"What, are you a dealer?"

The cookie, who was originally holding Bai Tong's neck, was so scared that she sat on the ground, then quickly got up and hid behind Yang Ni with trembling trembling.

Yang Ni raised his hands and the golden shield and silver sword appeared instantly.

The few people who were originally sitting together immediately divided into two camps.

One side was the old man Baitong who was still sitting on the chair and drinking tea leisurely.

The other party was to stay away from this table as far as possible, Yang Ni and others huddled by the wall.

Bai Tong drank the tea in the cup in one go, reached out and picked up the teapot on one side and added another cup for himself, and said lightly: "In your heart, what kind of existence do card dealers are?"

Speaking of card dealers, the image that first appeared in Yang Ni's heart was that was extremely terrifying. Just looking at it, you could turn people into a pile of rotten meat. Secondly, the huge wooden man who was cruel by nature and enjoyed killing.

In short, it seems that the dealers should all exist as enemies of the dying person.

Without waiting for their answer, Bai Tong said again: "In fact, the purpose of the dealer's existence is very simple, to ensure that a Huangquan game can continue smoothly. Therefore, they may be the referees of the game, the final monster to be dealt with in the game, or they may be just a key prop in the game, or even the manager who restricts monster movements in the game."

Yang Ni vaguely understood what he meant and asked in confusion: "Then if you don't stay in the Huangquan game, how could you appear on Huangquan Street?"

In his mind, the dealer should be part of the game, just like a computer program, and will become nothing as the game ends. I absolutely did not expect that one day I would drink tea with a dealer in my store.

Bai Tong looked like an old naughty boy and blinked and said, "Why can't it? I just went out and met many colleagues. Have you never thought about whether you are choosing the Huangquan game or the Huangquan game is choosing you?"

Yang Ni thought to himself: "What do you mean is that the dealer will also walk out of the game field and observe the players secretly?"

Bai Tong shook his head: "It is actually not accurate to say that it is an observation. You may not know that compared to other places in the dying place, this street is really a place full of human feelings. Sometimes, you can learn a lot of things after you go out."

As he said that, a look of longing and yearning appeared in his eyes, and his aura became much softer.

Yang Ni felt slightly relieved, and it seemed that the dealer in front of him did not want to take action here.

After thinking for a while, Yang Ni asked, "Since that's the case, what is your purpose in proactively proving your identity?"

Bai Tong said: "It's very simple. I think your small shop is interesting, especially the two children are also very cute, so I want to help you."

"It's that simple, will the dealer be so kind?" Bai Ye leaned out of the crowd and said, then quickly huddled behind the spider.

"Of course," Bai Tong didn't care too much and continued: "I came this time mainly because I was betting with a disgusting guy that he designed a game, and no one could pass it, but I didn't believe it, so I wanted to find someone to pass the game."

"What's the benefit for us?" Yang Ni asked again, not completely believing what the old man said.

"The benefits are obvious. As long as some of you can help me win this bet, I will upgrade his store to level 4."

"You dealers have such great power?" Yang Ni was determined to hinder his words. He would never let such a good opportunity to communicate with the local living beings in the dying place.

Bai Tong's eyes became a little lonely: "Maybe it wasn't possible before, but now, except for the guys from the judges, no one cares about such a thing that happened in the corner of the dying place."

"Judgment Team?" Yang Ni still remembered that the King of Hell had told him that the "Judgment Day" was about to come, and I wonder if there was any relationship between the two.

The old man seemed to realize something and said vaguely: "This is not something you should consider. OK, the situation is very clear now. You are facing a problem, and I have a way to solve this problem. As for whether to do it or not, the right to choose is entirely in your hands."

He raised the teacup in his hand: "However, time is precious. I hope you can give me an answer before I finish this cup of tea."

For everyone in Hope Noodle Restaurant, if the store level can be upgraded to level 4 in a short period of time, in addition to a loud slap in the face of "Huangquan Antou", it actually has more realistic significance.

Without mentioning the real benefits brought by the store skills, I hope that the noodle shop will likely become a leader in Huangquan Street, and it is not impossible to even compete with Huangquan Antou.

And in this way, if someone on the street wants to enter Fengcheng Town, he can only use Hope Noodle Restaurant. Hope Noodle Restaurant’s appeal will undoubtedly rise to a very high level. Yang Ni and others will receive strong support from all parties both inside and outside the game.

Now, the only thing Yang Ni has to worry about is how credible what he said is the old man who claims to be a dealer. Moreover, what he meant in his words should be related to a certain bet, but in the final analysis, he still has to complete a game.

I just don't know how difficult this game is.

It is still in the negotiation stage and there is nothing to hide. Yang Ni directly asked out the doubts in his heart.

Bai Tong took a sip of tea and said lightly: "The difficulty of the Huangquan game depends on the strength level of the players participating in the game. This is the basic rule of the place of dying, and no one can change it. To put it more vividly, as long as you are on Huangquan Street, you cannot receive a game with a difficulty of more than 8."

"What you mean is that the highest difficulty we have to accept next is 8?" Yang Ni felt relieved.

He just won the game of Plum Blossom 8. Even if he and his friends play another game of the same difficulty, he still has great confidence to win.

Bai Tong poured the last little tea into his mouth and said sly: "When did I tell you that the next game is for you to participate in?"

"What do you mean? Aren't we going to participate together?" Bai Ye said in surprise.

This matter has been a matter of the entire store of "Hope Noodle Restaurant". Why didn't they face the challenges together in the end?

Yang Ni frowned. It seemed that this game would have certain restrictions on the number of participants, so it would have to be treated with caution.

"Then how many people can we have at most?"

Bai Tong gently placed the empty tea cup on the table, pushed the chair away and stood up, picked up the hat and buckled it on his head, turned around and walked out of the store.

"Only one!"

"One, isn't that a single player game? How is this possible!" Spider has experienced the largest number of game games, reaching more than 30 games. In fact, she has lived on Huangquan Street for more than two months, but she has never heard of a single player game.

Bai Tong's hand had already grabbed the ball-shaped door handle, gently pushed the door open, and one foot was about to step out of the store.

"I accept your terms!"
Chapter completed!