People are gambling crazily, their charm is super S

"I heard that participating in this tournament can earn you a million. Excluding the dead man, you'll need to spend a total of nine million. I only need five million, which is more economical for the casino."

"Besides, the probability of my death is 9 out of 10, and the probability of you paying 5 million is extremely small. There is no reason to refuse such a lucrative gamble."

The staff member raised his brows in shock, and stared with wide eyes at the girl who was smiling and explaining her plan.

Indeed, as she said, it not only reduces expenses for the casino, but it is also obviously more exciting than the ten-person gambling just now.

If she is really willing to take on this challenge, it would be a rare opportunity for their casino.

After all, even a one in ten chance of death is enough to deter many people.

According to her, with a death probability like this, the chance of survival is nine-tenths times eight-ninths... times one-half, which means there is only a one-tenth chance of survival.

Anyone who dares to play like this is definitely out of their mind.

……

"The boss agreed."

About ten minutes later, a staff member with a numb look on his face walked out of the office.

The boss did not refuse such an interesting gamble.

"The prop team has already gone to prepare it. Including the betting time, you have about half an hour. Do you want to write a suicide note?"

The staff took Naoki's concerns seriously.

"Ah, suicide notes and the like don't suit my style. I'll probably write them after the gambling is over."

Staff:……

How could he seriously give advice to someone who was obviously mentally ill?

Yes, he had seen it.

Even those who are deeply in debt would think twice before taking their nine-tenths chance of survival gamble.

This girl had actively lowered the chance of survival to 1 in 10, for just 5 million yen. If she had honestly participated in ten gambles, her chance of survival would have been 1 in 3, and she would have won 10 million.

Therefore, in the staff's opinion, the girl in front of them was not here for money, but was simply pursuing the thrill of death. In other words, she was a mentally abnormal person.

However, he was really wrong.

Naoki really only came here to make money.

As for why I didn’t just wait patiently for ten gambles, it was simply because I didn’t have the time.

She wants to make money fast.

Make five million from it, and then use it as capital to make seventy million.

The purpose of bringing in Shimamo Mang is to prevent him from making too much money and being robbed and unable to leave the casino.

An announcement was made in the venue, announcing that there would be a second gambling event today, but it would be more exciting and have higher odds.

"What? Someone's actually trying to eat nine out of ten poisonous blueberries?"

"Is it so exciting? How do you play?"

The guests who were about to leave stopped when they heard there was an extra game. After hearing the rules, they immediately stayed excitedly.

"Is that even a question? He's definitely dead. How do we place our bets?"

"Hey, I heard they're betting on which one will die."

"Go and have a look."

A group of interested guests gathered around the dealer to place their bets.

Someone who was good at math took out a computer and input various numbers into it to calculate the probability.

"Let me see, the probability of the first one dying is one in ten. Wow, no wonder the odds are ten to one."

"So the probability of the second one dying is nine out of ten times one out of nine, which is still one out of ten."

"The third one is nine-tenths times eight-ninths times one-eighth, which is also one-tenth. The probability of dying with any one of them is one-tenth. The probability of surviving to the end is also one-tenth."

This gambler is unwilling to believe the results of his own calculations, so there is no way he can place a bet based on probability.

In fact, the probability of betting on either death or victory is one in ten, exactly the same as in the previous game.

But one thing is certain, there is a nine-tenths chance that the girl in front of him will die.

It's basically impossible to survive.

……

"Hey, Wang, the people outside seem to be betting like crazy, don't you want to join in the fun?"

Ikushima glanced at Naoki and said, "I have no interest in this kind of gambling."

“Ah, there are very few people who are not interested in making money.”

Ikki Shima snorted: "I don't want to gamble on Naoki's life or death. Unless I am also in the game."

Naoki was slightly surprised. Was Seishima Wang confessing his feelings to him?

Don’t want to gamble your life and death, don’t want to make this kind of money?

"Hey, then lend me 10 million."

Naoki smiled and said, "Place a bet for me on whether I can survive to the end."

……

"There are five minutes left to place bets, and it's almost over."

The dealer shouted on the loudspeaker.

He looked at the bets he had received and smiled. Since this was the first time that a gambling game with a high probability of death for a single person was being held, the gamblers found it very novel and there were a lot of gamblers placing bets. The bets he received were three times that of the previous ordinary gambling games.

This also has to be considered that this is the second time gambling today, and some gamblers' pockets have been drained.

Naoki was already sitting at the dining table, in full view of everyone.

Ten plates were placed in front of her, each holding a blueberry. Only one of them had been soaked in poison.

"Wow, what a cute girl."

"Is such a cute girl going to die soon? I feel so excited just thinking about it."

"Haha, no matter how good-looking a person is, they will have a hideous face when they die. That's not a good look."

“I just like watching that kind of scene.”

For those who are willing to come to this casino to gamble, making money is not their only purpose; watching humans die is also one of their pleasures.

One can even say that gambling is just fun, and what really attracts them is the fact that human beings are struggling on the brink of death.

Sheng Zhimawang frowned tightly and looked at the gamblers who were laughing happily with a look of despair.

In her opinion, only those who dare to put their own risks above others are real gamblers in the game of gambling their lives.

These people are nothing but scum.

Taking a risk-free gamble, watching others die, and putting your own pleasure above it.

Five minutes passed quickly, and with the ringing of the bell indicating the official start of the gambling, the noise in the venue slowly died down, and everyone's eyes were inadvertently cast on the girl on the field.

It was the first time for Naoki to gamble in front of so many people.

She was a little nervous.

It doesn't matter, I've already used the guaranteed card.

The dealer called out over the megaphone, "Time to choose your first plate and eat the blueberries inside."

Naoki hesitated, facing the nine plates in front of him.

Even if you know there is a guaranteed card, you will still be afraid when the risk of death is real.

This fear is the thrill of gambling.

"I'll choose this."

Naoki picked up a plate based on his intuition.

"I'm going to start eating."

She picked up the fork next to her, but found it difficult to pick up such small blueberries, so she picked up the spoon and scooped them up.

The dealer diligently lit up the atmosphere in the venue: "Oh, our challenger is about to eat the first blueberry. Her luck can't be that bad. The probability of the first one dying is one in ten."

Naoki stuffed the blueberry into his mouth, took two bites and swallowed it.

The taste is good, the size is big enough and it is quite sweet.

Ten seconds passed, thirty seconds passed, one minute passed, five minutes passed.

Naoki is safe and sound.

"Wow, our challenger actually survived. Unfortunately, the guests who chose the first one and died lost."

Scattered complaints were heard in the venue.

"Damn, I really won't die from the first one. I should have known not to buy the first one."

"What do you mean by 'I knew it earlier'? Why did you buy it even though you knew it?"

"I thought there might be an upset."

In fact, there is also a probability illusion in this gamble. Although the probability of each death is actually one in ten, ordinary people always feel that the probability of survival is lower towards the end and higher towards the front.

Most people die after buying four, five, or six pills.

Because the probability of the fifth one surviving is nine-tenths times eight-ninths times seven-eighths times six-sevenths times five-sixths, which is one-half.

This is indeed the case, but gamblers are betting on the number of dead particles, not the number of surviving particles. This is the probability trap.

The dealer called out on the loud speaker: "Okay, now the challenger starts picking the second plate."

"Oh, she's chosen. Let's see if she can continue to be so lucky!"

Naoki scooped up the blueberries from the plate. This time she was much more familiar with it. She threw them into her mouth, chewed them a few times, and swallowed them.

Ten seconds, thirty pieces, one minute, three minutes.

"Wow, it seems our contestants are still lucky. The customers who bought the second one also lost."

There were a few more boos from the stadium.

Then came the third, the fourth, and the fifth.

Naoki is safe and sound.

One gambler yelled, "It's time to die. This is the sixth one."

"I calculated that the probability of the sixth one surviving is nine out of ten times eight out of nine... times four out of five, which is four out of ten. That's less than one out of two. She's definitely going to die this time."

In full view of everyone, Naoki chose one of the remaining five plates.

If each of her choices is considered a separate probability event, then the probability that she will choose the poisoned blueberries is still only one in five.

Naoki ate the sixth blueberry.

Three minutes later, everything was fine.

Suddenly, most of the gamblers became noisy.

"Why isn't he dead yet? He must be cheating!"

"That's impossible! It goes against the laws of probability!"

"My money!"

After six, very few people placed bets. These people began to get excited, cursing that Naoki would die in the number of bets they had bought.

Of course, there were a very small number of people present who bought survival tickets.

The seventh one survives!

The eighth one is still alive!

In the blink of an eye, Naoki had already eaten eight blueberries and was still sitting there quietly.

Many people in the venue were angry about losing money and began to suspect that they were cheating.

"How is it possible that he can survive eight bets? I'm starting to suspect the casino is cheating. Look, I've observed that almost everyone has lost, and the casino is making a killing..."