Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start-Chapter 253 - 150: At Least Leave Me Some Clothes, Okay?

Chapter 253: Chapter 150: At Least Leave Me Some Clothes, Okay?

In the end, the casino owner had sixty million chips, and Sabo waved goodbye with a cheerful smile, holding twenty million chips, promising to continue making money here tomorrow and promising to make the casino flourish.

The owner adhered to the thought that special talents must be recruited, and since he had the majority while the other party was also making money, it was impossible for them to run away.

Successfully letting Sabo leave the casino, the casino owner even tried to have a bodyguard escort Sabo back, to which Sabo readily agreed, paying a ten-million chip fee and drawing 90% of the casino’s hitters to follow.

Ultimately, with dozens of Level 10 bodyguards, they battled with several Transcendents ambushed not far from the door, allowing Sabo to perfectly extract himself and end the incident.

She never expected her game to be so simple, clearly a dead-end no matter how she played it...

"Hi, beautiful devil lady, sorry, it seems like I won, so I choose... to raise!"

Sabo’s voice sounded like that of a devil, making Fia, who was still in a daze, tremble, snapping back to reality and taking several steps back.

She clutched her chest with both hands, her voice trembling, the entire devil appearing weak and helpless: "I... I don’t have enough stuff for the stakes."

Sabo rubbed his hands, the smile on his face becoming increasingly sinister.

Fia:....

"At least leave me some clothing, I am a girl!"

Half an hour later, Sabo dragged a chain of Hell Creatures with terrified eyes, unable to struggle due to the devil’s power, and walked out of the hell projection contentedly.

Looking at the war weapon Baiyi requested behind him, feeling the treasures in the filthy space, the dwarf’s face crinkled into a smile.

Indeed, the devil’s game lives up to its name.

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Hell.

"Hmm? How do you still have clothes left? This doesn’t make sense, how did you escape bankruptcy liquidation?"

Eugene stared wide-eyed at Fia.

Currently, Fia was wearing a coarse cloth tunic, the most ordinary peasant’s attire, with even the hair tie being a withered peach branch, barely maintaining appearances.

"You... I’m going to kill you!"

In an instant, Fia’s eyes turned jet black, horrifying Legendary Power circulated madly, causing some busy Hell Creatures around to shiver and evade.

Tier Three Legendary, this was already an immensely powerful tier, not considered weak even in Hell.

Eugene broke into a smile: "Hey, weren’t you mocking me? Isn’t it delightful? That kid is definitely the most cunning human I’ve ever seen!"

Fia’s anger stalled: "Human race?"

Eugene said with a mischievous smile: "A handsome human, but he can turn into an Extremely Evil Creature, very strange, but quite smart."

Fia fell silent, fear appearing in her eyes.

Eugene also sensed something was wrong and was about to inquire further when suddenly he felt the aura of another devil approaching.

"Huh? Who is this? Fia darling? What happened?"

Eugene and Fia exchanged a glance, then turned their heads to look at a young devil, with a helpless expression: "A few days ago, weren’t you all laughing at me? I had already said not to go to a place called Dawn Federation, she didn’t believe me, insisted on going, and this is what happened, right, Fia?"

A hint of subtle astonishment appeared in Fia’s eyes, then she nodded expressionlessly and said: "Scram, I don’t want to see you now."

Jiman’s eyes were full of shock: "Really? Win over a devil? You all couldn’t resist?"

Eugene and Fia both looked at him expressionlessly, saying nothing.

"Got it, got it, rest assured, we devils in Luoying City hearken to advice, no need to go, aren’t there two other Great Federations qualified to mark Hell? We’ll just go to the other two."

Jiman said, puzzlement apparent as he asked: "However, I’m curious, how did you lose? In the Devil’s Game, the win rate for devils has always been over 99%!"

He seemed quite confused: "Even if one could win against a devil, it’d only be winning the cost of the first round, usually the defeated devil doesn’t start a second round, right?"

Eugene:....

He was greedy after all, with a 99%+ win rate, what could the player say would make him refuse? Naturally, he agreed to everything.

While Fia glanced at her and, without any nostalgia, turned and left, she also wanted to know.

Eugene immediately followed, exuding an aura of ’stranger, do not approach’.

Leaving Jiman full of contemplation, which of the Three Great Federations did they actually fail against, the Sun Federation or the Star Federation?

As for listening to them....

A devil might tell the truth, but two devils, and the flicker of color in Fia’s eyes, everything indicated that these two were mocked and wanted revenge, deliberately helping them rule out the wrong answer.

The probability of choosing the wrong Federation jumped from 33% to 50%.

Truly sinister!

But it also does not rule out reverse thinking, deliberately wanting him to think that way, first ruling out the correct answer.

"Hiss..." Jiman took a sharp breath, thinking this choice was harder than the devil’s game, but perhaps checking other devils’ choices where the two devils definitely went... it might be helpful.

It seemed his cousin was eager to fetch the rules, let him try it first?

Or perhaps... is it truly that cursed? Can a paradox even be solved? As long as you aren’t greedy and resolutely refuse multiple rounds, just return after one loss...

It should be fine, right? Worth trying?

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Sin City.

Baiyi walked out from the fourth Golden Alchemist’s shop, a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

Except for the first, Kasu, the remaining three Transformers did not have anything outstanding, far inferior to Maku, and two of them were exceedingly irrational Transformers, eventually hammered by Baiyi to calm down.

As for killing... among the five Golden Upper Tiers, one was a Black Dragon, no match at all.

The Federation’s Knowledge Hall was too complete, the alchemical discipline had been enhanced significantly, especially after the Old Sword Saint had visited the Star Federation centuries ago, bringing back vast knowledge, city defense cannons, some technology, a myriad of knowledge.

Correspondingly, he also left a great many things at the Star Federation.

This facilitated a certain level of exchange between the two Federations, greatly complementing the systems of Mages and Alchemists.

Finding something innovative within it is indeed difficult.

Although Evil Alchemists generally despise orderly, conventional Alchemists, it’s undeniable that regular Alchemists have more opportunities to trial and error, and broader paths.

While Evil Alchemists follow a one-way street to darkness, whether the end of that road leads to power or downfall, no one knows until the result is out.

Currently, Baiyi had engaged with five Alchemists; besides [Frenzy] and [Black Gaze], Baiyi hadn’t encountered knowledge absent from the Federation.

Glancing at the Guard Brigade’s live stream, the screen was gray, filled with regret.

After searching for Demacia’s live stream, Baiyi roughly pieced together what had happened from the bullet screen.

The Guard Brigade attempted to snatch the monster but was instantly killed by the boss’s counterattack.

Moreover, that battle was over; the Light Whisper Legion had slain the boss and was returning to the city.

Meanwhile, players had reached deep into the valley, locked in a final struggle with some remaining catastrophic creatures, projecting to completely win the war within half a day.

"Boss, the next one is the last Flesh and Blood Transformation Master, reportedly an Illusion Body Transformation, although I can’t confirm it." Moon Side cautiously stated.

He had already fallen into a state of blind admiration for Baiyi; among the thirty-some Gold in Sin City, these Alchemists commanded significant standing.

Yet they were swiftly subdued; the clarity reflected in those Alchemists’ eyes lacked any aura of a strong being.

In merely half a day, he seemed to witness what it meant not to take Sin City seriously.

"Lead the way."

Baiyi was somewhat indifferent, already a bit disappointed with the wilderness Flesh and Blood Transformation Masters, while transforming illusions involves changing oneself into an Evil Spirit state, having ghostly abilities.

But without a physical form, how is that a Transformer?

Even if obtaining formidable power, that’s about it, heavily suppressed by many systems, unless there are Ghost abilities, otherwise... Ai Nuan, that Evil Spirit could effortlessly overpower those Illusion Body Transformation Masters.