The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Lin Mo asked, "Isn't there any other way to increase the success rate?"

Yes, after a few more times, you'll get used to the pain. There's a saying among you: "You get used to the pain eventually."

The system explained slowly.

That's roughly the principle. Ordinary people are too physically weak to tough it out; they can only get used to it. However, as long as they persevere to the end, each attempt will increase their success rate by about 15%.

Lin Mo understood. This thing was like getting a shot. The first time, he was terrified, but after a few shots every day for a few days, he became numb to it.

He frowned slightly: "So what exactly is the success rate of using the basic gene serum for the first time? Do you have an approximate figure?"

The system did not answer directly, but remained silent for a while, seemingly performing complex calculations.

After a while, it finally spoke.

[Based on the simulation results, the success rate of the first use of the basic gene serum is less than one percent. The user will faint due to the pain triggering their self-protection mechanism.]

"What will happen if you faint?" Lin Mo pressed.

Even if one faints, the gene recombination process will not be interrupted.

In the end, there will only be one outcome: death, as the drug will become ineffective.

The system's conclusions are cold and cruel.

So, it's highly likely that all three of your potions are a complete waste...

"I don't think it'll be a waste of money, wanna bet?"

Lin Mo shrugged, interrupting the system.

【? 】

The system was clearly taken aback, and the ball of light paused in mid-air for a moment.

"I bet they will succeed."

Lin Mo stood up and slowly walked to the window.

It was pitch black outside the window, with only the occasional pale flash of lightning in the distance briefly illuminating the grotesque outline of the wasteland.

【bet?】

The system was somewhat speechless; human brain circuits are always so peculiar.

Humans seem to have an inexplicable confidence when it comes to probability and success rate.

I really don't know where this confidence comes from.

But it's different.

It only believes in big data and the results derived from billions of simulations.

The probability of all three succeeding on their first use of the basic gene serum was almost zero.

Seeing that the system didn't respond, Lin Mo continued, his tone highly provocative: "Do you dare?"

"If all three of them make it through, then I win."

"Conversely, even if one of the three of them faints, you win."

system:【......】

I don't understand. Why did you bet with me when it was a bet you were destined to lose? No, why did you dare to bet with me?

The system posed a question that struck at the very core of the matter.

In its logic library, this behavior is pure folly, because it offers absolutely no benefit whatsoever.

The only explanation is that this guy in front of me has masochistic tendencies.

Lin Mo simply smiled faintly, turned his head to look at the system through the fleeting flash of lightning outside the window.

"What? Are you scared?"

Your attempts to provoke me won't work.

The system directly exposed Lin Mo's little scheme.

"Heh~"

Lin Mo let out a soft laugh, full of disdain.

The light on the system's sphere noticeably fluctuated.

"What kind of expression is that? Are you looking down on me? I am the greatest in all realms..."

Lin Mo waved his hand to interrupt its endless self-praise: "Anyone can brag. If you're so capable, let's have a face-to-face contest. Do you dare?"

I've already told you, your provocation is ineffective against me...

"Heh~"

Lin Mo chuckled again, this time with an even stronger sense of sarcasm.

You're still laughing!

The system instantly went berserk.

【hateful!】

[Fine! Since you're courting death, I'll take your bet. What do you want to bet?]

A glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and he smiled faintly: "That depends on what you have."

[Weapons Factory!]

The system uttered a word in a fit of pique, its light radiating a hint of mild anger.

If you win, I'll give you a weapons factory for free!

Lin Mo immediately became interested, but didn't show it at all: "What use would I have for this?"

Judging from the name, it should be similar to a pharmaceutical factory.

Could it be a factory capable of mass-producing weapons?

The system scoffed, its tone carrying a hint of arrogance born of offense: "That's a building that only unlocks at a level 3 general store. I can unlock it for you ahead of time, and for free!"

The system even kindly explained the advantages of the weapons factory, fearing that Lin Mo might not know.

Weapon factories can mass-produce firearms, ammunition, and simple explosives, even high-end weapons.

These weapons are extremely effective against early-game servant-level monsters.

Upon receiving the system's reply, Lin Mo felt a slight jolt.

Mass-producing firearms and ammunition, even top-of-the-line weapons.

This is a godsend.

If a weapons factory can be built, then servant-level monsters will basically no longer pose a threat.

The pressure of the end-of-month assessment will be much less, and the success rate of the end-of-month assessment can be increased by at least 20%.

The system orb circled Lin Mo once, then stopped directly in front of him, a hint of vengeful satisfaction in its voice: "I've put out my chips, so where are yours?"

Lin Mo said frankly, "If I lose, I'll give you 100 million source crystals."

[Tch~ It's not like you have any skills.]

The system ruthlessly exposed him.

No one knows Lin Mo better than him. Right now, Lin Mo is a penniless wretch!

Lin Mo nodded without blushing: "I really don't have it, so I'll just owe you for now. The interest will be calculated at 0.5% per day, which is clearly a bargain for you."

The system thought about it and didn't find anything wrong with it.

In its view, this money was a sure thing, and more interest would certainly be better.

Moreover, a daily interest rate of 0.5% is indeed quite high.

[Okay, if you lose, you'll owe this system 1 million Source Crystals, with interest calculated at 0.5% per day.]

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Deal."

I don't trust you, let's have a written agreement!

The system is clearly terrified of being scammed, and the data shows that when people are pushed to the brink, they are capable of anything.

Except for math exam papers.

As soon as he finished speaking, a virtual contract emitting a faint light instantly unfolded in the air, with the terms of the bet clearly written on it in an ancient script.

Lin Mo glanced at it; the terms were clear and there were no problems. He then extended his finger and pressed his fingerprint at the end.

As the handprint fell, the contract transformed into a stream of light, splitting into two and disappearing into Lin Mo's and the system's bodies respectively.

The system scoffed, its light flickering: "Hmph, you're doomed!"

Lin Mo shrugged indifferently.

One million source crystals is indeed a lot.

However, upon closer reflection, even if he lost, it would only mean that he would be unable to send anything to the Dragon Kingdom for a period of time.

But if you win, you can get a level 1 weapon factory for free.

No matter how you calculate it, he won't lose money in this deal.

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