Chapter 592

Chapter 592: Controlling the Odds

Thomasen clearly had some experience in how to manipulate and guide the odds. In the early stages of betting, he successfully lowered the odds significantly with just 100 million low-grade immortal stones, attracting a lot of attention and discussion from the audience.

After that, he began to slowly place bets—tens of thousands, then hundreds of thousands—continuously wagering on Yi Chen’s victory.

Meanwhile, the Shadow King, along with the Shadow King, successfully located items that had belonged to the Flame Tribe fighter. Using tracking methods, they determined he was in the palace complex provided by the coliseum.

After a thorough search, the Shadow King not only found the exact palace of the Flame Tribe fighter but also confirmed that in the entire palace complex, the coliseum only had one level 200 strong fighter stationed there.

With the stealth techniques of the Shadow King, a level 200 strong fighter from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe was easy to approach silently.

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"What on earth? Why are so many people still believing there’s insider information?"

"Yeah! I was thinking of placing a bet too, waiting for the odds to rise again, then betting on Yi Chen’s victory because he’s a genius of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe! But the odds just won’t go up!"

"Could it be that many people are betting on him being a genius of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe? That he can ignore the Flame Tribe’s advantage and defeat them?"

"If the odds are only around 2 to 1, betting on him seems unworthy. After all, to win, you would have to bet on him being a genius of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe."

"The key point is, even if he’s a genius, he might not win! This Flame Tribe fighter is undoubtedly a talent from the Flame Tribe."

"When the odds for the Flame Tribe fighter are also at 1.9 to 1, betting on him to win seems better."

"Indeed!"

Over an hour later, the attention on Yi Chen’s match increased rather than decreased.

The reason was that many spectators who initially wanted to follow the trend and bet on him alongside the 100 million low-grade immortal stones were shocked to find that the odds had not increased.

This led most of the audience to change their minds and either decided to bet elsewhere or placed their bets on the Flame Tribe fighter’s victory.

On the other side, after the odds for Yi Chen’s victory began to rise, Thomasen increased his betting frequency.

He gradually brought the odds back down, ensuring that most of the audience chose to bet on the Flame Tribe fighter.

In just two or three hours since betting opened, the total amount wagered soared, even surpassing that of a level 180 life-and-death duel happening at the same time.

This raised the attention of this battle once again.

The total betting amount quickly increased.

No matter how the resources and treasures for the Flame Tribe fighter’s victory increased, Thomasen continuously followed up with his bets, consistently raising his betting frequency.

This made some seasoned gamblers catch a whiff of a big shot controlling the situation from behind the scenes, secretly placing their bets on Yi Chen’s victory.

Because the larger the betting amount, the more it indicated that a big shot firmly believed that the Tree-Dwelling Tribe would certainly win this battle.

Such situations were not uncommon in various coliseums.

Some big shots lacking resources and treasures, wanting to profit from the coliseum, were reluctant to participate directly for fear of damaging their reputation or encountering risks.

Therefore, they would have the talented members of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe participate in life-and-death battles while placing heavy bets on them to win, thus profiting significantly.

In such cases, following a big shot to bet offered a great chance of winning.

Of course, it was not absolute.

In the coliseum, unexpected events and desperate counterattacks with the weak defeating the strong are never new.

With Yi Chen’s odds of winning always low, even though these seasoned veterans sensed an opportunity, none dared to place heavy bets, only making small bets on Yi Chen.

Throughout the betting, it was still Thomasen wagering against countless spectators. As interest grew, the betting amounts continued to rise.

Only the person in charge of the Stag Coliseum and a few staff members truly understood this. Standing on the coliseum’s interest, they naturally hoped for higher betting amounts each match, as the more money bet, the higher the coliseum’s commission.

To promote an increase in betting amounts, the coliseum adopted an anonymous betting method. Each fighter could pay a certain deposit to receive a special Space Stone with unique functions.

The resources and treasures within the Space Stone could only be added, not removed, and the video clip would be sent to the coliseum staff.

Betters only needed to place their resources and treasures into the Space Stone, and the staff could evaluate the value of the bet based on the video clip, then convert it into immortal stones for announcement.

The data published would only show each betting amount and the latest odds, without revealing the identity of the bettors.

The main reason for this was to help betters hide their identities, reducing the chances of being targeted after winning and claiming their rewards. It also prevented heavy betters from causing a rush that could lower the odds, making it challenging for them if they won and the odds did not meet expectations.

If the odds were not high enough, no one would want to make big bets. Conversely, if someone secretly placed heavy bets, the odds would appear profitable, attracting more spectators to bet and significantly increasing the total betting amount.

“Master, sixty billion mid-grade spirit stones have already been bet. There are still three to four hours until betting ends. The odds will only go higher. Should we continue betting?”

After fifteen or sixteen hours, even Thomasen felt nervous and shaky and could only message Mares for advice. For his strength realm at one hundred ninety level, sixty billion mid-grade immortal stones was a terrifying sum.

“Idiot, what is sixty billion mid-grade immortal stones? His Majesty cannot lose. Even if, by some accident, he loses everything, as long as the Shadow King and I succeed in rescuing him, you will not be blamed. Resources and treasures mean nothing; the focus is on His Majesty’s safety. If he runs into any trouble, not only will you be in trouble, but I will be in trouble too.”

“So, bet as much as you can. Once that runs out, I have more here. Just do as His Majesty commands and complete it without any discounts.”

Mares thought his subordinate was foolish, not understanding what to truly worry about.

Getting a little shaky over sixty billion mid-grade immortal stones seemed ridiculous to him. He estimated that the Shadow King definitely gave Thomasen all the ordinary resources and treasures obtained from the Time Tribe warriors, Ka Yue Tribe warriors, and even Morris.

The total value would be no less than one hundred million mid-grade immortal stones, which converts to trillions in low-grade.

Sixty billion mid-grade spirit stones was barely even a fraction of that.

“I understand…” Thomasen was startled by these words.

He wanted to ask what kind of figure His Majesty was, but thought better of it. He realized he was not qualified to know at all, at least not now.

After ending the call, he no longer hesitated in his betting. Yet, his mood grew more anxious.

Now, he worried not about losing due to high bets, but rather whether even Mares and the Shadow King would be able to rescue Yi Chen in time if they lost.

The arena, after all, was equipped with defensive barriers. Even the strong could not break through in a short time.