Demon Change the Earth

Back in the dormitory, Ma Liang took out his notebook, covered the quilt, and turned on the flashlight inside.

Everyone in the dormitory was asleep, Song Shibo was grinding his teeth, Bai Xiaoshu was talking in his sleep, and he was about to use his magic brush to make profit for himself for the first time in the new dimension.

With a slight shake of his right hand, the magic pen appeared, and when the tip of the pen touched the paper, his expression changed.

In an instant, everything that happened in the old time and space flashed through his mind, and he hesitated in holding the pen.

However, after a burst of uncontrollable coughing, the hesitation dissipated again.

It reminded him that "anomalies and deviations" were always there, and that doing nothing would get you nowhere.

As long as you grasp the speed, control it within the scope of abnormality and deviation, and make some small movements, it should be possible.

He sighed and started writing:

{Ouhuang Possession = The probability of winning can be accumulated.

Execute after a countdown of three seconds:

1. Whenever I say "open" silently, the possession of the European emperor will take effect.

2. Whenever I say "Close" silently, the Ouhuang Possession becomes invalid.

Countdown starts: 3, 2, 1}

The magic pen disappeared, the notebook was closed, and Ma Liang lifted the quilt, panting heavily.

It seems to be a psychological effect, and it feels like there is something different. Then I thought that the answerer said that every operation of the magic pen is the addition of new content. The addition of new content to the original space-time content will inevitably cause "errors" , diffuse out the associated influence to form space-time oscillations.

In this way, what "abnormalities and deviations" are just self-comfort, and I have already taken an irreversible step?

No!

Ma Liang came to his senses and suppressed the panic.

Careful enough.

The probability of winning can be accumulated, not the halo of victory, let alone a small poker game in a college student dormitory, what serious impact can it have, and how serious a chain reaction can it spread?

In the future, we have to set white gloves, and there are all kinds of openings for the new system. This is frightening, so what should we do in the future?

In the final analysis, I still care too much about this new beginning, so I worry about gains and losses.

I think back in the old time and space...

"Old horse, are you still asleep?"

Wang Fei woke up and went to the toilet, saw Ma Liang sitting on the bed in a daze, and asked in a daze.

"Oh? Well, what are you doing?"

"I'm so suffocated, let the water go."

"You just woke up, do me a favor!"

"What's the matter?"

"Do you have 500? I want to play two rounds on the opposite side."

"Yes!" Wang Fei climbed back to the upper bunk to get the money just as he got down, "Here, be careful, the ones in 401 are not easy, you see Qian Yong never plays with them."

When he said this, Ma Liang's heart became heavy.

Fuck, what else is going on in Dare?

But there is no turning back when you open the bow!

Scared of a fart!

From now on, from now on!

Come on, I want to see what you can do to me!

When I came to the door of the 401 dormitory, I happened to meet Qian Yong going out. Seeing Ma Liang, he asked in a low voice: "Why, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I can't sleep, I want to play two rounds, you go to sleep next door?"

Qian Yong was taken aback, glanced behind him, pulled Ma Liang away from the door, and whispered, "If you are inconvenient, just tell me."

This is a tactful dissuasion.

Ma Liang accepted his favor, smiled, and entered the door of 401 dormitory.

Inside was smoky and smoky, and everyone's eyes were red. Seeing him coming back, the fat man with small eyes asked, "Old horse, do you want to play?"

Ma Liang walked over and said with a smile: "I can't sleep, my hands are itchy!"

The fat man smiled, asked someone to make room, and asked Ma Liang to sit down.

The fat man threw him a cigarette and said: "We played small, with a bottom of 1 yuan.

100 caps, is there any problem? "

The bottom of 1 yuan is indeed small, but the cap of 100 yuan is definitely not small.

This kind of playing method is deceitful, and the money comes and goes quickly, and hundreds of thousands of dollars may be invested in it once it is carried, and winning or losing thousands of dollars a night is rare.

What is the origin of these people?

"No problem, let's deal the cards!"

Just as soon as it was over, a golden retriever began to shuffle the cards.

Ma Liang said silently: "Open!"

In the first hand, no one else looked at it, and just threw money into it, and he picked it up.

An A of hearts, a K of clubs, and a J of spades.

It was the biggest of all cards, but Ma Liang still threw the cards away and said, "Don't follow!"

"Old Ma is very cautious. If you play like this, you won't win much." The fat man said with a smile.

"I'll look at the limelight first, anyway, it's cheap." Ma Liang said.

When five people play cards, the normal winning probability should be 20%. The winning probability can be accumulated, so the next player's winning probability is 40%!

Note that winning does not refer to the real size of the card, but the winning or losing of a game.

Ou Huang possessed, how could he lose, even if the opponent is the God of Gamblers!

The second card was much bigger, a pair of nines, Ma Liang still gave up.

But this time, he didn't let people see the discarded card, and directly inserted it into the hole card.

For the third one, he stopped watching and started to get bored!

Boring is to bet without looking at the cards. If you want to call after checking the cards, you must double up.

After a few laps like this, the gambling pool will be very rich.

Ma Liang invested more than 50 yuan, and so did the other four.

Someone starts to look at the cards.

Then he cursed, threw it away, and gave up.

After the other player checked, he still called and doubled.

The golden retriever, the fat man, and Ma Liang are still bored.

Another few laps passed.

The person watching the cards couldn't take it anymore, and threw away the cards cursingly. The fat man laughed and said, "If you want to steal a chicken, there is no way."

When it was Ma Liang's turn, he hesitated for a moment, picked up the cards and looked at them.

The two who had given up stretched their necks to come closer, and Ma Liang turned sideways to block their sight.

After reading it, he held the card in front of his face as if nothing had happened, and said, "Price increase, 50!"

Unable to figure out his depth, the golden retriever hesitated for a moment, then picked up the card to look at it.

After reading it, he buckled his face blankly and said, "Fake it, 50, follow!"

Little Fatty was left alone without looking at the cards.

He looked at Ma Liang, then at the golden retriever, sneered, and said, "Bored, 20!"

It was Ma Liang's turn to speak again, "Price increase, 100!"

The golden retriever felt uncomfortable, and the three of them couldn't draw the cards. After hesitating for a while, they looked at Ma Liang again and again, and finally threw away the cards and gave up, "Failed to crack down on counterfeiting, give up!"

There are only two people left at the table.

The horse showed his cards, the little fat man showed his cards, and it was the little fat man's turn to speak.

The little fat man stared into Ma Liang's eyes and said firmly, "I bet the old horse is stealing chickens."

Ma Liang smiled, noncommittal.

The little fat man fumbled for a thick dozen RMB, thought for a moment, "Don't look at the cards, 50, open your cards!"

The golden retriever said: "Damn, you said that if someone steals a chicken, they still open their cards?"

The little fat man smiled, threw in 50, and raised his hand at Ma Liang.

Ma Liang didn't hesitate, and directly turned over the cards in front of him.

When the others saw it, they stamped their feet and clapped their hands angrily, saying, "Fuck, what a steal."

2 hearts, 7 diamonds, 10 diamonds, miscellaneous cards, very small.

The little fat man thought he had the chance to win, and he would win with any J or above. Who knew that when his cards were turned over, it was suddenly 2 of spades, 3 of clubs, and 5 of hearts.

235!

The smallest, can no longer be smaller.

"Haha..." The golden retriever laughed loudly and said, "Okay, you're stupid, 235!"

The little fat man froze and didn't speak, while Ma Liang collected the money with a smile.

This is a profit of three or four hundred, how much should it be in one night?

"Looks easy!" he thought to himself.