Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

Chapter 111 The Divide of the Gods

In the top-tier presidential suite in Las Vegas, even though the air conditioning was set to 16 degrees Celsius, Raab's chubby hands, gripping his phone, were still sweating profusely.

Because while he was making his judgment, the disgusting system's constantly refreshing text was interfering with his decision.

Old-school games show no discrimination against players.

Oh, noble elephant-headed god's favorite, you seem to be having some difficulty deciding whether or not to place your bet.

However, something unfortunate happened inside the casino. Your opponent's imposing presence pleased the deity behind him, who mobilized powerful divine energy to gather wealth from all directions, attempting to break through the Elephant-Headed God's "Elephant Devouring the Heavens" formation.

This is not just a game for you alone, but also a game for the divine being behind you. You represent His human incarnation, engaging in an earth-shattering gamble in this game.

Your retreat might dim the divine radiance behind you, allowing the opposing deity to gain the upper hand.

Of course, I don't know if this advantage will last, or if it will become the deciding factor in the final victory. All the decisions are in your hands.

So good luck, and may your weaknesses be equally favored by Ganesh!

"Fake!"

Lab had already mentally cursed every single one of the matrilineal tribes in the system's text.

At times like these, the system text can really mess with people's mentality. If it weren't for someone like Ao Peng who saw the situation from the outside, being messed with by the system text like this, sometimes you would have to be wary even if you knew it was up to no good, because what if it had predicted your prediction?

The clash between the gods has begun. Having conceded in the first round, it's clear that the opposing god will gain the upper hand. In the next hour, having lost the initiative, Lab needs to be certain that he can find the opponent's weakness, otherwise all the blame will fall on him.

On the contrary, he went all in this round, betting his luck. Even if he lost, it was because Ganesh couldn't beat the god on the other side, so he couldn't blame himself!

The people of Balat never fight amongst themselves; this is the wisdom bestowed upon them by the gods of Balat!

Raab manipulated the character and began to act.

[You control your character and glance at the head dealer, Su Motan, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he doesn't give you any hints.]

No hint is the best hint!

Rab glanced at his hole cards and, sure enough, it was a King of Hearts. He believed that his opponent's hole cards were most likely also a King of Spades. In the first round of luck, the opponent had the upper hand.

However, there are still three cards left to be dealt. If they win any of these cards, the game could be turned around. The cards are being dealt by their own people, and if anything goes wrong, it will be Su Motan's fault. There's no reason for them not to follow and take all the blame upon themselves!

"Raab finally said yes."

The system prompts kept refreshing.

Oh, brave successor, please forgive my previous rudeness, your courage is no less impressive. You chose to call, and of course, courage is often accompanied by recklessness. Your actions seem to have already influenced the course of fate. Let us wait and see!

Ao Peng sat at the gambling table for ten minutes. The fat man opposite him finally chose to call. He wasn't too surprised by this result. He looked at Su Motan and smiled, "Continue dealing the cards."

Su Motan nodded slightly, then placed his palm on the next card dealt to Ao Peng. With his abilities, exchanging a card would be a piece of cake.

However, if we were to look at the remaining forty-eight cards in his hand that had not yet been revealed, under the power of the two great gods, God of Wealth and God of Gods, these forty-eight cards were constantly changing in suit and number, so that even he, the dealer, did not know which cards he had.

However, even if he couldn't play the cards, he could still move people. Su Motan was an excellent hunter, and he patiently waited for his final opportunity to strike.

He waited, and the card he was holding remained pressed for a full five minutes!

"We've been waiting for five minutes, hurry up and deal the cards!"

"I knew this dealer was up to something, and he's the kind who's both stupid and wicked. While others cheat in the blink of an eye, it takes him five minutes!"

On gaming forums, players were also very interested in this betting game, and some even started a separate betting pool on the forums.

After a five-minute exchange, in a vast world of light, Ganesha snorted coldly; He already knew who was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

The next moment, the head dealer, Su Motan, was finally able to move the two cards in his hand.

A Queen of Spades was dealt to Ao Peng, and a Queen of Hearts was dealt to Labu.

In the audience, the True Lord of Wealth had stopped selling skills, and his wisp of soul had to concentrate fully on the changes in the gambling game.

Just now, in the entanglement with the Queen of Spades, although Ganesh used five-tenths of his strength, he clearly hadn't used his full strength. The True Lord of Wealth glanced at the elephant-headed god statue that was emitting golden Buddhist light and constantly dropping illusory lotus flowers, and a trace of apprehension flashed in his sleeve eyes.

He basically knew Ganesh's strategy: to press on with full force, then exhaust himself, and finally weaken. As a dragon crossing the river, he had already suppressed Ganesh three times, helping Ao Peng grab three good cards.

However, the opponent had the home advantage, and even with the fourth card, there was no guarantee that Ao Peng would be able to get the card.

Sure enough, just as Somatan held down the fourth card to deal it, Ganesh launched a counterattack!

The underground statue of Ganesh, which had absorbed millions of incense offerings from the town of Shoucai, suddenly shone with boundless brilliance, connecting with the golden statue of Ganesh inside the hall.

In an instant, the cold statue came to life, and its plump elephant legs stomped the ground, instantly stirring up boundless earth energy. This earth energy transformed into layers of thick, dark yellow barriers, sealing off the entrance to the casino and turning this place into a great array that isolated the inside from the outside.

Having just exchanged half his power, Ganesh's goal was to determine which great god was opposing him. In such an important gamble, it was impossible for the opponent to act remotely during a clash between great gods; at the very least, a wisp of his soul would be needed to enter the fray.

There is only one person who can freely travel between various towns in the old land within the empire without being detected: the peddler!

The now-alive statue of Ganesh radiated boundless light, looked in the direction of the peddler, and said hatefully, "When the ownership of each town was decided by drawing lots, you already drew the best result. Now you still come to seize my territory. Isn't that going a bit too far? You, Lord of Abundant Wealth, or perhaps I should call you Lord of Heavenly Blessings!"

Ao Peng sat at the gambling table, deep in thought. It seemed that the emergence of the Old Earth Game did indeed involve the gods who had disappeared in the previous era. According to Ganesh, the gods divided up territories in the Old Earth. Gods like the Joyful Buddha and Ganesh were granted a town as their territory.

Someone like the "True Lord of Abundant Wealth" may not have been granted a fixed town as territory, but he has obtained a lucrative position like "peddler," which is more advantageous than having a town!