Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start-Chapter 252 - 150: At Least Leave Me Some Clothes, Okay?

"According to Article 5 of the Hell Game Rules, if the Devil violates the game rules, the player has the right to decide whether to end the Devil's Game."

"And I choose not to end the game and start a maximum of three rounds."

"According to Article 13 of the Hell Game Rules, the Devil places the initial bet, but the player can choose to raise."

Sabo smiled and said, "Miss Devil, I choose to raise! Let's begin our first round."

Fia: ...

She was still in disbelief, looking at Sabo, then at the sky.

"Wait a minute, I'm a bit confused right now." She stood up, a flicker of bat wings behind her, and disappeared instantly into the peach blossom forest.

Upon reaching the depths of the peach blossom forest, she quickly communicated with the rules of Hell.

But when Hell finally responded to her, her eyes were even more filled with disbelief.

[Player Alaska was killed for stealing the Hell Game Rules and attempting to alter them.]

[Devil Fia Beatrice MacMillan claims the rules were maliciously altered, undergoing self-examination... rules were not altered.]

[You were the first to violate the game rules, determined as a rule violation, and player Sabo requested to change the game to three rounds.]

[Sabo has raised, please respond as soon as possible. Maximum response time is 59 minutes and 31 seconds. If no response is given by the deadline, player Sabo wins by default, and the items he requested or equivalent bet value will be forcibly deducted. If your value is insufficient, all your assets will be seized.]

Fia: ....

She felt the world was somewhat magical, suddenly thinking of Eugene, who was left bare without a single hair, wondering if he encountered the same thing?

Is this ugly dwarf... hunting the Devil?

On the other side, Sabo unhurriedly summoned the scales of value, placing bets frantically on one side of the scale.

Just kidding, he had lost a clone this time, and nurturing a clone required significant resources and time, for which he even temporarily gave up establishing diplomatic relations with the Ancient Divine Realm.

He forcibly summoned the clone back, and if this Devil isn't left with even his underwear within three rounds, what about his losses?

As for how to modify the rules, it wasn't actually difficult for him.

He just needed to temporarily sever the connection between the clone and the main body, then decisively let the clone use the Power of the Evil God to steal the underlying rules of the Hell Game.

After Hell discovered it, use the clone to attract attention, and when about to be erased by the rules, use the Source of Extreme Filth to pollute part of Hell's rules.

As Hell's rules completely erased his clone and began to clean themselves, the Power of Rules would erase the Power of the Evil God hidden under the Devil-written text, and the remaining words after the erasure would be the new rules.

Meanwhile, with two players participating, one player already dead and having brought new rules.

In the new rules, this clueless player was already in the game, so didn't the Devil violate the rules?

The price he had to pay was a clone and a small amount of the Source of Extreme Filth.

As for that thing....

Sabo reminisced about the method to manufacture the Absolute Filth he sold to the Federation, his eyes full of joy.

Estimating that the value he could extract in the first round was about enough, he stopped increasing the chips and quietly waited.

In the rules of Hell he deciphered, the Devil had forty minutes remaining, and after forty minutes, the value of the items he placed on the scales would double.

As for whether the Devil wanted to or not... it didn't matter, as long as she was the owner of this game."

Sabo took out a seemingly moldy bowl, poured some unknown liquid into it, and began savoring it beautifully in the peach blossom forest.

And the surrounding peach blossoms slowly withered under this scent, seemingly poisoned....

As time slowly passed, there was a faint rustling sound in the peach blossom forest.

After half an hour of contemplation, Fia walked out with a twisted expression. Her eyes were full of a murderous impulse towards Sabo, but she couldn't use violence in the game....

She looked at some games she had prepared, desperately trying to stabilize herself, but every time she fell short, her extremely beautiful face now plunged into endless entanglement.

She didn't want to go back naked. Wouldn't she be laughed to death by that Eugene?

She could already imagine it; that guy would definitely be waiting for her at the return point!

That damn Eugene, usually telling lies all the time, why did he suddenly tell the truth?

After a bout of internal struggle, Fia began placing bets on the other scale. She couldn't believe this dwarf could always change the rules if anyone could change them, then Hell might as well not be Hell; it should be called the Realm of Fortune.

She kept taking things out from her space, and when 90% of the treasures accumulated over thousands of years disappeared, the scales from Hell slowly reached a balance.

She said expressionlessly, "Then let's have the first round. Gambler, you need to win ten million chips in a casino without using supernatural powers and take the chips out of the casino."

Sabo replied with a sinister smile, "No problem, leave it to me."

It's just a mere trap game. Isn't it just that the casino is full of cheats, and that after winning, you would be surrounded and beaten by a group of Level 10 strongmen? Simple. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Ten minutes later, outside the game, Fia watched somewhat numbly as Sabo used the five million chips he had won to buy off the dealer and the thugs with unfriendly faces ready to attack at any moment.

Then he met the boss of the casino, successfully becoming the casino's dealer with his skills, which were far superior to the casino's cheats, and quickly shared out a million chips using the dealer's identity and the casino's cheating system.