According to Ai Ou's original plan, he wanted to rob the existence of the professionals themselves, including Ling Qing.
Then we use our respective existences as targets and channels to plunder the power of existence from all worlds.
Slowly evolve this world by yourself.
But in this bet, Lingqing took the obligations and benefits out of Ai Ou's hands and shared them equally with everyone.
Let everyone have autonomy.
Actively participate in the evolved world, but at the same time you are also eligible to receive benefits.
For Ai Ou, he sacrificed the possibility of getting all the benefits, but in exchange for the opportunity to accelerate the evolution of the world.
Which one is good or which one is bad depends entirely on how he thinks about it.
But in his opinion, it's not that unacceptable.
First of all, I can't help Lingqing, so I can only compromise.
Secondly, who said that in this bet, as the banker, there is no possibility of taking all?
It all depends on human effort.
After all, this world is his own.
If you win the bet, not only will you get all the benefits, but you will also complete the accelerated evolution of the world and save a lot of time.
He had been wiped out by the Taoist and Buddhist families as three professional guardian gods, and he was still willing to bring Ling Qing, Liao Fan, and Zhang Yuanbai over, which was a gamble in itself.
Therefore, although there is a passive component to participating in this gamble, there is also the possibility of failure.
But the benefits are also obvious.
The bets were placed, the gold pool was filled, with Lingqing and Ai Ou as the main players, and the other professionals as supplements, everyone sealed the gambling table.
Next, it is time to evolve this world according to everyone's respective bets.
In this process, everyone can cooperate with each other, or they can secretly plot against others and plunder other people's achievements.
Until the moment when the entire world was completely evolved, the results of this gamble were officially sealed.
At that time, whoever occupies the most will get the reward from the gold pool.
Before that, if you feel that you have no chance of winning and you are sure of leaving this world, you can also choose to plunder the existing benefits and escape.
Of course, apart from Ling Qing, there is probably no one else who can do this.
If Lingqing wants to escape, he only needs to withstand Ai Ou's obstruction.
The others were not qualified to stop him.
If others want to do this, they must withstand the obstruction of Ling Qing and Ai Ou.
The rest of the people may not have this ability.
After the gambling game was sealed, everyone left the communication platform one after another, thinking in their own minds.
In a jungle, Orochimaru stood quietly on an ancient tree hugged by dozens of people, his eyes flashing.
He joined forces with Cherry and others to occupy 35% of the share.
The best thing to obtain is the 35% share they jointly own.
However, when to start, how much can you get, and whether you can hold all or more of the shares in your hands until the closing time.
This is something to think about.
In his opinion, the two people who can truly win the bet are Ling Qing and Ai Ou.
Others simply don't have this opportunity, including himself.
Then, he hoped that Lingqing would win.
At least he has experience working with Lingqing, and Ai Ou is not a good choice.
"What are you thinking about?" A familiar voice sounded from beside him.
Orochimaru was not panicked, he turned around and saw that it was indeed Olidamara.
"I'm wondering how many of the twelve professionals have cooperated with you, and how many of them are under your control."
"What do you think?"
Orochimaru's eyes flashed, and his long tongue stretched out, turned in a circle and then slowly retracted it.
A hoarse yet calm voice slowly sounded: "Druids, mages, and monks are out of your control, so much so that I need to come forward to invite them.
You have zero grasp on them.
The druids even turned against the guests, and in turn controlled half of the power in the world.
Christianity is not weak either, so there is a high chance that paladins and priests will have a cooperative relationship with you.
Others are probably controlled, it just depends on how much autonomy they have. "
"You guessed it right." Olidamara looked at him with a smile, her broken hair flying in front of her forehead, and said, "But that was before, and now the situation has turned."
"Qualifications!" Orochimaru paused and thought for a moment: "Qualifications to participate in the gambling game!"
"Smart!" Olidamara nodded and said, "If you compare your current behavior to creating the world.
All of you who participate in the gamble are the Creators who have the authority to create the world.
What you have is real authority.
And now, we are your creations, waiting to be 'created' by you.
Life and death are in your hands, what qualifications do you think we have to occupy sovereignty? "
"Not all gods have this understanding, right?"
"Of course, some gods are used to being aloof and are unwilling to lower their heads anymore."
"how about you?"
"Me?" Olidamara smiled and said, "I am very aware of current affairs."
"So……"
Orochimaru stretched out a hand, looked at him and said, "Happy cooperation!"
"Snapped!"
Olidamara reached out and gave him a high-five and said, "Happy cooperation!"
"Next, let's make your presence known while everyone has just formed an alliance." Orochimaru chuckled.
"I think if there is a god who is willing to give everyone a test, I think everyone will not refuse."
"Okay, do you need my help to get you something during this process?"
"No need. Sometimes, when things are placed in other people's hands, we can use them more easily." Orochimaru's figure slowly disappeared into the shadow of the ancient tree, and his voice slowly floated in the air.
"Cooperation can lead to a win-win situation, and only investment in experiments can produce correct results."
"Hehehe!" Olidamara chuckled softly and followed Orochimaru into the shadows.
In a prosperous and bright city, people come and go on the streets, running for their own purposes.
A huge and bright building exudes a more dazzling and majestic light in this already bright city.
This is the temple of Tyr, the god of justice.
Not far away, there were two people in a restaurant near the square, looking through the window.
One of them is a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, with a cross hanging on his chest, a book in his hand, and a hammer at his waist.
One is a young man with blond hair, wearing armor, and holding a long sword.
The two men were Pastor David Paul and Paladin John Cohen.
John stared at the door of the Temple of Justice and said, "Why did you come to him first?"
"Because his righteousness has nothing to do with who rules." David's voice was very gentle, which may have something to do with his frequent preaching.
“The glory of the Lord is about to take root in this barren land, and we need a person with a righteous heart to protect this glory.
Tyr, he hopes to bring order to the place of disorder, and we will also bring light to this place that is not covered by the glory of the Lord.
Evil will be judged by Him, and darkness will be cast out by us. "
