The Interstellar's Expert Plant Tamer

13

Not long after Xie Sen sent the message, he received a red packet from the other man. A whole 2,000. Xie Sen smiled and replied with a thank you, then went to the forum and anonymously placed 2,000 star coins on the ‘Go’ side.

The forum was abuzz within a few minutes after he placed his bet, for no other reason than that almost all the students who bet on this board were spectators, and very few of them bet more than 100.

The sudden appearance of a two thousand star coin bet was very shocking. Not to mention it was on the side where not many people were betting.

[Who is this Three Trees? Which rich and brainless second son of our school is this?]

[Student, you didn’t make a mistake by shaking your hand, did you?]

[Maybe he’s rich and capricious. The other side has such a low multiplier, and there’s no reward for winning.]

[Who’s here to win money? It’s all about the accuracy of the bets to get the title of Star City University’s King of Luck this year.]

[Yeah, I’m here for the title.]

Xie Sen looked at those echoing words, then read the description of the betting board. It turned out that every year, the forum would select the student with the most accurate bets according to the number of bets and the accuracy rate, and give the title of King of Luck with rich rewards.

No wonder so many people placed bets. Although the amount each person bet wasn’t much, since almost no one was on the opposite side, the odds rose up at once.

He finished his meal at exactly twelve o’clock. The bet was closed at five minutes past twelve. He simply sat in the far corner of the cafeteria with his back facing out, so that no one could see him. He kept his eyes on the clock. When there was still half a minute to go before the board was closed, the odds suddenly dropped a bit. As soon as he looked at it he froze. Then he saw the forum blow up once again.

[Someone actually put down 2k on the ‘Go’ side again. Is this too much money?]

[I’m at the arena now. A’Meng has arrived, no Scrap Xie in sight. I heard he turned in his exam half an hour ago. He probably fled the school long ago. Still betting on the ‘go’ side now, isn’t that silly?]

Xie Sen looked at the information of the latest student who had placed a bet. His anonymity was provincial and his personal information was empty.

At five minutes past twelve, the board closed, and the final multiplier for ‘Go’ was x128. Xie Sen calculated in his mind. 2,000 multiplied by 128 meant a total win of 256,000!

His whole body was stunned, as if he had won the jackpot. He closed the bracelet with joy, quickly left the cafeteria and went to the arena.

There were four rings in the arena, and he saw a large number of people surrounding the number one arena from afar. As soon as he walked in, he instantly felt countless gazes fall on him.

“Is that him?”

“It seems to be.”

“That’s him! Xie Sen was wearing this outfit during the exam.”

“I shouldn’t have been blind. He actually dared to come.”

“…” As Xie Sen approached, all sorts of chatter reached his ears. He was spitting madly in his heart. Did he look that wimpy?

“I thought you hid at home and cried under the covers!” The maroon-headed Mang scoffed as he clasped his hands to his chest.

Xie Sen walked up the stairs to the platform. It was large, and slightly higher than the flat ground with a good view.