Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Zhang Yi suddenly lifted his head, his eyes filled with disgust as he roared at Samba Miu, “Enough! Shut your mouth!”

Samba Miu was stunned for a moment, then instead of getting angry, he laughed.

“Hahaha! I’m only giving you the best advice. The further you go, the deeper you’ll sink.”

“Indulging in gambling, the more you bet, the more you lose. If you can’t pull yourself out in time, you’ll die here!”

The most terrifying part of Samba Miu’s words was that everything he said was the truth.

So even though you knew he was tempting you to stake everything, the pressure he brought was still immense.

No one had that much nerve, to directly bet their own life.

Zhang Yi, of course, was an exception.

Fear and struggle were only a facade. Inside, he was calm as hell.

Samba Miu’s act was laughable to him, and wasn’t he just playing along with Samba Miu?

Who was really playing who wasn’t clear yet!

Zhang Yi took a few deep breaths. Pointing at the dice cup in front of him, he shouted, “Big! Open it now!”

As he spoke, Zhang Yi’s eyes were fixed on the dice cup.

Samba Miu smirked and reached out to lift the dice cup.

The moment his hand touched it, the future Zhang Yi saw changed instantly.

He saw that the dice, which should have shown 11 points after being opened, suddenly turned into 3 points!

Sure enough, this gambling game wasn’t that simple.

Samba Miu, who mastered the casino’s rules, could cheat!

Zhang Yi took a deep breath. Good thing he had held back and hadn’t bet everything directly. Otherwise, he would have been erased by the casino’s rules by now.

Samba Miu lifted the dice cup, revealing the “3” points, and then exaggeratedly laughed at Zhang Yi, “Too bad! Your luck is terrible this round! Hahahahaha!!”

He laughed wildly, while Zhang Yi’s face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Inside the Shadow Space, Zhou Ke’er and the others were also tense with worry.

“How could this happen? How did Zhang Yi lose?”

“He should be able to see the future, right?”

Yang Xinxin said calmly, “Don’t forget, this is his domain. He controls the rules here, and no one said he couldn’t cheat.”

“This... this is too despicable!”

Zhou Ke’er said, her voice angry and full of concern.

Yang Siya worriedly said, “If it’s like this, can we ever win?”

Yang Xinxin said, “To beat him, we have to figure out his rules.”

She paused for a moment, then continued, “The guy opposite us is an Epsilon-level rule-based superhuman, the most dangerous and mysterious existence there is.”

“You can roughly think of him as being like Houtu, Guan Longyue, from the Shengjing Region.”

As soon as she said this, a chill ran down everyone’s spines.

The appearance of the casino had made them focus on its eeriness and forget how dangerous their opponent was.

A top-tier Epsilon-level rule-based superhuman was definitely the most dangerous among superhumans.

Especially when you didn’t understand the rules of their abilities.

Zhang Yi looked at the dice in front of him, putting on a perfect show of shock and fear.

At the same time, his left hand vanished from his arm like a ghost.

Blood spurted out, but Zhang Yi had prepared for it.

The combat suit’s smart medical system activated, injecting him with medicine that temporarily numbed his pain nerves and stopped the bleeding.

And that left hand suddenly appeared on the gambling table, right beside Samba Miu’s left hand.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath. Although he didn’t feel pain, watching a part of his own body appear somewhere else was an incredibly intense psychological shock.

If he hadn’t foreseen everything, he might have broken down right then.

But Zhang Yi stayed relatively calm. He sat in the chair, breathing deeply, his eyes coldly fixed on Samba Miu.

Like a desperate gambler on a losing streak, he didn’t waste any words and placed his right hand on the table.

“This round, I bet my right hand’s—pinky fingernail!”

Samba Miu looked at Zhang Yi like he was a toy. “Cautious is good. But if you keep playing like this, you’ll have to win a hundred rounds in a row just to get your hand back!”

Even so, Samba Miu still shook the dice cup.

This time, Zhang Yi accurately guessed the numbers.

Samba Miu didn’t use any cheating tricks.

Zhang Yi thought to himself: There are two possibilities. First, his cheating ability has activation limits and can’t be used infinitely. Second, like me, he’s hiding his true ability. If I kept losing, I would naturally discover he was cheating.

But now, I’ve discovered his ability, but he probably doesn’t know I can see the future.

That’s one of my biggest advantages right now.

Even after losing his left hand, Zhang Yi remained extremely calm.

He didn’t panic. Instead, he continued betting the only 1 point of chips he had left.

Next, Zhang Yi controlled his win rate to 58%.

This win rate ensured he wouldn’t lose any more body parts, while also slowly winning back his losses.

Gradually, Zhang Yi’s points reached 12.

Although it was still a long way from winning back his left hand or leaving the Demon Casino, his win rate was clearly above 50%. Samba Miu, as a veteran gambler himself, could sense it.

He kept using words to provoke Zhang Yi, hoping he would bet bigger.

Zhang Yi played along perfectly. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to bet 5 points at once.

This time, he guessed the number correctly, but Samba Miu cheated and won again.

Zhang Yi, however, remained patient.

Slowly, the fragments of Samba Miu’s rule-based ability were coming together. The moment his ability’s puzzle was fully assembled would be Zhang Yi’s time to strike.

The gambling continued, and soon a hundred rounds were over.

Since losing his left hand, Zhang Yi hadn’t lost any other part of his body.

This slowly made Samba Miu’s expression turn serious.

Even with the advantage, being unable to finish off this hairless rat before him was unacceptable to someone who prided himself on his gambling skills.

Zhang Yi now had over twenty points, and they were steadily fluctuating.

With some capital, he naturally refused to bet his body parts anymore.

Samba Miu found this extremely boring. Without seeing the other’s body shattered into pieces, he couldn’t get the pleasure he craved.

“Playing like this is way too dull. How about I change the rules?” He pointed at Zhang Yi. “From now on, if you bet your limbs or organs, and win, I’ll give you double the points!”

“So, stop just gambling your points with me. What do you say?”

A hint of excitement flashed across Zhang Yi’s face, but inside, he was already laughing.

Looks like someone was more impatient than him.