Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities

Las Vegas, a city with two million residents, had become increasingly bustling due to the influx of tourists from all over the world who had arrived for the World King of Gamblers Championship. The streets and alleys were filled with visitors speaking languages from every corner of the globe, sounding incredibly exotic and peculiar.

The venue for the World King of Gamblers Championship wasn't situated in a hotel or a skyscraper, but in a spacious stadium, making it convenient for the audience to watch. Naturally, ticket sales were a substantial source of revenue. Of course, the event was also broadcast live around the world.

At that moment, Zhang Bin and his five companions walked into the stadium. They first headed to the registration area to collect their contestant badges and then made their way to the betting area to place their wagers. There were countless betting companies; every casino in Las Vegas accepted wagers.

"Betty, let's go to the biggest betting company," Zhang Bin said.

"Any betting company will do," Betty replied in surprise.

"Yeah, yeah, it doesn't make a difference which one we choose."

"All betting companies are wealthy."

Elsa, Marian, Ma Rufei, and Chen Chaoyue all chimed in. They were eager to get to their rooms for some fun and weren't particularly interested in betting.

"Smaller betting companies might not have enough capital. I'm afraid they won't be able to pay out the huge fortune we're going to win," Zhang Bin said with a wicked smile.

Everyone was torn between laughter and tears. Even Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue couldn't believe that Zhang Bin could win his bets, as the chances felt astronomically slim.

"I know the odds of winning aren't great, but what if we do? That's why we should be prepared," Zhang Bin said confidently.

"Alright then, let's go bet at Paradise Casino," Betty said with a sweet smile, persuaded by his logic.

Evidently, this Paradise Casino was the world's largest betting company. The company also had the backing of the Special Ability Organization, was financially powerful, and had a long-standing reputation for integrity.

Soon, they arrived at Paradise Casino. It was located on the first floor of a skyscraper and was so packed with people placing bets that it was hard to move. The walls were covered with electronic screens, densely packed with the names and numbers of the contestants one could bet on, along with brief introductions and, of course, the odds.

There were many experts participating in the World King of Gamblers Championship—about three thousand in total. Therefore, you could place a wager on any of the three thousand participants. You could bet on someone to place in the top hundred, top ten, top three, or even become the World King of Gamblers. The odds varied greatly; lesser-known contestants naturally fetched higher odds, while the odds for the favorites were quite low.

The main hall was buzzing with voices.

"Our American King of Gamblers, Buck, is definitely going to win the title. I'm betting ten thousand USD on him."

"But the Island Nation's King of Gamblers, Changdao Sheng, is incredible too. He's beaten Buck in a match before..."

"China's King of Gamblers, Li Yinuo, also has impressive gambling skills. He's one of the favorites to make the top ten..."

"The Brazilian Queen of Gamblers, Silva, is extraordinary as well. They say she's never met her match since her debut..."

"Ovich, the King of Gamblers from White Swan Country, is also very strong. He has swept the world gambling scene multiple times and is set to win the title this time..."

Finally, Zhang Bin found his name and number on a screen, only to become furious. Under the other contestants' names, there were wagers amounting to millions, even hundreds of millions or billions of USD. But next to his name was a big, fat zero. No one had bet on him at all.

What infuriated him even more was his comical introduction, which consisted of just two words: "from China." Nothing more. Not even a single complimentary remark. In reality, every contestant in the World King of Gamblers Championship was a renowned gambling expert with a splendid record of victories.

Zhang Bin had never shown his face in a casino before. The one time he was in one, back in the Island Nation, he hadn't even made a move—Noda Sayuri had done all the gambling on his behalf. Naturally, he wouldn't attract any attention, let alone any bets.

"Let's go to the VIP room," Zhang Bin said angrily.

The bets in the main hall were for small amounts. If you were wagering tens or hundreds of thousands of USD or more, you could use the VIP room. Zhang Bin wasn't just aiming for a good placement and the prize money; he also wanted to win more through betting. Otherwise, he would have a hard time earning the three billion USD he needed to pay back his two brothers.

Soon, they made their way to the VIP room. It was even more spacious and luxurious, but just as crowded. All five betting windows were surrounded by people. However, there were still many beautiful hostesses attending to customers, explaining the details.

A hostess seated Zhang Bin and his five companions on a sofa at a table and began a nonstop introduction of the most popular contestants to bet on.

"I want to bet on number three thousand, Zhang Bin," Zhang Bin said directly, not beating around the bush. "What are the odds for him placing in the top one hundred, the top ten, and becoming the World King of Gamblers, respectively?"

The hostess was stunned. It took her a good moment to recover before saying, "The odds for this contestant are very high. Our company has currently set them at 1:200, 1:500, and 1:1000, respectively."

I've struck it rich! I've really struck it rich this time! Zhang Bin shouted excitedly in his mind. Although he wasn't sure he could win the title of World King of Gamblers, he was confident he could make it into the top one hundred. That meant if he bet one million USD on himself to make the top hundred, he would win two hundred million USD. Afterward, if he felt confident about making it into the top ten, he could use his winnings to place another bet.

"Then I'll bet one million USD," Zhang Bin said without hesitation. "On Zhang Bin to enter the top one hundred."

He actually wanted to bet more, but he hadn't brought much money this time—only a million USD. Besides, things could still go wrong, so a million USD was by no means a small sum. After all, there were too many masters competing.

"What? You're betting one million USD on number 3000, Zhang Bin?"

Even though the hostess had seen her share of strange and eccentric gamblers, she had never seen such a fool before. She couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

Everyone in the VIP room heard her and turned to stare.

"Fools are born every year, but this year seems to have more than its share."

"A fool and his money are soon parted. This guy must be the poster child for that, right?"

"Betting on Zhang Bin is like betting on the sun to rise in the west."

Zhang Bin and his group naturally heard the comments and were so angry they could have spit blood.

Zhang Bin glared at the hostess and said irritably, "What's so surprising about that?"

"My apologies, my apologies," the hostess, who had decent professional composure, said, immediately apologizing. She then asked, "May I ask if you are a contestant?"

This is bad. Can it be that contestants aren't allowed to bet? A bad feeling welled up in Zhang Bin's heart, but he wasn't too worried, since he could have Ma Rufei and the others place the bet for him.

Therefore, he immediately replied, "Yes, I am a contestant."

"Ah, then there's a special rule for you," the hostess said with a smile. "Contestants are only allowed to bet on themselves."

"That's exactly what I'm doing," Zhang Bin replied. "I'm betting on myself."

The hostess was flabbergasted. So were all the other clients and casino staff. A moment later, they all burst into mocking laughter.