God of Pets

Chapter 457 They actually won!
Using his new identity, Chen Guan returned to the secret realm of Beiman Mountain once again.

They went to the vicinity of the Yellow Springs River outpost immediately to wait for the arrival of the Spirit King's ship.

Since he was waiting anyway, Chen Guan got a fishing rod and bait and started fishing by the Yellow Springs River.

After changing his appearance, the old turtles in the Yellow Springs River probably wouldn't recognize him. With no one to help him chase away the fish, Chen Guan fished for half a day and only caught two insignificant little fish.

Fortunately, Chen Guanzhi wasn't fishing; he was just killing time.

I fished for two days straight, but the Spirit King's ship never came. The fish I caught were all mediocre, and I was too lazy to even grill them. They weren't very tasty.

"The fish here must be bad. I'll definitely fish somewhere else and get better results," Chen Guan thought to himself.

But he has to wait for the ship here, so he can't change locations.

Persistence pays off. On the third night, Chen Guan finally saw the Spirit King's ship appear on the river.

With the appearance of the Spirit King's ship, many people came to the riverbank.

Chen Guan changed his appearance and physique, but still covered his face, preferring to avoid trouble.

Chen Guan obediently passed the test and went up into the cabin.

After sitting for a while, people kept coming into the cabin.

Suddenly, Chen Guan saw a person walk in. Although the person was masked, Chen Guan still remembered the clothes and recognized him at a glance.

"Why is Bu Changning here? Could he be trying to make Qingya change her mind? Even the Eighth Prince probably couldn't do something like that," Chen Guan thought to himself.

After arriving at the cabin, Bu Changning found a corner and sat there silently.

No one else boarded the ship, and the Spirit King's ship set sail towards the Qilin Mountains.

Chen Guan quietly changed his position, trying to stay as far away from Bu Changning as possible. In this state, anyone who got involved with Bu Changning would be doomed.

Upon arriving at the Hall of the Eight Kings again, Chen Guan did not see Teng Mingli, who was serving as the host, and his eyes darkened.

"The Eighth King shouldn't be in such a hurry, right? I'll have Teng Mingli tell him that I'll be coming to him with the inner core. He won't be so eager to kill Teng Mingli, will he?" Chen Guan thought to himself.

The host was replaced by a man, and the betting games were also updated and changed.

"Try to win this round and wish to take Fujimi away. If that doesn't work, we'll think of another way." Chen Guan listened carefully to the rules, trying to find a sure way to win.

There's really no foolproof way to win. If you don't have enough good karma, you can't possibly beat the Eight Kings.

Unless the cheerleader's spirit comes into play, it will be impossible to win the bet while ignoring the abilities of the Eight Kings.

So Chen Guan was looking for projects where the spirit of cheerleading could be brought into play.

However, this project was completely different from the one Chen Guan had come for. For a time, Chen Guan couldn't find a space where the spirit of cheerleading could be brought into play.

This time, the betting involved various normal gambling instruments, including dice, playing cards, mahjong, dominoes, roulette, etc., but there was not a single game involving living beings.

"What am I going to do? I certainly don't have any good karma. If I gamble like this, am I bound to lose?" Chen Guan frowned inwardly.

"Who's the first to gamble?" After introducing all the events and rules, the host turned his gaze to the human cultivators who had arrived.

“I’ll do it.” Bu Changning was the first to step forward.

"Would someone like Bu Changning have any good connections? I doubt he can win," Chen Guan thought to himself.

"Make your wish before the gods," the host said to Bu Changning.

"I want a level 30 legendary pet, the Heavenly Demon Blade Spirit," Bu Changning said, revealing his desire, which surprised Chen Guan. "Huh, has Bu Changning finally decided to go into business?" Chen Guan thought to himself in astonishment.

"As you wish, God has approved your bet. Now you can choose what you want to wager," the host said.

“I choose the roulette wheel of life and death,” Bu Changning said.

Chen Guan's expression changed when he saw that Bu Changning had chosen this project.

This project is a real life-or-death struggle. It's not an ordinary roulette game, but Russian roulette, with a revolver loaded with a single bullet. You shoot yourself in the head, and whoever falls down first loses.

Bu Changning chose this project with a do-or-die mentality; if he couldn't win, he would die here.

The Eighth King sent a crew member to gamble with Bu Changning. The crew member immediately picked up a gun without hesitation and pulled the trigger on his own head.

Snapped!
There was only a crisp sound; the firing pin missed the bullet.

Bu Changning gritted his teeth, picked up the gun, and shot himself in the head.

The audience watched with bated breath; this kind of game was equally thrilling for them.

As a result, Bu Changning's shot did not fire, and he put the gun back on the stage.

The crew member picked up the gun, hesitated for a moment, then pointed it at his head, closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger, but it didn't fire again.

There are six magazines in total. Since none of them went off three times, there must be at least one bullet in the bottom three magazines. The chances of being hit are already quite high.

Bu Changning picked up the gun, and you could see his hand was trembling, but he still raised the gun to his head, closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger with shaky steps.

Snapped!
In that instant, Bu Changning's soul seemed to be sucked away by that crisp sound.

He was free. The rest of the chances depended on the crew. If there was only a 50% chance, his shot would decide the fate of two people.

The crew member swallowed hard; it was clear he was so nervous he was almost suffocating.

He slowly raised his hand, pointing the gun at his head.

Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and a splatter of blood erupted on his temple.

Everyone felt a jolt in their hearts. Although they weren't gambling themselves, they were emotionally involved and were startled.

But soon everyone realized that the crew member had not fallen. The bursting blood was just water bullets from the gun barrel hitting his head and exploding, not bullets blowing his head apart.

"We won." Bu Changning breathed a long sigh of relief, completely exhausted.

"It's clear that this guest is very lucky; he's had a great start and will get what he wants," the host said with a smile.

A beam of light shot out from the statue of the Eight Great Kings, and a black, sheathed demonic sword flew toward Bu Changning.

After grasping the demonic blade, Bu Changning was overjoyed; he had finally done it.

"This guy actually has some good connections? How is that possible?" Chen Guan was very surprised, not expecting Bu Changning to win.

He didn't have time to worry about Bu Changning right now; he was thinking about how he could win.

Chen Guan has no technical skills, and he also lacks good connections, so he cannot choose existing projects.

This time, however, the host did not mention that the project could be defined independently, and Chen Guan did not know whether the betting method could be customized.

(End of this chapter)