Gambling is, to put it bluntly, a zero-sum game, in which the loser loses as much as the winner gains in strict competition.

If two people with billions of dollars gamble against each other, the gambling time will be extended indefinitely, even if one of them is completely bankrupt, the sum of the two people's property will not change in the slightest.

For the disciples of the Yun family, this kind of "zero-sum" business is the most inferior business.

What is even worse than a "zero-sum" business is a "negative-sum" business.

For example, in the same gambling, this time it is not two people who bet, but a middleman is called to be fair, and every time the winner wins, he will give this middleman a little "color".

Suppose that this middleman is the casino, this lottery is the rake, or these two people with billions of money bet against each other, then as the gambling time is extended, the total wealth of the two will become less and less.

This kind of "negative sum" business is usually the worst business in the long run, which is why Sister Xiu'er has always looked down on Tang Luo's self-proclaimed God of Gambling.

"Isn't it a shame to go to the gambling house to gamble with a group of ordinary people who have fallen into the eyes of money?"

Sister Xiu'er pushed Tang Luo's wheelchair into a secluded alley, and said as she walked: "There is no house, can't you build it yourself, sister is a martial artist! The disciples of the Yun clan specialize in cloud hands, but not just for fighting!"

"A spiritual skill that is not strong in combat power has no soul!"

As a master who has been deeply studying martial arts for many years, Tang Luo feels that he can't agree with Sister Xiu'er in this matter: "Build a more complex spiritual power model, find the strongest explosive spiritual power wave frequency, design the fastest and fastest meridian route, and finally have to carry out countless actual combat verification and fine-tuning, what is the point of such a painstaking spiritual skill if you don't pursue faster and stronger power!"

"But even if you are a professional martial artist, can you spend more time fighting in your life than you can live?"

Sister Xiu'er burst into her soul: "All the masters who study martial arts, like you, devote all their energy to how to pursue faster and stronger destructive spiritual skills, but what about creation, even Chaochang, who encourages scientific research techniques the most, the spiritual skills of craftsmen have not improved for decades, not because today's constructive and functional spiritual skills have reached their peak, but because the best spiritual power researchers in the world are all engaged in destructive spiritual power research." ”

"But what is the world like now, the combined attack of a martial arts team of the Hao clan can urge the city, and the strong man of the grandmaster is a walking natural disaster, not to mention above the royal realm. ”

Unconsciously the two who came to a small high ground outside the city stopped, and Sister Xiu'er pointed to a gorgeous canopy in the distance and said: "Do you see that colorful heavenly dome, it's not a spectacle, but a trace of the battle between the two holy kings, and the canopy will be shattered with just one blow." If the broken sky is not replenished in time, the gravitational pull of the void will form a vortex that devours all things, and the vitality of heaven and earth, flowers and plants, pavilions and pavilions will all turn into ashes, and it will become a desolate and dead place. ”

"Tell me, what is the result of the constant pursuit of psionic destructive power?"

Looking at the colorful sky, Sister Xiu'er said quietly: "If one day, a shocking war breaks out, under the hands of this group of strong men, Longzhou may not be able to hold on for a day and will become a wasteland." And at that time, except for some strong people who can cross the void, how should ordinary people live. At that time, even if those talented researchers want to rebuild the world, it may be too late. ”

Tang Luo was only silent, as an excellent spiritual skill researcher, he couldn't refute Sister Xiu'er's words, because he knew that what the other party said was probably the reality.

Don't talk about others, just himself, if the thirty-six Falling Yuyuan Magnetic Beads are desperate to operate, the Thunder Storm can cover a state capital!

If it was used for slaughter, he couldn't imagine the efficiency of that kind of slaughter, and the same was true of the several Grandmasters he had seen.

Movement is to attract the evil qi of the earth's veins, hook up the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and once the power explodes, it can easily collapse mountains and mountains, turn over rivers and rivers.

Not to mention the higher-level King Realm powerhouse, the Saint King powerhouse, once the Han clan returns to restoration, Longzhou will inevitably become a battlefield.

And just by looking at Ji Fu now, you can know that he is not only more mature when he has lost his childishness, but also more ruthless.

A few years ago, Ji Fu would never use Xu Lao to win in order to deal with Wang Chan, but now Ji Fu has no hesitation.

Longzhou is destined to become a battlefield, and the center of the battlefield is the king realm and the grandmaster, and even the soldiers have to start from the fierce realm.

But those weak ordinary people don't need to be close to the battlefield, just the roar caused by the fluctuation of spiritual skills can shatter their viscera.

And the reason why Tang Luo worked so hard was just to be able to protect the whole clan from harm at that time.

Just such a responsibility often overwhelms him, but Xiu'er's compassion is for the entire people of Longzhou, what kind of powerlessness should it be.

"Hahaha, doesn't it seem stupid to say these things suddenly!" Sister Xiu'er stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly: "There are tall people on top when the sky falls, I believe that the masters of the Holy Land will not watch the lives of Longzhou go to misery, let's solve the problem of food and accommodation first!"

Turning the wheelchair, this is a low hill full of shrubs and weeds, Sister Xiu'er said proudly: "This was originally the back mountain of Zhangjia Village, and then Chaochang expanded, and the whole village was incorporated into the city, this hill is also barren, and it is a stick of incense away from Beicheng, and there is absolutely no problem to build a hut here!"

"Just let you see, the correct way to use the cloud hand!"

Sister Xiu'er fixed Tang Luo's wheelchair, then clapped her hands and walked towards the messy coffin, and her sleeve robe flicked out with dozens of clouds, or grabbing, pulling, or chopping.

A small patch of bushes was cleared out by dividing it by two, and the waste was stacked on the side.

Tang Luo once commented that the power of the cloud hand is average, and it is a little laborious to use it to break tendons and bones, but it is easy to use it to remove weeds and coffins.

It didn't take long for Yun Xiu, who had cleared out the entire bushes, to nod with satisfaction, turned his head to Tang Luo and said, "You wait here, I'll go get some wood and come over, take care of these bushes and vines, don't be stolen!"

Tang Luo really wanted to roll his eyes, he didn't believe that on this kind of small barren mountain, who would covet this kind of wood and rattan waste, the other party said this is nothing more than taking care of his own feelings, trying to make himself appear less wasteful, this is a delicate thing that makes people speechless.