Summoner of Miracles

GGO, SBC Glocken.

At the north end of the avenue that runs through the middle of the streets of Glocken, the square in front of the presidential tower is usually a smokeless area, but today it's filled with countless players.

Players are all laughing with drinks and food, and even gunshots are fired from time to time, along with the neon lights around them and the advertisements and announcements on many screens. It's like a no-night city, much louder than it was yesterday.

Sometimes a countdown will flash through the screen.

So, naturally, it's the beginning of the third BoB race.

People are watching this countdown, and there's no overwhelming noise.

“I think it's time for the dark winds this year. ”

“I think it's dark wind, too. ”

“Who let the champion of the last BoB race suddenly lose track of it and not even participate in the BoB competition? ”

“And if the champion doesn't join us, the runner-up wins for granted, right? ”

“No, have you forgotten The Master? ”

“There's that monster in this session. ”

“Exactly. ”

“I wonder if the dark wind can beat that monster. ”

“I look suspenseful. ”

This is what the players are talking about.

This is not just because the BoB competition itself is remarkable, because many people are concerned about the final outcome of the competition, but also because the outcome is closely related to the gains of many people.

Only thirty players can compete in the BoB Finals, but that doesn't mean the rest of the players can watch the game independently.

Before every BoB tournament begins, there will be a casino in GGO initiated by an operating company that allows players to place bets on their favorite players, throwing thousands of dollars like a horse, and finally see who stands out and makes a fortune.

Now that the gambling plates set for the upcoming BoB competition are ready to start betting, more than half of the currencies that currently exist in GGO are concentrated in this square, and the players naturally make it look so lively here.

“What an imaginary world in all its aspects in the grey zone. ”

Naturally speaking of such a testimony is just logged in and appeared in the square in Rojin.

Rojin looked at the whole lively square.

A hologram window showing the odds of a player participating in a BoB contest hangs high in the air.

Dressed as a fairly gorgeous dealer, it should be the officially designated NPC prepared by the operating company that is located in a corner, accepting the gambling money of the constantly approaching players as a way to restrain money.

Intelligence traffickers selling suspicious classified information are drilling around and talking to an interested player, presumably using classified player intelligence as a means to earn intelligence fees.

This is a huge casino.

Bias, because of the currency conversion mechanism, all the money flowing in this casino is linked to the real currency in the real world, making the whole casino infinitely biased towards the brink of crime. No wonder Ro says that this is an imaginary world where all sides are in the grey zone.

“Perhaps there are other types of VRMMOs that can be gambled specifically. ”

Unfortunately, none of those games have a currency conversion mechanism, which is quite different in nature from the gambling taking place here.

It's perfectly fine to think of this place as a real casino.

“How dare the operating companies, if their headquarters were in this country, they would have been sealed off. ”

Luo is so emotional, but he doesn't have any sense of exclusion.

Why reject it?

“Even the gambling organized by the operating company, since it's done in the game, is half my gain here. ”

Then why does Rojin have to be excluded?

“I don't know what my odds are. ”

Thinking about it, Ro Zhen approached the NPC dealer, looked up and looked at the holographic window.

There, the odds are clearly marked for all contestants.

The odds are naturally high for some players who are notorious and have a small reputation and who have participated in BoB competitions in the past but can't get any good grades. If someone wins the bet, it is a big cold door, and they can earn a lot of money. However, players like this are generally difficult to win, and there are very few players who bet for them.

And the odds of winning a popular player are, of course, not that high.

People know that they have a good chance of winning, and of course they will bet all their money on them, and if they win and the odds are still high, the operating company will have to pay badly.

Therefore, players all want to make a lot of money by betting on one or two black horses, which is why intelligence dealers are so aggressive. As long as they claim to hold the so-called black horse information in their hands, players will definitely move and eventually pay to buy it. However, if this information is true or false, it will depend on the player's ability to discern it.

In this case, as the first player to compete in the BoB competition, Rojin found that his odds were only slightly higher than those of the dark wind.

In other words, in the opinion of the operator, Rojin is also the undisputed winner.

“Well, after all, it was so crazy before, everyone knows my strength, and they'll think I'm the winning hot player, which is perfectly normal. ”

However, as can be seen from the fact that the dark wind has a lower real odds than Ro, the operator sees the dark wind better than he does.

“Must be that I end up playing too little time, and I'm still a super STR type, and under low VIT (durability) conditions, I'm likely to be killed by the speed of the dark wind? ”

Ro smiled unexpectedly and discovered that poetry had an unexpectedly high odds.

“Didn't you say she was BoB's biggest black horse of the year? The odds are so high? ”

Luo really doubtfully twisted his head, then understood.

“Was it because the girl lost yesterday's preliminaries? ”

That's right.

Poetry was lost in the fifth round of yesterday's preliminaries.

Her opponent was a professional player who ranked lower than her in the last BoB tournament, but since the fifth round of maps was jungle, it was difficult to snipe, and poetry was unnamed and unable to concentrate, so she lost.

This undoubtedly led to a significant decline in the evaluation of poetry, leading to higher odds, and the blackhorse's name simply disappeared.

Rather, the name of the biggest black horse has now been taken away by Luo Zhen. Poetry is a matter of course.

“Who doesn't let you concentrate when competing? ”

Luo Zhen shook his head and looked ridiculous. He had no idea that he was the reason why poetry could not be concentrated.

And, uh...

“You yourself lost your abstention in the finals. You don't deserve to talk about me. ”

A cold, icy voice suddenly rang from behind Roseanne, letting Roseanne frown, shrugged her shoulders, turned around and looked behind her.

The next second, the unexpected person appeared in front of him and looked at him coldly.

It's poetry.