If you become a monster, you will succeed

In the dimly lit abandoned casino, the strange environment exudes a sense of horror. A beam of bright but focused lights falls from the drone suspended on the ceiling.

In the center of the light, a man in casual clothes and plastic gloves is quickly dismembering with a scalpel—dissecting a mummy, stripping out the shriveled, withered internal organs and blood vessels, whispering from time to time with various terms.

And not far from him, in the darkness where the light did not shine, on both sides of a gambling table, and at the position of the croupier, a female ghost in white with long hair covering her face, Cutting and shuffling a deck of poker that doesn't look very normal.

There are a few chips in front of the two ghosts, but the specific styles are different. In front of the ghost whose body is entangled by tentacles extending from a twenty-one-eyed dice, there are a total of six or seven chips. On each of the chips, there is a frightened human face.

But in front of the ghost with only one solid hand is a black chip, which looks a bit ordinary.

As the croupier put the deck of poker into the card dealer, the two ghosts moved at the same time. The chips in front of them were like plasticine. They were quickly rubbed and deformed, and finally turned into one hundred coins each. The size looks like.

[What are these two ghosts playing? 】

[It's too dark to see clearly, but two cards were dealt the first time, it shouldn't be thirteen or the second card,]

[Silly [beep——] Anchor, if you don't turn on the light, who wants to watch you dissect a mummy! 】

[That's right, I want to watch the ghosts play cards! 】

[Fuck, they dealt three cards, is it by default that the host also participated? 】

...

As the barrage of clothes flashed past, everyone noticed this problem. When the anchor was buried in the dissection, two cards, one bright and one dark, were also sent in his direction by the long-haired female ghost, and they were separated from the other two ghosts. Showing a cornering trend.

The long-haired female ghost seemed to look around at the cards on the table, and then spread out one hand, signaling the gambler to bid. The gambler glanced at his own cards, and then threw out two chips.

Seeing this, the ghost hand reached out to grab two chips and threw them to the gaming table. The female ghost nodded and looked at Belit who was dissecting the corpse.

【Anchor! The ghost is asking you to place a bet! 】

[Look at the cards! Really anxious! You are looking at the cards! 】

[What is there to dissect the corpse? 】

Seeming to be a little impatient by the barrage, Belitt frowned and said:

"I told you not to be superstitious, not to gamble, no matter what cards you look at! What? I bet that I was unharmed... Is that the same? Why don't you gamble for nothing?"

It's just that at the same time Belitt said this, as if some rule had been triggered, the female ghost reached out to fish it out, and the audience watched helplessly as a handful of white mist floated up from the anchor's body, and then the hostess was caught on the poker table. Above, chips as large as two coins were formed.

Except that the faces on the chips belonged to the anchor, they were almost identical to that gambler's chips!

【Fuck, those chips are people who were killed by the gamblers! 】

[As long as the anchor says something similar to agreeing to gamble, he will enter the game! 】

【Anchor, don't mention gambling anymore! 】

The barrage immediately made guesses about the current situation, but Belitt didn't care at all, and just said to himself:

"Look at the heart of this corpse. Although it is dry, there are obvious abnormalities in the texture of the muscles. It should have contracted unnaturally before death. Stimulation, resulting in abnormal heart rate, and finally shock, if you look at it this way, it is really a bit of a way to die without breathing after losing too much in a casino."

Belitt muttered, got up and walked towards another corpse, the whole process was smooth and smooth, without even looking up at the gambling table.

The female croupier ghost looked at the other two, saw them waving their hands, and pushed all the chips on the table to Feng Xue's direction. Under the eyes of the audience, Belitt, whose complexion was still a little dull, immediately looked like As if I had taken some powerful pills, my complexion immediately became rosy, and even some original freckles and fine lines faded immediately, which is not so fast with a beauty camera!

【Fuck, what's going on? 】

[Gamble your life? Those two ghosts just didn't follow, so the chip belongs to the anchor! 】

[Two sentences, let ghosts help me regain my youth? 】

【Fuck, where is this casino? I also need to go! 】

[Wake up, do you have a hard life like the anchor? Is there such luck as an anchor? Is there a soul behind it like the anchor? 】

[That's right, if you go, you'll just leave a lot of mummified corpses on the ground! 】

...

The host’s youth was crazy in the barrage, and many big figures had already started to make arrangements, but Belitt, who was at the center of the incident, didn’t notice it. He cut open the chest of a mummy again, and he was amazed. road:

"Look at this little boy, I'm afraid he studded his entire family and life?"

As soon as the words fell, the croupier who had just dealt two more cards stretched out his hand again, but this time, he took out hundreds of chips from Belitt.

Belitt's appearance has aged a lot in a way visible to the naked eye, but he himself didn't seem to realize it, he just stretched hard and said:

"Why do I suddenly feel a little tired... Is it because of staying up late to study medicine?"

[Anchor, look in the mirror! 】

[Do you look at least 60 years old now? 】

【sixty? My grandfather is not so old at eighty! 】

"Hey, it's too much. Although I am a hardcore anchor, I still rely on my face to make a living. Curse me, I can't bear it anymore!"

Belitt took out the mirror from his pocket in dissatisfaction, and at the same moment, it seemed that because he pressed too much, the two ghosts chose not to follow, the hundreds of chips and the two ghosts' chips returned together. Once inside his body, Belitt looked around with the mirror, and said with a relaxed face:

"Where are you old? No matter how you look at it, the anchor looks like he is only eighteen years old, okay? But then again, it turns out that it is true that looking at a handsome guy can make people feel refreshed. I just looked in the mirror, and the fatigue just now It’s all wiped out, so should the host sell some photos? With this fatigue-relief function, it’s not too much to charge 50 credits, right?”

【grass! 】

【grass! 】

【grass! 】

Seeing that the barrage in the live broadcast room had turned into a football field, Belitt sighed and said:

"Be civilized. Even if you don't agree with the anchor, don't be like this. I think you are just jealous of the handsomeness of the anchor! Forget it, it is common for handsome people to be jealous. The anchor does not care about you like you. Let me watch it again. Look at how this died... Good guy, the eyeballs are popping out, maybe it's not the four-acre stud who ended up with a straight flush? Fuck, why do you feel so tired again..."

Regarding the anchor betting on himself to escape, this is very simple, it is a matter of human establishment.

A simple consideration is whether the gambling money obtained by the anchor's escape can compensate his own brand value.

Belitt is a hard-talking and brave anchor, his personality is reckless, brave, and not afraid of ghosts.

If you run away, you will be building a collapsed house, which is equivalent to the end of your live broadcast career. At the same time, you will offend the company that values ​​​​your brand value and signed a delivery agreement with you, offend the live broadcast platform that tilts your resources to you, and even Offend those gamblers.

Under this kind of pressure, if Belitt is really an ordinary anchor, he will definitely not buy himself to run away and act, because if he does not buy it, no one will say anything if he sees a ghost and runs away. At most, he is never afraid. A ghost anchor becomes a spirit-exploring anchor, but if you buy yourself to run away and run away in the end, then even if you were really scared away by a ghost, it’s still a fake run, and an ordinary anchor can’t afford it.

To sum up, it is a very small probability event for the anchor to buy himself to escape and then fake escape.