Forces of Temptation

The three baffles rise and fall with the sound of the game.

The 3 round chips are like flat billiard balls, moving in and out of the densely woven jungle of marbles.

When there are more chips, there will naturally be additional collisions between each other, creating trouble for the smooth whereabouts.

However, when the first chip wagged its head and tail all the way down, broke free from the steel balls arranged in disorder, and fell into the hole, the whereabouts of the remaining two chips became much more convenient.

Nan Zhou still had cupcakes and pomegranate water in his hand, and he didn't take a long look at the side, completely enjoying the process of playing pinball.

Half an hour later, he increased the number of chips he invested at one time to four.

Dai Xuelin scoffed at this.

He's not that carefree.

His goals are clear and his thinking is clear.

The fruit is just the condiment, the clown is the point.

All it takes is a clown symbol that comes out on top to win the 1000 chip prize.

He didn't like the fruit's score at all.

However, it is precisely because of the clear goal that when that goal is always rigidly framed in the framework of probability, he has no choice but to wait.

After playing a few games, Dai Xuelin has a general understanding of the mechanism of the coin pusher.

The coin pusher is not playing cards, not mahjong, there are no ever-changing tricks, and there is even no room for brainstorming.

Even if it is an old master, facing such a lifeless machine that will only say "Welcome" to you according to a fixed procedure, he dare not say that he has absolute certainty to turn the tables.

Qu Jinsha is the owner of the casino, but with a normal mind, it is impossible to adjust the probability of a certain machine to produce a clown pattern to be particularly high.

So there is only one thing left for the player to do:

Wait, then pray for good luck.

... He understands the truth, but why didn't he come?

Because it is too easy to think about it when you are idle, Dai Xuelin couldn't help thinking, should he learn from Nanzhou and try to manipulate the baffle to let more chips fall in?

He folded his fingertips into his palm, wiped off a thin layer of sweat, and grabbed the rocker.

Looking at the operation of Nanzhou, it seems to be an extremely simple matter.

But in practice, Dai Xuelin discovered that his and Nanzhou's games were completely different.

Nanzhou invested a small amount of chips at a time, and his vision was clear, and he was able to predict the trajectory of the chips more freely.

But the density of the chips I invested was too high, there was no room for maneuvering, and it had a counterproductive effect.

After an unfamiliar push and pull, many chips that could have fallen into the groove of the rocker arm were blown away by the baffle he dropped.

As a result, after this round of play, fewer 100 chips were successfully holed, only 7 chips.

... play with your mother.

Dai Xuelin gritted his back molars, and honestly gave up unnecessary operations.

Fortunately, he has his own advantages, a large number of fallen chips, so that his fruit lamps can increase points very quickly.

Even "Watermelon", whose points were cleared to zero at the beginning and made him suffer a dumb loss, has now risen to more than 20 points.

But Dai Xuelin soon became unhappy.

The speed of increasing points means that the speed of returning to zero has also become extremely fast.

Originally, there were more than 70 points for "lemons", but the points were approaching 100, but the machine never had any intention of shaking out "lemons".

He could only watch helplessly as the tempting number after "lemon" flashed and returned to "0" with a snap.

In contrast, except for an accidental miss and a chip that failed to fall into the groove, Nanzhou almost hit every shot.

The number of his fruits has not increased, most of the fruits have remained at 50 points, and 70 have more than 4 points.

Even if he draws the lowest level of rewards such as connection rewards, he can still enjoy the guarantee with peace of mind.

The clown never came, and the frequent fruit connection awards were not enough to fill the gap that was gradually dug in Dai Xuelin's heart.

A reward of less than a hundred coins is not enough to push this heavy and waveless coin sea.

The competitions between him and Nanzhou were all progressing slowly, no one was better than the other, and there was still no way to widen the gap.

In this case, Nan Zhou could easily ride on his head because of his high hit rate and high fruit base score.

Just like he is now, after the end of the round, he still has the leisure to carry out simple energy replenishment, eat cupcakes, hang his feet on the sides of the chair, and sway freely.

Such anxiety and pressure made Dai Xuelin uncontrollably doubt everything.

……

Time is like the chips he puts into the machine, coming like running water, and then gurgling away.

In a blink of an eye, 3 hours passed.

The daylight outside the "paper gold" cannot penetrate into the pitch-black curtain wall. When you are in the "douzhuan", it is difficult to distinguish black and white, and it is difficult to judge the time.

The distracting thoughts in Dai Xuelin's mind are like barren and sparse weeds, which rise in the wind and grow steadily.

He couldn't help thinking, is it right to continue playing like this?

Their current score is at a serious disadvantage. Even if he is fully motivated and does not rest, a round of 100 chips will take 2 minutes just to fill in non-stop.

It takes time for the chips to fall, and it takes time for the gobo game shaker.

His highest record is 15 bids at one time.

It takes about 8 minutes for the fastest round to end.

And Nanzhou's chips are fast, and he has already started to use 5 chips for five-line operations.

He took the longest round, at most 4 minutes.

The highlight is a short, flat, fast.

Due to the short time spent and the high hit rate, Nanzhou's probability of shaking out fruit rewards is always on the same level as his own.

This highly simulated human body also put too much burden on Dai Xuelin.

Frequent betting chips made Dai Xuelin's jaw tingle, the base of his thumb began to swell, and his lips became cracked due to lack of moisture for a long time. The cracked mouth made him tear anxiously while waiting. The fingertips are dyed red, red and white.

When feeding chips, Dai Xuelin always felt like he was feeding a tiger.

A tiger with a salivating mouth, quietly dormant, ready to devour itself at any time.

In order to alleviate the panic caused by such an illusion, Dai Xuelin could only comfort himself constantly.

On average, even if you start a game every 10 minutes and spend 10 points every 1000 minutes, if you play non-stop for 12 hours, you will get 72000 points.

After Nanzhou played for so long, it took less than 200 chips and 2000 points.

If he wins, he can not only get his money back, but also take the 5 times the compensation, and use 35 points to make a comeback in one fell swoop.

If they lose due to a small gap, they only need to pay 4 points at most.

Even if you lose, it's not a bad loss.

By 8 o'clock in the evening, the backup team assigned to them will come anyway.

At that time, they must still have a chance!

Dai Xuebin saw that his younger brother had been fighting for 3 hours in a row, and his spirit was already showing a little nervousness in the excitement, so he couldn't help but suggested: "May I stand for you for a while?"

In the end, Nan Zhou, who heard their conversation, dispelled their thoughts of changing people with just one sentence: "Then can I change Brother Fang?"

They had seen how difficult Jiang Fang was yesterday.

Letting him intervene will only add more unpredictable variables.

After waiting for 3 hours, Dai Xuelin's machine suddenly let out a long-drawn-out strange laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

clown!

A clown pattern, the clown that appeared 5 times before but failed to appear in the first place, suddenly appeared in the first place!

Dai Xuelin was so excited that he stood up directly, and the hand holding the joystick trembled slightly.

The second must also be a clown!

Please, if it's a clown!

But he quickly calmed down, leaned back, sat down again, and thought to himself: How could it be a clown, I really thought too much, if it was a clown, he would stand upside down and eat the joystick.

At this stage, he can't give himself too much hope, otherwise it will only increase disappointment.

Sure enough, what appeared in the second place was a lonely "banana".

Dai Xuelin's happy mood seemed to be poured with cold water.

But he still tried his best to comfort himself and said: Look, it really isn't.

In any case, the gap can be widened from here!

It's now!

Dai Xuelin unconsciously aimed at Nanzhou, wanting to see a trace of wavering and uneasiness on his face, so as to amplify his joy.

Who would have thought that Nan Zhou still had the same poker face for thousands of years, his fingertips were like the most sophisticated braking instruments, and he used the baffle to play with the 6 chips to the effect of thousands of sweeps.

6 chips went into the hole one after another.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the chrysanthemum tea with rock sugar that Li Yinhang had just poured for him, and drank it hot.

...Hehe, just pretending to be calm.

The moment Dai Xuelin turned his head reluctantly, the clown's wild laughter rang out again.

His lips raised subconsciously.

Could it be that the third one was also drawn——

His smile froze, however, after focusing on his own panel.

The laughter came from the direction of Unit 1.

Holding the teacup in his hands, Nan Zhou uttered a short exclamation to the first clown pattern that jumped out: "...ah."

He turned to Jiang Fang and said, "Brother Fang, a series of clown bonuses came out."

Jiang Fang is using the kitchen that comes with the casino to DIY macarons.

He praised from a distance: "Hey, not bad. How many times have you seen a clown?"

Nan Zhou lowered his head and counted: "7 times."

Dai Xuelin, who had consciously widened the gap just now, was kicked back to the edge of the cliff again.

... 7 times?

His Joker has only appeared 6 times!

Is this what Qu Jinsha said "the No. 3 machine is good"?

Actually, it makes perfect sense.

Unit 3 has the highest probability of appearing a clown pattern at 4.2%, and Unit 1 is slightly lower at 3.5%. Generally speaking, the difference is not too big.

Therefore, within 200 draws, due to the probability, there will be a gap of 1 to 2 clowns, which is completely within a reasonable range.

What's more, Nanzhou's clowns, like Dai Xuelin, only produced a total of 6.

The Gaowei people also noticed this in the barrage room, and wrote "wrong" and "six of them" one after another.

But because there is only one clown difference, no one knows whether Nan Zhou made a mistake on purpose.

In the eyes of others who have the perspective of God outside the gambling game, a clown who does not appear in the first place is meaningless at all.

Even if Nan Zhou miscalculated, how could it affect the overall situation?

But for Dai Xuelin, the gap between this clown is of great significance.

He couldn't control his emotions for a while, and punched the edge of the ring, causing the platform to tremble violently.

There was a shock until the flashing lights on the machine turned red all at once, and they screamed loudly.

Shrouded in the dazzling blood-red light, his expression also became ferocious.

Nan Zhou was finally distracted from his happy joystick game, and turned his head to look at him.

He turned to Qu Jinsha, pointed to Dai Xuelin whose shoulders were slightly heaving, and complained, "Boss, he destroyed the machine."

Qu Jinsha, who had been watching from the sidelines, was suddenly called out by name, and was stunned for a moment.

Nan Zhou said: "You told me last night that kicking and shaking the machine is a violation of the rules. Once discovered, it must be cleared out."

...Ah this.

Qu Jinsha scratched his cheeks, and blatantly defended once: "We are open for business, if the guests are just expressing normal emotions, there is no reason for us to drive out immediately, is there? Besides, Mr. Dai did not lose his bargaining chips this time. , so let's warn you first, okay?"

As he spoke, he turned to Dai Xuelin: "Mr. Dai, please note that if you destroy the machine again, our game will be terminated immediately."

Dai Xuelin's mentality, which was already on the verge of collapse, became even more unstable.

He stared at Qu Jinsha with a dark gaze.

His attention was not on the matter of "Qu Jinsha protected him".

What he was concerned about was that Qu Jinsha really reminded Nanzhou last night and explained the rules of the coin pusher to Nanzhou!

If he doesn't say anything, Nan Zhou will figure it out on his own. Once he grasps the handle, can't he be kicked out of the game directly?

Thinking of this, plus the suspicion that he forcibly suppressed before, made all Qu Jinsha's warnings lose credibility with Dai Xuelin.

Holding the chip bucket, he sat silently on the No. 2 machine, which he had been more optimistic about for a long time.

More coins, more fruit points, and greater temptation.

Seeing him sitting over suddenly, Nan Zhou asked a small question: "Huh?"

Dai Xuelin laughed: "Why, can't you sit here?"