I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 634 - 273 About to Become a Ten-thousand-year-old Demon [10,000 Words]_5

Chapter 634: Chapter 273 About to Become a Ten-thousand-year-old Demon [10,000 Words]_5

And the contract was divided into two copies, one was collected by Mu Rufeng, the other appeared in Zhao Chen’s hands.

Mu Rufeng put all three thousand years of chips on the gambling table, and then immediately used the "Unlucky Streak" ability on Dracula.

The opponent’s Luck Value of five hundred points dropped to fifty in an instant.

Although Dracula was not as sensitive as Zhao Chen, he could vaguely feel the decrease in his Luck Value, and his brows furrowed immediately.

Mu Rufeng promptly revealed his cards for everyone to see.

"Wow, I didn’t expect this—a Straight Flush. It seems my luck is really quite good, isn’t it?"

Looking at his 789 Straight Flush, a smile spread across Mu Rufeng’s face.

"A Straight Flush! It’s actually a Straight Flush!"

"Out of eleven players in Texas Hold’em, to actually deal a Straight Flush is just unbelievable."

"The luck is too good. No wonder he could get first place. It’s not simple, really not simple at all."

A group of Ghost Emperors were astonished at the impressive hand Mu Rufeng had obtained. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Duke Dracula, it’s your turn to reveal your cards," Mu Rufeng said, looking at Dracula.

Dracula didn’t speak, simply flipping his cards over directly.

Everyone looked closely and saw that Dracula’s cards were also a Straight Flush, but it was the smallest possible—234 Straight Flush.

Mu Rufeng had a 789 Straight Flush, so the outcome naturally spoke for itself.

"My thanks, my thanks to everyone," Mu Rufeng said, giving a bow to everyone at the gambling table.

Dracula’s face turned dark, not uttering a word, but the slow reddening of his eyes revealed he was struggling to suppress his anger.

"He really won."

"Incredible, utterly incredible."

"Goodness, this Contractor just gained over ten thousand years of lifespan?"

"More than ten thousand years of life, my god, it’s hard to imagine living that long."

"In the future, this living Contractor is probably going to become a ten-thousand-year-old demon."

A group of Ghost Emperors was now shocked by the lifespan Mu Rufeng possessed.

"Little Brother Mu, I feel that I’ll probably die before you now," Niu Ben shouted out loud.

"Feel? No need to feel, it’s certain you will die before Little Brother Mu," Liu Qinghe countered.

The chips on the table automatically flew to the front of Mu Rufeng.

At this moment, Mu Rufeng’s chips already amounted to 16,611 years.

Sixteen thousand six hundred years... What kind of concept is this?

Sixteen thousand years ago, the real world was in the Neolithic Age.

But even if he now had such a high lifespan, if he didn’t resolve the crisis of the Mysterious World threatening the real world...

What use was having more than sixteen thousand years of lifespan?

Was he to become like in the previous instance, becoming the Marquis Demon Suppression of Great Xia—Mu Rufeng?

The only living Marquis Demon Suppression—Mu Rufeng?

"Gentlemen, I’ll take the liberty of claiming first place," Mu Rufeng said with a slight smile, then threw in a one-year chip as the base bet.

Seeing this, the others showed no particular reaction, each putting in a one-year chip.

Mu Rufeng was right; he had already secured the first place.

Sixteen thousand years—even if he returned three thousand three hundred years to Zhao Chen, he still had thirteen thousand three hundred years left.

By just coasting, not following any bets, even an hour probably wouldn’t be enough to lose the remainder.

"Then, I might as well offer my early congratulations to Little Brother Mu here, haha," Niu Ben said, laughing.

The few Ghost Emperors friendly with Mu Rufeng also had cheerful expressions, with no trace of gloom on their faces.

In contrast, some others looked utterly frosty, such as those from Loronia and Dracula, with faces like they had lost their mothers.

As for Zhao Chen, he still had that cheerful demeanor, as if losing thousands of years of lifespan hadn’t affected him at all.

"City Lord Zhao, here are three thousand three hundred years of life; I’ll settle my debt now," Mu Rufeng said to Zhao Chen.

"Settling the debt so soon? Not waiting for the game to end?" Zhao Chen replied, smiling.

"I don’t like owing people, so I pay back what I can when I can," Mu Rufeng also said with a smile.

"Heh, it seems Mr. Mu is quite straightforward."

Zhao Chen collected the lifespan chips, then took out that Rule Contract.

Suddenly, they saw the content on the two contracts slowly disappear, reverting to a single blank Rule Contract.

Once the content of a contract was fulfilled and witnessed by both parties, the contract would be nullified.

In the span of a moment, the base bets from everyone were also placed.

Then, they saw the pair of golden arms start dealing cards.

After the cards were dealt, the one to speak was still Mu Rufeng.

"Fold!" Mu Rufeng decisively folded right away.

"Fold."

Mu Rufeng and five others folded in succession, leaving the others somewhat speechless.

After some thought, Loronia also chose to fold.

Dan Yifeng was no exception; he too folded.

Then came Black Demon, Xu Zhichun, who also chose to fold.

Finally, it was Dracula’s turn.

Dracula put in a one-year chip and chose to reveal Zhao Chen’s cards right away.

In the first round, it is possible to reveal cards—as long as only two participants are left.

Otherwise, even if there were only three players left, revealing cards in the first round of betting would not be allowed.

Seeing this, Zhao Chen didn’t say much, simply flipped his cards open.

It was a pair, a pair of Aces plus a King.

Dracula also revealed his cards, which were high cards, the largest being a Queen, looking pale and powerless compared to Zhao Chen’s pair of Aces and King.