franphil Chapter 327 Professional Butler
Chapter 327 Professional Butler
Chapter 327 Professional Butler
The "Dice of Probability" possesses a living quality, constantly oscillating between bad luck and good fortune for its holder. A moment's carelessness can lead to an unexpected death. If its awakening time is long enough, it will gradually bring the people and things around the holder under its control, manipulating the probability of their actions.
"It is said that the six sides are only the most basic manifestation of fate. If it is allowed to be fully utilized, it can influence the entire world, and determine the actions of all living beings by the number it rolls. Of course, this does not include the gods."
"This sealed artifact has two characteristics. One is that it particularly hates people guessing its points. If you guess correctly, it will retaliate against you fiercely. Of course, you will most likely guess incorrectly. If you guess wrong, then the points will double."
"Simply put, if you cast 1 point and you die, then it's all wiped clean. If you don't die, then you will lose something, which could be a future romantic opportunity, future financial luck, or your relatives and friends might encounter a misfortune."
Upon seeing this, Klein already wanted to go back and fire Darkwell. Was he really willing to gamble his future fortune for a few hundred pounds? And even implicate his family? What kind of idiot was this?
Continuing on, the second point is even more absurd.
"But sometimes, it will let you guess the numbers on its own. You can also choose to change the way you play the game. I suggest comparing sizes. You roll the dice once. If you lose, you will be unlucky for a while. If you win, you will be unlucky for a very long time."
"My advice is that it's best not to win, but also not to lose, but not to be the same either, because it hates it when people guess its points..."
Klein's face darkened. What kind of sealed artifact is this? It has absolutely no integrity.
And if you can't lose, can't win, can't cooperate, then what's the point of playing?
"Haha, I'll be frank, this is a level 0 sealed artifact after all, it's normal for it to be a little dangerous."
"After so many years of research, our school has also developed some emergency measures, such as playing some complex games with dice, like Gomoku invented by Emperor Roselle."
"The advantage of this method is that you have a high probability of winning, but once you get used to the rules of the probability dice game, you'll have to switch to more complex games."
"Another method is to consider intimidating it. This will make it quiet for a while. The more times you intimidate it, the less effective it will be. It will then continue to manipulate your probability wildly. But this method can guarantee safety for up to three days."
"Finally, thank you for your help, your dear friend Will Unsettin."
Klein stared blankly at the message. Was intimidation a more practical approach? Playing Connect Four with the sealed artifact?
Who goes first?
Are there any benefits to winning?
Upon waking from the dream, Klein glanced at the fat pharmacist, then took the dice and went into the bathroom.
Intimidation is definitely not an option in the gray fog space. These dice are a bit strange; it would be terrible if they turned the tables on you.
How about we try playing a game of Gomoku first? Even if Gomoku teaches the probability dice how to play, there's still chess, isn't there?
"If you agree, cast a 6."
After saying that, he tossed the "probability die" into the air, and the die landed exactly on a bright red six.
"very good."
As Klein was pondering how to play, a somewhat illusory chessboard appeared. The "probability die" simply spun around, separating the black and white pieces. Klein was the black piece, and the "probability die" was the white piece.
Should Black move first?
Klein tentatively touched the chessboard, and a black piece appeared where he touched it.
The "probability die" spins, and a white piece appears simultaneously.
Wow, you're really good at this! You even let me go first?
Klein didn't expect the "Dice of Probability" to be so considerate of newcomers. He suppressed his laughter and played Gomoku. Black went first. How could he lose?
Even without using any tricks, you can't lose, right?
After the game, Klein lost; he was somewhat rusty and had overestimated his skills.
As the "probability die" spun gently, Klein's mind alerted him. He reached into his pocket and found that all the banknotes and coins in his wallet were gone.
I...
Klein's heart was bleeding!
Although it was just money he carried with him, it was still money. Even if the fat pharmacist gave him the reward later, he would still have to pay out of 200!
Ah!
No!
I'm going to win this back!
Losing money triggered Mr. Fool's fragile nerves, especially losing money to sealed artifacts that don't cost any money at all. What's the difference between that and throwing money into the sea?
If Klein previously felt it was somewhat shameful to use a winning strategy to bully a mere, somewhat active sealed artifact, and that it would be troublesome if the sealed artifact copied the winning strategy, now all Klein wanted was to get back the money he had lost.
However, the illusory chessboard disappeared, and a bright red "6" on the small six-sided die came into Klein's view.
"Keep playing!"
Klein tapped the table in the washroom.
However, the probability dice did not react. As a seal of the realm of fate, it could see the probability. It was a bit playful, but it would not play a game that was guaranteed to lose.
Win one round and leave?
You fucking spit out your money!
At that moment, Klein felt like killing someone.
boom!
The door to the Alliance Cleansing Chamber opened, and the fat pharmacist, who had been waiting expectantly outside, hoping that Gehrman would have some brilliant plan to deal with the sealed artifact, met a pair of cold eyes.
At that moment, the fat pharmacist felt a chill run down his spine. If it weren't for the fact that he only had a deposit on him and needed to find that councilor from the School of Life Sciences to settle the balance, Klein would have really wanted to rob the fat pharmacist and run away. Now he would have to find this guy's teacher to make up for his losses.
"What are you looking at? This mission deserves extra pay!"
Klein turned and left, leaving the bewildered fat pharmacist watching as the bedroom door closed directly behind him.
That night, unable to sleep, Klein used a radio receiver to contact Arrodes.
Ask a question.
Klein spoke directly.
"Great master, I sense something outside your room that I cannot see clearly. What is it?"
The wireless telegraph machine elegantly dispensed white paper with graceful handwriting.
Can't afford to play this game... "The Dice of Probability".
Klein said calmly.
"Oh, it. Master, you may ask your question now."
Words change on an illusory blank sheet of paper.
"What reminder do you have?"
Klein asked broadly.
"It's an extremely stingy, vengeful, and opportunistic fellow. You'd better give it away to someone else as soon as possible, Master!"
"It is an item solidified by the uniqueness of the Wheel of Fortune, a symbol of destiny. The master may consider giving it to any Mercury Serpent, and will receive a good reward. However, it is not suitable to become your servant."
Arodes gave a very concierge-like explanation, and then, before the "Dice of Probability" could realize it was talking bad, he prepared to make a run for it at lightning speed.
The essence of all existence is existence itself.