"If you firmly disagree with the bet, you can only act in accordance with the rules of our store."
Two strong men, one on the left and one on the right, lifted Xia Qingchen up and said, "Sir, we have to send you to the cell to wake up first, but we cannot guarantee that you can come out alive."
Xia Qingchen was "frightened out of his wits" and hurriedly said: "Wait! I'll bet, can't I bet?"
The two strong men put it down and smiled knowingly.
There is no fat sheep here that doesn't obey orders.
The boss showed his kind smile again, took out a form and placed it in front of Xia Qingchen: "What level do you want to bet on?"
On the form, eight items are clearly marked.
The first is to refine the lowest level of space nirvana. If the refining is successful, one hundred grains of space sand will be given as a gift. If it fails, the refiner will have to compensate the shop for one thousand grains of space sand, which is ten grains of space sand when converted into currency.
gold coin.
This is ten years of savings for ordinary people, and that’s even if they live frugally.
The second type is to refine a space nirvana that is slightly higher than the previous one. If it succeeds, two hundred grains of space sand will be sent to you. If it fails, you will be compensated with twenty gold coins.
By analogy, the highest project is to refine a large-scale space nirvana the size of a building. If it succeeds, you will be given a thousand grains of space sand. If it fails, you will be compensated with a hundred gold coins.
This is really a huge profit!
The shop will lose at most one pair of space nirvana materials, and the cost will not exceed one-fiftieth of the compensation.
If the other party is not a spiritual master, there is no need to waste even a grain of space sand.
"Sir, please choose a betting project." The boss smiled.
Xia Qingchen looked ugly and hesitantly chose the first one: "That's it, I'll lose ten gold coins at most."
But the boss covered this one with his palm and said: "The first one won't work."
"Why?" Xia Qingchen asked.
The boss said: "You just said that you are asking for 10,000 grains of space sand. This project does not meet your requirements."
Xia Qingchen gritted his teeth: "If the first one doesn't work, then I'll choose the second one."
"No way!"
The boss looked convinced that Xia Qingchen was convinced. He moved his fingers on the spot, clicked on the eighth item, and said, "How about this!"
The eighth one, once you lose, you have to pay a full one hundred gold coins.
This is enough to make most people bankrupt, spend their entire lives paying off debts, and become repayment slaves of shops.
"Ah? Don't be kidding!" Xia Qingchen said: "How can I refine it?"
The boss smiled lightly and said: "Whether it is refined or not is your business. Sign the agreement first."
Xia Qingchen shook his head: "It's impossible. To take a step back, I'm talking about 10,000 grains of space sand. The eighth item only gives away 1,000 grains. This is inconsistent with my requirements."
The boss chuckled, then picked up the pen and directly changed the number on it, changing one thousand to ten thousand, and said: "Okay?"
Xia Qingchen turned livid with anger and said: "If I win, how can I be sure that you will definitely give me the space sand? No matter how you look at it, I can only lose but not win."
The boss waved his hand: "You can rest assured that we are a regular store and are protected by law! As long as you sign this agreement, we will contact the Notary Office of the Kingdom of China and submit the agreement and Ten Thousand Space Sands to you.
The collateral will be collected together.”
"Moreover, people from the notary office will notarize the whole process, so you don't have to worry about fairness."
Of course they didn't hesitate to invite a notary to supervise the victory that was so easy.
Anyway, Xia Qingchen couldn't win.
Xia Qingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was, firstly, that after the refining was successful, the other party would refuse to acknowledge his debt, and secondly, he would refuse to redeem the items in the bet.
"Okay, I'll sign and give it a try," Xia Qingchen said.
The boss just laughed. He had seen too many similar people, and they all wanted to perform a miracle of turning a dead horse into a living horse doctor.
But it turns out that there are never any miracles in the world.
There is no one who loses his pants!
The boss brought the agreement: "Okay!"
The two parties quickly signed an agreement, and the gambling items were 10,000 space sand and a Dayan sword respectively.
The boss quickly contacted an older public official using his telegraph device.
On the opponent's chest, there is a very clear word embroidered on it - Palace of National Instruments.
The Palace of National Instruments is the official organization of the Kingdom of God, and its members are all spiritual masters from all over the world.
The meaning of Guoqi Palace is the important weapon of the country.
There is also a three-color fishtail logo on the old man's collar in front of him.
That is a badge that can only be issued by the three-star spiritual master of the National Instrument Palace!
"Hey, Mr. Dong, you are here in person this time." The boss immediately stood up to greet me with a somewhat polite look on his face.
Mr. Dong said with a serious smile: "The agreement is about gambling goods."
The boss presented all three items, the old man put them into a special space nirvana, and then took out a piece of paper and read it out step by step.
"Both parties signed a gambling agreement on the basis of fairness and voluntariness. Dong Qiuhang, a member of the National Instruments Hall of the Notary Office, will notarize this gambling agreement as a notary."
After saying that, he put the paper on the table and said, "If you two have no objections, please sign and pledge it."
The two immediately signed and stamped their signatures. The old man took it back, looked at the time and said, "Let's get started!"
The boss was not swayed by the old man's emotions at all, because Mr. Dong seemed to be a serious man, but in fact, he had been bribed by him a long time ago.
Not to mention that Xia Qingchen couldn't refine a large-scale space nirvana. Even if he could refine it, Mr. Dong, a three-star spiritual master in the National Artifact Palace, could make it worthless with just a few casual comments.
When the time comes, he will be the victor.
He was definitely going to take that Dayan Sword.
The boss pointed to ten independent small rooms and said: "Just pick a refining room that you think is suitable."
Xia Qingchen looked at it and chose a new refining room.
"Okay, then we are ready to start." The boss sent a gourd and said: "In it are two hundred grains of space sand needed to refine a large space nirvana. You must complete the refining within half an hour."
"If it doesn't work, it's a failure."
Xia Qingchen nodded, took the gourd, and closed the door.
He opened the gourd, but didn't dare to look inside. It was all filled with space sand containing space attributes.
If some of it gets into your eyes, that's terrible!
It can range from scratching the eyes, causing blindness, to severe cases entering the skull, causing irreversible and permanent damage to the brain.
Refining a nirvana with space attributes is a dangerous job.
Xia Qingchen used Heavenly Fire and directly wrapped the gourd.
Under the raging sky fire, the gourd was burned directly into black smoke, and all the space sand contained in it poured out one by one.
But when it was poured out, it was enveloped by the heavenly fire, and not a single particle escaped.
Under the strong influence of the sky fire, the space sand had nowhere to go. It was burned violently and slowly melted into a crystal liquid.