Chapter 321 JOKER
Back when they were at the "Plague Base", Ryan and Metternich made a bet.
I won and got the divination words "turn misfortune into good fortune".
I don't know what the meaning of that kind of divination is, but...it seems like it doesn't matter if I lose.
It is you who encounter misfortune and you who turn it into good fortune. It seems that it has no effect whether you do divination or not.
Now Metternich was going to take another gamble.
Anyway, there is no need to pay any price for losing, so Ryan might as well treat it as accompanying this guy to satisfy his gambling addiction before he dies.
He asked, "Let's draw cards to compare the ranking? Do you want to draw first, or should I?"
Metternich's eyes flashed with an imperceptible sharpness. He spread out fifty-four cards on the table and said calmly, "Mr. Ryan, please."
Ryan just felt that his tone was a little too polite.
This guy doesn't even care about , so it's not like he would be polite just because he is the city lord.
Anyway, the rules are very simple, it's just a comparison of size, and there's no special skill required. You don't have to waste time on choosing cards.
He didn't think much about it, and reached out his hand just like last time, and casually pulled out a poker.
But at this moment, for some reason, Ryan suddenly remembered what Squint Eyes had said before, and a thought popped up in his mind: "Is the probability of me drawing a certain card really one in fifty-four?"
In terms of probability, this is indeed the case.
But he always felt that what Squinty Eyes said seemed to make sense.
But under the influence of "luck", the "probability" should not be fixed.
Just like in a gambling game, in theory everyone has the same chance of getting good cards or bad cards. But people with good luck will always get good cards frequently, while people with bad luck will get bad cards all night long.
…
But something went wrong when I drew the cards.
Ymir, who was standing by, seemed to have discovered something, her face suddenly changed, and she shouted, "Ryan, be careful!"
Ryan thought it was just a gambling game like the one he had in the "Plague Base" before, so he drew out the cards and wanted to see what they were.
But at this moment, he found that the magic pattern on the back of the card he drew lit up.
Obviously, this activated some special restriction.
But what is even more bizarre is happening right before our eyes.
At this moment, although Metternich had a relaxed smile on his face, two shadowy figures with scythes in hand, cloaks covering their heads, and black mist rising from their bodies suddenly appeared beside him...
The shape of this phantom is exactly the same as the "God of Death" in some legends of this world!
Two "black shadows" put sickles on Metternich's neck. The scene was like a death row prisoner on the guillotine waiting for execution.
Once the results are out, the execution will be carried out immediately.
As soon as the black shadow appeared, the whole room was immediately shrouded in a thick atmosphere of death.
"What the hell...what's going on."
Ryan's eyelids twitched and he complained in his heart.
As soon as the shadow appeared, he immediately felt a chill that gave him goosebumps all over his body. He knew very well that it was not the change in temperature in the room, but the trembling feeling that came from the soul.
That kind of "existence" that is beyond existing cognition.
Could this "black shadow with a chain knife" really be the god of death?
Looking at Ymir and Andrew who were facing a formidable enemy, Metternich waved his hand and explained: "Don't be nervous, this magic pattern is only aimed at me, it will not hurt Mr. Ryan."
…
Metternich seemed to be very clear about the origins of the two phantoms around him. There was no fear on his face. He was still as calm as before, as if he didn't care about anything.
At this moment, Ryan looked at the poker cards in his hand that had not yet been turned over, and immediately understood something.
He asked, "Is this your 'Destiny Card'?"
"yes."
Metternich admitted it straightforwardly, shrugged his shoulders and expressed his apology: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ryan. In order to relieve you of too much psychological burden, I asked you to help me without telling you."
After a pause, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and continued, "Because I think you will definitely win, but you don't want to draw, so I have no choice but to resort to this last resort."
The tone of these words seemed to be certain.
Ryan's face twitched when he heard this, and he muttered to himself: I don't think I can win, how do you think?
He originally didn't want to get involved in this cause and effect, but he felt helpless and said to himself, "Didn't we agree to just gamble a round..."
"That's the bet."
Metternich smiled, then suddenly looked stern and said solemnly: "But I'm betting that you will win!"
“…”
Ryan was a little confused when he heard this. You bet I will win?
What good would it do you if I won?
However, he immediately thought of only one card that would guarantee a win.
His face turned strange and he blurted out: "You bet I can get the 'JOKER card'?"
"yes……"
Metternich nodded, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Because only if you have that card can you beat me!"
At this time, he didn't give people time to react. Without any choice, he directly pulled out a card from the deck and turned it over.
But it is a black and white "JOKER card"!
“…”
Ryan's face twitched as he watched this guy draw cards in a domineering manner, as if he was possessed by the God of Gamblers.
Well, now there is only one card that can win, and that is the "Color JOKER".
If Metternich wins this bet, he will die.
If he loses, he can survive.
That's why he bet on Ryan to win.
…
Ryan really couldn't understand the gambler's mentality.
Brother, this is a gamble with your own life, and you're just going to let it be beaten so easily?
Also, you yourself, a "professional gambler" don't have confidence in yourself, but you believe that I will definitely draw that one?
Metternich, however, seemed not to realize that his fate was in the hands of others, and his face remained calm.
At this time, he reminded with a smile: "Mr. Ryan, turn over the cards...see if I guessed it right."
“…”
Ryan's eyebrows jumped unconsciously.
Now I understood why this guy only said "what if I win" but not "what if I lose" before the bet.
Metternich was playing big, and was actually betting on two games at the same time.
When you bet against fate, you bet on yourself to win.
Er bet with Ryan, betting on himself to lose.
It's all about gambling with your life.
…
Ryan suddenly felt that the cards in his hand were a little heavy.
As long as you open the "Color JOKER" that is not one-fifty-fourth of the size, the guy with the squinty smile in front of you will die immediately.
Although he didn't kill himself, his death was related to himself.
This feeling is not good.
Metternich seemed to see through the embarrassment on Ryan's face and said, "Mr. Ryan, you may think that my actions are a little crazy. But on the contrary, I have never been sober as I am now. So, you don't have to feel too much pressure."
Ryan frowned and said nothing.
Metternich then said, "Mr. Lane, do you know what I just said, 'I understand'?"
"oh?"
Ryan seemed to be listening attentively.
Metternich's expression suddenly became a little serious, and he said, "My deduction, in theory, will never have such a big mistake that is wrong from beginning to end. Because I am also sure that there are no absolutely random events in the world. Everything can be traced back to its source and find a cause and effect relationship. Even if it seems to be a gamble of guessing probability, it is actually affected by luck..."
He went on to say, "But we also have a saying about the 'Gambler's Sequence'. 99.9999% of things in the world have cause and effect, but there is also a thin line, which is a truly random and unpredictable event. It's like the 'JOKER card' in poker, it is the 'randomness' outside the rules!"
"Before, I never understood this. It was not until I saw you, Mr. Ryan, and your 'Black Dragon City' came into being that I understood the true meaning of the 'Gambler's Sequence'!"
"You... are the real 'JOKER card' of this era!"
“…”
Metternich spoke passionately, but Ryan seemed confused.
When in doubt, turn to quantum mechanics.
He felt that if Metternich had lived in his world, he would probably have been a very good physicist.
…
But when they heard these words again, Ymir and Andrew, who were not far away, changed their expressions at the same time.
At their level, they understood something.
More importantly, they saw that Metternich's aura suddenly changed!
Ymir had a complicated expression, and she murmured something, as if explaining something to Ryan: "He has achieved a breakthrough."
“…”
Breakthrough?
Hearing this, Ryan didn't know what to say.
Are all the "Gambler's Sequence" so buggy...
A breakthrough after betting on cards once?
He suddenly thought of himself.
He was stuck in the struggle of comprehending the "fist spirit" and advancing to the extraordinary world.
This is great. Other extraordinary people have to go through the "great enlightenment between life and death" and work themselves to death, but they may not be able to achieve it...
They gamblers just play poker and make a breakthrough?
But it's just a little sour in my heart.
If Ryan really had the choice to advance to the "Gambler Sequence", he would definitely not take this path.
In other words, anyone with a normal mind is not suitable for this extraordinary sequence.
But then again…isn’t this guy already one of the “Top Ten Legends”?
After he broke through, what realm did he reach?
Metternich seemed to see through Ryan's doubts at a glance , and without waiting for the question, he explained: "I have broken through the legend... I have seen a new realm."
His tone suddenly became full of pride, and he said in a deep voice: "A realm that is legendary among us 'Gambler's Lineage' - the new card sequence!"
Ryan didn't ask what that realm was.
Even after asking, he knew it but couldn't understand it.
But he knew that he still held a card in his hand.
He asked: "And Mr. Metternich, this card...?"
To flip or not to flip?
"Of course I will open it."
Metternich smiled confidently and said, "I think I made the right bet. So, the moment you drew the cards, I knew I had lost and won."
Ryan didn't say anything more. He was "brainwashed" by the guy's confident tone and he himself felt that he must have a "colorful JOKER" in his hand.
When he turned it over, he first saw a colorful "J", and then he knew what the card was.
It really is a "Joker card".
The funny red-nosed clown on the poker card seemed so unfathomable at this moment.
This result seems incredible, but it was expected.
"It's this one...Isn't it?"
Metternich smiled faintly.
He gambled his life with the calmest mindset .
He won.
Neither sad nor happy, as if everything is under control.
And at the moment the poker was turned over, the two black shadows beside this guy with sickles on his neck suddenly disappeared.
The soul-trembling feeling in the room suddenly disappeared.
"I used to think that Legend was the end of the extraordinary, and that choosing one from fifty-four was the 'ultimate card sequence'..."
He looked at Ryan and continued, "Now that I've heard you talk about Black Dragon City and the whole new world outside the fog, I've realized that my abilities were previously limited by 'limited cognition'... and now that I've broken through my cognition, I've naturally broken through."
Ryan had no idea what new extraordinary realm this guy had realized, and was completely confused by what he said.
Metternich didn't say much. He looked at Ryan and said solemnly: "Mr. Ryan, I can survive this time thanks to your help. I owe you my life..."
“…”
Ryan didn't comment, but then he thought, it seemed like he wasn't helping much.
Just flip the cards.
He said, "So, are you going to leave here now?"
Now that he doesn't have to die, he naturally has to consider the previous problem again, whether or not to leave the Omar Royal Capital.
"certainly."
Metternich agreed decisively and said with a smile: "It seems quite good to see Omar's destruction and the old man and the queen die in front of my eyes. Besides...if Mr. Ryan welcomes me, I also want to see the miraculous 'Black Dragon City'."
Metternich kept talking about the "collapse of Omar", which was very irritating to Andrew who was standing beside him.
"Hey, kid."
He warned coldly: "Doppler is soft-hearted, so I'll give you a chance to live. If you don't know what's good for you and continue to do evil after you get out, I will definitely kill you!"
"Old man, you may be very powerful, but I want to leave, and you can't stop me."
Metternich seemed to be completely unconcerned about the threat from the Qigong Grandmaster. He just said coldly: "Besides, I have said before that my life has never been given by anyone. To be honest... the one I should be grateful to is not that old man, but Mr. Ryan."
Andrew's eyebrows twitched: "You..."
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Ryan, who was standing by, was afraid that the two would start fighting.
But before he could do anything, Metternich smiled and said, "Don't worry, Omar's current situation is doomed. No matter what I do or not, it won't change."
It seemed more like he was speaking to Ryan.
Ryan didn't care. He and Ymir were only responsible for getting people out of the imperial capital.
Such a living person, and a legendary supernatural being with mysterious and unpredictable abilities, they don’t have the ability to restrict his freedom.
…
Metternich didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue any longer, and took the initiative to ask, "By the way, Mr. Ryan, didn't I say that I would tell you a fortune if you lose?"
Ryan didn't care and agreed casually: "Okay."
He thought that just like last time, Metternich would casually say something that sounded like a mysterious divination result.
Unexpectedly, this guy took out a poker card this time and said curiously: "I am also curious, how many years of my life will be consumed by Mr. Ryan's great fortune 'JOKER'..."
Ryan: "Will this divination cost me my lifespan?"
Metternich raised his eyebrows: "Normally not... but it can happen in certain specific divinations."
Ryan: "Last time too?"
"Last time?"
Metternich asked back, and seemed to think for a moment before narrowing his eyes and saying, "The last time we met, Mr. Ryan's fortune was far from what it is now..."
The familiar feeling comes back.
When having a conversation with such a mysterious and extraordinary person, it’s okay to be mysterious.
Ryan didn't ask any further questions and said, "If it costs me a lot of life, forget it."
He felt that if he got the same divination result as last time, it would not matter whether he listened or not.
Anyway, even if he wasn't "fierce", he would always be careful.
"No. Since you lose, you have to admit defeat."
Metternich smiled and shook his head, then resolutely turned over the first fortune-telling card.