Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 754 I will definitely win three rounds against you

The things Mike took out looked like handicrafts made by an apprentice craftsman, lacking any artistic flair.

The only thing he can be proud of about his white porcelain cat sculpture is probably just its overall outline.

He seemed to have a somewhat aloof and cold demeanor.

"Haha, Thor, judging from your expression, I knew you were a little disappointed with it, right?" Matt laughed mysteriously, seemingly unsurprised by Thor's reaction.

He held up his index finger and shook it twice in front of Thor. "This is the first piece of advice an elder who has been trading for over a decade gives you: never be blinded by appearances."

He placed the white porcelain kitten on the dining table and gently stroked its head.

"I'll demonstrate for you myself now." Mike took out another dodecahedral die. "You know what a die is, right? We'll just roll it randomly and see who goes first. I just petted the Cat God and received a brief blessing. I'm sure I'll beat you in the next three rounds."

After saying that, Mike held out his hand to Saul, gesturing for him to go first.

Saul picked up the dice, thinking, "Could Mike be a con artist, or even a highly skilled gambler?"

He didn't control his strength and casually threw the dice into the plate that Mike had set out.

The number facing up on the die is 10.

This is already a very large number.

Mike smiled confidently, picked up the dice, and casually tossed them aside.

The dice struck the plate, making a crisp sound.

When the dice stop rolling again, the top number is 11.

It's just a little more than Thor's.

Thor didn't say anything, picked up the dice and casually threw them a second time.

This time it's 6 points.

Mike tossed it casually as well.

The die drew an arc in the air and came to a stop, showing an 8.

Mike looked up at Saul. "I've already beaten you two rounds, you know?"

Thor crossed his arms and pointed at the dice in the plate with one finger.

"You go first this time."

Mike raised his eyebrows and smiled slyly, as if to say, "I already know what you're thinking."

However, he did not refuse, and still picked up the dice and casually tossed them.

This time he threw an 11.

A fairly large number, but not yet the peak.

Thor reached out and pinched the dice.

He felt the texture of the dice with his fingers but did not find any layers of material inside.

It seems the opponent's dice-throwing technique was quite sophisticated.

However, Thor wasn't afraid. With his control over his muscles, he could throw as many times as he wanted.

He flicked his middle finger, and the dice flew out, landing with a "clink" in the plate and starting to spin.

As the spinning was about to stop, the two could clearly see that the top of the die was a 12.

However, just as the dice were about to stop rolling, the entire airship suddenly trembled and dropped about half a meter in an instant.

"Don't worry, sometimes air currents or birds can cause the airship to vibrate, nothing will happen." Mike was very calm, he didn't even look at the dice in the plate.

Saul shifted his gaze from Mike's composed face to the plates on the table.

Because of the vibration, the dice in the plate instantly changed from 12 points, which were about to stop, to 9 points!

Saul looked at Mike again, who hadn't moved an inch from beginning to end.

Finally, he looked at the white porcelain kitten sitting quietly on the table.

"That's how luck is. It's hard to explain, but it definitely exists." Mike leaned back, his smile widening. "People used to say that luck favors the prepared. But some people prepare their whole lives and never get a stroke of luck."

He leaned forward again, resting his elbows on his hands, his fingers interlaced and resting on his chin. "And today you've been given a chance to directly buy luck."

"How much?" Saul asked bluntly.

Mike's lips curled up slightly, though his fingers were covering them.

He could tell from Thor's last roll of the dice that this young man in front of him was quite capable.

But the more capable a person is, the more likely they are to fall into another extreme after failing in something they are confident about.

They would inexplicably believe in the opportunity that allowed them to overcome their own abilities.

Even if the opportunity seems utterly absurd.

"Since you're so straightforward, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. Twenty thousand silver coins, or twenty magic crystals."

Thor raised an eyebrow. "You still accept magic crystals?"

"Of course, they're all people who went to Sky City to make a living. Don't tell me you didn't bring any magic crystals with you."

"Yes, there is, but I need to think about it. This amount of money... is too much."

"Of course," Mike nodded at first, but then reminded Thor, "However, Thor, good luck won't stay in one place forever. If you can't make up your mind before the airship reaches Sky City, I'll have to abandon this deal."

After Thor returned to his room, Kate, who had been holding back all the way, finally couldn't help but speak up: "I think this guy is a seasoned conman. That white porcelain kitten was ugly and didn't have any magical fluctuations at all, yet he tried to swindle you out of twenty magic crystals. If we were really just ordinary people, twenty magic crystals would basically be a lifetime's savings."

"But he did beat me three times," Thor said thoughtfully. "And the last time was an accident that no ordinary person could have accomplished."

"Lord Thor, it's obvious you don't deal with people like this often." Kate licked her cat paw. "Someone like Mike, even without the airship's vibrations, would definitely find other ways to interfere with your dice rolls. And did you notice the time limit he gave you to consider? Why before the airship arrives at port? Because once you've completed the transaction, he'll immediately leave the airship and make sure you can never find him again! Of course, this is only under the premise that you're just an ordinary person."

"That makes sense," Thor nodded. "So I'm planning to go check on that ceramic kitten again tonight."

"Tonight?" Kate blurted out. "How are we going to see it?"

Thor drew a wavy line in the air with his hand. "Float over."

Kate's mustache twitched slightly. "...Whatever makes you happy."

……

That night, Thor lay on his narrow bed and performed an out-of-body experience.

The orange cat, who was curled up sleeping on the chair, seemed to sense something. It lifted one eyelid, saw that Thor was still in bed, and then closed it again.

It was still muttering to itself, "I knew it wouldn't go."

Thor didn't wake Kate; he simply floated upwards.

He quickly went up to the next floor, passed through several walls, and finally arrived at Mike's room.

During the day today, when the airship was shaking, he vaguely sensed a spiritual force.

But that spiritual energy was very special; it was a spiritual energy fluctuation he had never seen before.

It was both fast and faint.

Like fluff floating in willow catkins, it's impossible to tell the difference between it and the wind.

Thor decided to enter an astral state where he was more sensitive to his spiritual body and go check on the white porcelain kitten one more time.

He believed that in this state, he could sense even the slightest fluctuation in the white porcelain kitten.

However, when Saul passed through the last wall and entered Mike's room, he fell silent.

Because Mike... is dead.

He sat in the chair, bent over, face down.

He drowned in a basin of water less than three centimeters deep.

At his feet, the white porcelain kitten that Mike had carefully kept during the day fell to the ground and broke in two.

(End of this chapter)