187: Chapter 187 The Kind-hearted Young Master Si and the Lang Family's Young Master Lang Kuan

"As a member of the plan, don't you want to know what the plan is?"

Ji Shuyue suddenly blocked Yun Zhuo's path, leaning forward slightly. She was clearly asking a question, but her tone was very overbearing.

It was as if she were saying, 'You had better hurry up and say you do.'

Yun Zhuo subconsciously leaned back. "Will you tell me?"

"If you don't ask, how do you know whether I'll tell you or not?"

"Then I'll ask you after the exam is over."

"Don't you want to know now?"

"I don't. For every second I stay with you now, I feel like my odds are dropping."

Ji Shuyue smiled slightly. "You brat, how much confidence do you actually have?"

"I have as much confidence as I have a desire to live."

Ji Shuyue knew this brat was playing dumb with her again, keeping his guard up against her.

But if it were her, she would probably be the same. Her only acquaintance with this brat was when she helped him out of a tight spot in Chen Tianfang's hands.

But she had a purpose at the time, and he surely knew that.

Forget it, if he doesn't want to talk, then don't. Looking at him, his confidence should be quite high.

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On the junior campus, today was as lively as a carnival.

Over a hundred tables were set up in a V-shape, and every table was packed with university students coming to place bets.

Today was the last day for betting, and those who had been sitting on the fence were now starting to place their bets.

There were also those who had been out on missions who rushed back upon hearing the news that the young master of the Si Family was holding a gambling ring.

The Si Family is one of the Twelve Families, having started in the gambling industry; they are the largest gambling tycoon in the Federation. Having the Si Family's endorsement means credibility.

Plus, with more and more people placing bets, the academic credits in the prize pool grew, and the bettors were less worried about the bookie being unable to pay.

Over three hundred ways to die; it was impressive that the Si Family could come up with it.

But while there were many bettors, the betting amounts weren't high, with most being at most two hundred academic credits.

To fleece more wool and squeeze every last academic credit out of these students, the Si Family added a new betting option today: time of death.

The exam duration is two days. If Yun Zhuo dies on the first day, the payout is one to one.

Starting from the second day, for every hour he lives longer, the odds increase by one.

Now, even more people were buying.

It was only because time was short; otherwise, given the Si Family's nature, they would have come up with even more tricks.

At the same time, as more people placed bets, a different type of person emerged: the Great Master of analysis.

They spoke eloquently and confidently, with sound reasoning.

Based on Chen Qi's personality, life experiences, and recent actions, they narrowed down the most likely ways Yun Zhuo would die.

There were also those analyzing Yun Zhuo. That was much simpler; they just looked at his birth date and time, calculated when he would die, and used the Five Elements to determine what kind of calamity he would face, thereby narrowing down his method of death.

Those who were trying to be clever, or those without money to bet who still wanted to get rich overnight, would combine the results of both schools of Great Masters and place bets on the overlapping parts.

They called it a double insurance.

When Yun Zhuo got off the vehicle here, everything he saw and heard was people analyzing how he would die and when he would die.

He squeezed in front of a betting stall and saw the ways to die scrolling continuously on the holographic screen: being buried alive, dismemberment by three beauties, burning, drowning, falling to his death...

Wait, what does "rape and murder" mean?

That, this Si Family is simply going too far.

"Brother, what are you still hesitating for? Just close your eyes and bet on torture and murder."

Yun Zhuo was stunned and looked back at the person behind him. "Do you hate him that much?"

"Hate him?" The man was stunned. "Why would I hate him? I don't even know him."

"But we know Chen Qi. I don't know if that guy suffered some trauma when he was a kid, but he's a psychopath; he never kills anyone quickly."

"If you say that about him, does he know?"

"So what if he knows? Others might fear Chen Qi, but I don't."

"Oh? Your Excellency wouldn't happen to be the owner of this gambling den, would you?"

The other person curled his lips. "I don't change my name when I walk, nor my surname when I sit. I am Lang Kuan."

"Lang... the Lang Family, one of the Twelve Families?"

Seeing Yun Zhuo's surprised expression, Lang Kuan nodded with satisfaction. "Brother, good eye. By the way, are you going to buy or not? If not, move aside so I can place my bet."

"I squeezed in here with such difficulty; you think I'm squeezing here just for fun?"

After saying that, Yun Zhuo swiped on the holographic screen. Lang Kuan behind him couldn't help but say, "Brother, didn't I tell you to buy torture and murder? You just swiped past it."

"If you're going to bet, bet big. One to one is too boring."

"Then buy 'scared to death'; that's one to twenty."

"I heard there's one that pays one to a thousand, but I've been looking for a long time and haven't seen it. Is it fake?"

"One to a thousand?" Lang Kuan's eyes widened, and it took him two seconds to react. "You want to bet that Yun Zhuo can come out alive?"

"Where? Why didn't I see it?"

"At the very bottom."

After saying that, seeing Yun Zhuo's fingers sliding down rapidly, he stood on his tiptoes again, leaned over Yun Zhuo's shoulder and said, "Brother, are you playing for real?"

"No kidding."

Yun Zhuo couldn't be bothered to look anymore and spoke directly to the girl in the waiter's vest behind the table. "I want to place a bet."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

At this moment, the person betting next to them left, and Lang Kuan finally found a spot to squeeze in next to Yun Zhuo.

The girl turned to Yun Zhuo, her hands naturally folded in front of her lower abdomen, her fingertips pressed together meticulously, her nails trimmed clean and rounded, with no exaggerated colors painted on them.

Her gaze was calm and waveless, looking straight at Yun Zhuo. She was neither deliberately distant nor showing any unnecessary emotions. Even her standing posture exuded a sense of strict training and order, which was out of place with the casual environment around her. One look told you she was someone who had seen big scenes.

"Hello, classmate. May I ask what option you are betting on?"

"I heard there's an option for Yun Zhuo coming out alive, one to a thousand. Is that true?"

"That option does indeed exist, but are you sure you want to bet on it?"

"I'm buying two thousand. If I bet correctly, including the principal, that's two million and two thousand academic credits."

Speaking of this, Yun Zhuo paused. "It's not that I don't believe in your Si Family, but the point is this bet is in academic credits. I don't know if you'll have enough to pay out when the time comes?"

The girl showed a professional smile. "Classmate, your worry is unnecessary. As long as you win the bet, we will definitely be able to pay."

Then she pointed with her palm to the holographic screen beside her and introduced, "Moreover, the entire gambling ring is managed by the System. On the day the exam ends, it will automatically settle and transfer the funds, ensuring you have no worries about receiving your payout."

"Then I'll bet two thousand academic credits that Yun Zhuo can come out alive."

"Are you sure? As far as I know, you are the first out of twenty thousand people to buy this option."

"Then I'll be the first one to eat the crab."

After receiving Yun Zhuo's affirmative answer, the girl entered 301 on the holographic screen, and the System automatically jumped to the option of Yun Zhuo coming out alive.

"Classmate, please scan your student ID."

"Beep!"

The girl was stunned for a moment and looked back at Yun Zhuo.

Yun Zhuo's lips curled slightly. "What's wrong?"

"Normally, according to the rules, those participating in the exam are not allowed to bet, but you can."

"Why?"

"Because our young master is benevolent. This is your electronic betting slip; please keep it safe."

Yun Zhuo raised his bracelet and took a look. "Your System is actually connected to the school's network?"

"Yes, classmate Yun Zhuo, so you don't have to worry about not receiving your academic credits after you die—no, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

"It's fine. Now I believe you can definitely afford to pay."

Lang Kuan, who was standing next to him, heard the girl call him Yun Zhuo. He curiously stood on his tiptoes to glance at his bracelet, and his eyes immediately widened into circles.

"Wait, brother, you are Yun Zhuo?"