So when he shakes the dice, the energy consumed is something others wouldn't even dare think about. These 2.5 Contribution Points aren't even enough to shoo away a beggar.
"Cough cough..."
President Zhao looked at the pathetically small number of Contribution Points and felt his vision blur. But he had no choice; he had to continue. When he shook for three minutes and hit the table with a bang, Zhao Qingtian was already feeling very uncomfortable, as if even his soul was injured.
Liu Chen looked at it, and this time the points were fairly normal, two sixes and one five, totaling seventeen points.
Liu Chen pretended to look casually at Liu Chen, and sure enough, he saw that Zhao Qingtian's bet was not as accurate anymore, this time it was fifteen points.
"I'll guess fourteen points!"
