let her do anything behind the scenes!"

She looked at Qin Yang and said, "Distinguished guest, Miss Song has bet one trillion. Do you have chips of equal value? If not, you need to sign a contract."

The female underworld official took out a piece of joss paper and handed it to Qin Yang, saying, "This is the master-servant contract from the eerie app. Please check if there are any problems."

If there are no problems, when you lose, you'll sign this contract and become Song Mang's servant.

"..."

He might as well not have spent that 100,000 yuan on tickets!

Qin Yang glanced at it, let out a long sigh, and said, "No problem, let's use this contract. Just tell me what we're betting on this time, so I can die knowing why."

"The second level is a game of musical chairs."

The footage from the surveillance camera changed; the players appeared on a large playground and sat in a large circle as instructed.

There are roughly 500 people in each circle, so there are eight circles and eight drums on the playground.

(End of this chapter)