The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 95: I Bet on a Bullet Jam! (Please Subscribe)

They were examples.

The man had the big picture in mind, and since the two forces had already cooperated, he naturally wouldn't stand by and watch the other side walk into a fire pit and lose everything.

"Understood."

Yun Zhantian was ready to go over and stop Su Qi.

But before he could speak, he saw Su Qi's eyes suddenly light up as if he had found something interesting, and he walked straight towards an area bustling with people.

"What is he going to do...." The man paused slightly.

"I... really don't know."

Yun Zhantian thought he had a certain understanding of Su Qi, although their contact time in the last team instance was not long, but he knew this player's style of action was very different and could not be inferred by common sense.

"But, I always feel something is going to happen."

And at this very moment.

At a table, a large number of gamblers gathered around, excitedly shouting!

This was the crazy Death Roulette!

The rules were extremely simple.

A revolver on the table capable of loading six bullets... you just had to load a different number of bullets, aim at your own head, and fire. If you survived, you would get coins, note that both the revolver and bullets were no ordinary items, powerful enough to kill abnormalities.

"How many bullets do you want?" the referee asked calmly, looking at the person who had sat down.

"One," the person said, quivering.

"One? Go back and eat shit! If you're so afraid of dying, don't play!"

The other gamblers scoffed and directly drove him away!

Another gambler, with a hint of madness in his eyes, sat down clenching his teeth: "I'll play!"

"I want three!"

"Okay."

The referee accepted and began to load.

Three live rounds, three blanks, whether you were killed or survived was all down to luck!

But unfortunately, he didn't have the luck to survive!

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot suddenly exploded! A bullet carrying extraordinary strength went straight through his head, killing him.

The referee coldly watched this and gestured for others to come and clean up.

The blood on the table, layer upon layer, had long since seeped in, filled with a bloody smell that deterred people from getting close.

"Next."

The referee said calmly, "I remind you... if it's fewer than three bullets, don't participate. For each additional bullet, the stakes double!"

"If someone dares five bullets! I can make an exception... and triple the stakes!"

The gamblers were crazy, but still rational—for three bullets, the odds were already even, five bullets were sheer suicide!

And then, Su Qi's voice rang out:

"That, I seem to have heard something about tripling?"

The gamblers turned to look and saw a young man fondling two coins, standing in front of the table with a faint smile looking at them.

"You want five bullets?" the referee squinted.

He noticed that Su Qi had only two coins; it seemed he was at the end of his rope.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. The minimum bet for each betting table is five coins, but if you want five bullets, I can make an exception and let you play once."

"Is that so?" Under everyone's gaze, Su Qi pondered for a moment before speaking:

"What if I want six?"

Everyone: "...."

Then they collectively scoffed, unaffected by his words, cursing and muttering:

"Six?"

"Seems like he's here to cause trouble, get him out!"

"Hehehe, I think he's seeking death, let's indulge him."

With their various remarks and sarcastic laughter... in the end, if you don't sit at the table, all the talking is just nonsense.

But at this time, Su Qi ignored the other people's noise and looked at the referee: "If I go for six bullets, what are the odds?"

The referee squinted his eyes.

He had been here for many years, and this was the first time... someone came up to challenge with six bullets, which meant no blanks, every shot was live—pure suicide.

However, it wasn't his problem whether the other party was courting death or not.

The referee said calmly, "If you dare, six bullets... I can increase your stakes by hundreds of times, how about that?"

The other party hadn't sat down yet; maybe they were just talking big.

And even if they did sit down, with six bullets... he thought they could invite the next person rather quickly.

"So be clear, how much are the odds?" Su Qi looked at his opponent.

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"Three hundred times!"

"Good."

Su Qi nonchalantly extended his hand and placed the two coins he had been fiddling with for a while onto the betting area,

"I'll take six."

Su Qi paused, "I'm betting on a bullet jam."

"....."

Instantly, everyone fell into a silence as still as death.

The referee was also stunned.

He's gone mad!

The referee slowly came back to his senses, his gaze somewhat chilly, "You're not joking?"

Su Qi gently pulled out a chair, the screeching sound of it dragging was somewhat grating as he nonchalantly sat down: "I never joke."

Madman! An absolute madman!

The other gamblers were even more excited, their expressions manic.

"I want to bet! All my money on his death!"

"Betting on a bullet jam! That's a first in many years of Death Roulette!"

They relished the thrill!

"Hold on."

Su Qi looked at the referee, "I can still raise the bet, right?"

The referee nodded, "But, do you have any more coins?"

"I can borrow, can't I?"

Su Qi turned to look at Yun Zhantian and the man who were about to come over: "Brother Yun, quick... lend me some money."

Yun Zhantian was watching the commotion from a distance, not yet knowing what had happened, and fell silent upon hearing the call for a loan.

"...."

Your first sentence upon seeing someone is asking to borrow money! Couldn't you at least exchange pleasantries? Would a 'long time no see' kill you?

He suddenly didn't feel like going over.

The man at this moment hesitated, and after a moment of contemplation, he said softly, "Lend it to him, give him all twenty coins."

"Eh?"

Yun Zhantian was stunned.

"He's playing Russian Roulette, the higher the stake, the greater the potential return... If we lose, we'll just go to the Life and Death Arena," the man had thought it through; betting wasn't their forte.

Ultimately, they had to rely on strength.

Yun Zhantian nodded... after walking over, he handed twenty coins to Su Qi: "This is all we've got."

Su Qi took them, "Thanks, I'll give you one percent of the winnings."

Yun Zhantian: "..."

That's too much!

He looked at the other gamblers around him and noticed something abnormal, whispering, "Why do other people look at us weirdly, it's as if....."

Yun Zhantian held back: "Like they're looking at idiots."

The man's brows furrowed slightly; he had also noticed this and couldn't help but ask.

"By the way... how many bullets did you bet on?"

"It wouldn't be five, would it?"

Yun Zhantian felt a tremor in his heart, "A one in six chance? Brother Su, aren't you being a bit reckless?"

At that moment.

The referee's expression was calm; he filled the revolver with bullets etched with runes, reset it, and slid it into place!

The clear mechanical sound of rotation assured him the revolver was in perfect condition, impossible to malfunction.

"All six bullets have been loaded."

He handed them to Su Qi:

"Please."

Whether it was Yun Zhantian or the man, their expressions were completely stunned at this moment.

Yun Zhantian was incredibly shocked, his trembling voice stuck in his throat:

"How... how much!!!!!!"