Pachinko parlors are a kind of gambling establishment that can be seen on the streets of Japan. They are packed with pachinko machines and the passages for people to pass through are very narrow.

The gameplay of this thing is simple. Release the small steel ball from the top of the machine. There are many raised steel needles in the machine's disk. When the small steel ball falls, it will continue to collide with the nails in the disk, thereby changing the trajectory. If it can finally fall into the designated

position, you can get rewards.

The whole process is the result of the collision of steel balls without human intervention. It seems to be all about luck, so many gamblers are very fond of this game because they think no one will cheat and it is very fair.

But in fact, every pachinko machine is tested countless times from the beginning. It will not be mass-produced until it is proven that the winning rate is extremely low.

So this thing is a huge leek harvester. Occasionally, a lucky person will make some money, but the store will always make a profit no matter what.

Of course, the premise is that no one cheats.

Just today, a pachinko shop in Tokyo welcomed a cheater, a wall hanging who can really play with the air.

"I really have you, buddy!"

"There's nothing wrong with your machine..."

"Brother, let's shake hands and let me feel a little happy too!"

The machine in front of Zhuge Ping kept spitting out rewarded steel balls as if he had epileptic seizures.

No one would have thought that this young man only had 1,000 yen in his pocket when he stepped into the store.

“Up to this point in testing, it’s basically done.”

Zhuge Ping called the clerk and asked them to help redeem the steel balls he won as prizes.

The clerks queued up eagerly, carrying plastic basins filled with steel balls to the counter (this is a must-do, as publicizing a customer's success can encourage the surrounding gamblers to invest more eagerly)

, in exchange for a bunch of plastic "souvenirs". In the end, I had a little change, which I exchanged for oolong tea and snacks.

Please help me make a run for it. Zhuge Ping pushed the plastic souvenir directly in front of a store clerk.

"Okay, but please go to the convenience store opposite to hand over the money later. You can't see money in the store. This is our rule. Please forgive me."

"No problem."

Gambling is not legal in Japan, so the steel balls forced from pachinko shops can only be exchanged for "prizes" and cannot be exchanged for cash.

Then, near every pachinko shop, there will be a secret shop that specializes in "prize recycling" business.

That means taking off your pants and farting.

Zhuge Ping happened to be hungry, so he bought a bento in a convenience store. As soon as the bento was heated, the waiter from the Pachinko shop ran back and said breathlessly: "Hello, all your money is here."

It was packed in a black plastic bag with solid banknotes inside.

A total of 427,000 yen.

In fact, Zhuge Ping was very sure that if he had stayed in there for a few more hours, the debt of more than 3 million yen originally owed by Kaiji Ito would have been wiped out.

However, just now that I won at the end, someone from the store had already sent someone to keep an eye on me. If I hadn't just stopped when I saw a good thing, I would have been dragged to a small dark room to drink tea by now.

After all, every pachinko shop has a gang background.

It’s better to have less trouble.

"The number is correct," Zhuge Ping roughly counted and then handed over a bottle of oolong tea. "Drink some water to moisten your throat. I'm not in a hurry. You don't need to run so fast."

"Thank you. Actually, it's mainly because I'm very excited too. I've been working as a store clerk for several years and this is the first time I've seen someone win so much. Do you have any tips?"

"How is that possible? You should be very clear when opening a store. The probabilities of the machines are all set."

"That's why I'm surprised. Your performance today is nothing short of miraculous. You don't have the superpower to control small steel balls, right, like Xman?"

"How is that possible?" Zhuge Ping waved his hand, "This world is not a cartoon."

Although the winning is smooth, this is just the effect of "Lucky 10" in the face of pure probability gambling. Next, it is necessary to test whether "Lucky 10" will also affect other players in gambling that contains competitive elements.

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So Zhuge Ping took his money bag and went directly to a nearby mahjong parlor.

So...

"What a fool," Zhuge Ping pushed the card "Big Three Elements."

"What a fool, the four darknesses are all one color."

"What a fool, you can master the four treasures in one go."

"Nine Lotus Lanterns."

As his beard grew bigger and bigger, the faces of the poker players at the table became more and more disgusting.

The uncle who just lit the cannon slapped his right hand hard with his left hand, with an expression of "Why can't I control this hand?"

Zhuge Ping also determined that "lucky 10" can also affect the behavior of people betting against him.

The performance is that in the game just now, the other three companies almost turned into shooting machines, and they took turns sending out shots in a daze.

"The lucky necklace is valid for 30 days. In this way, at least the overnight cruise should be stable. What we need to plan now is to let more people pass the test while passing the test myself. The most ideal situation

Of course, as many people go up as they come down, after all, one person is worth 50 points."

Zhuge Ping planned, and with the dual confidence of "lucky 10" and "defense 500", he decided to do something big.

The kind that would piss off the organizer of a cruise ship gambling night.

The appointed time arrived quickly, and after a rigorous body search, Zhuge Ping finally boarded the cruise ship.

Except for Zhuge Ping, most of the "debtors" who boarded the ship had expressions of hopelessness.

They were all forced into desperation by debt, and came here with the idea of ​​​​"giving it all".

But now, they have generally begun to regret it.

People are often like this. They will make another mistake just to avoid one mistake.

However, in the low-pressure atmosphere, a fat man with a leisurely look mixed in.

Not long after, the "debtors" had all arrived.

A middle-aged man with a gloomy face and three boys in black suits and sunglasses walked in. One of the boys was pushing a small cart. The cart was covered with a white cloth to block the things stacked underneath.
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Zhuge Ping is very familiar with this kind of cart. He uses this kind of cart to move materials in the archives room.

"Everyone," the gloomy man said, "Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Let us start immediately, military loan!"

The boy pushing the car promptly lifted the cover on the car.

The items on the car were revealed - it was a neatly stacked pile of 10,000-yen bills. It was a square pile of money. At a glance, it looked like it contained roughly one billion yen.

"The upper limit of borrowing per person is 10 million, and the lower limit is 1 million. In other words, everyone has to borrow at least 1 million. And the interest rate is...
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