
Electronic Ghost King
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"The probability of flipping a coin is 1 in 2." Arnold frowned and left the proud old stall owner. When I put on my cloak and walked out of the awning into the rain, I could still hear the old man's hoarse, electric laugh behind me. The electronic wallet in the upper right corner shows that he has lost all his wages today. He came back once a week, and each time he lost a day's wages. Search for the unique prize card among thousands of virtual cards, while resetting the card every time you draw it. There is even a general chance that every time you draw a card, you will get nothing. In order to get the first prize from the old man - an identity card to escape from the ant nest. This is impossible to win. Arnold said to himself. All the money invested is like being thrown into the garbage. But why? Arnold raised his head and looked at the top of his head against the burning acid rain. Endless black buildings spiral upward, and the flashing neon lights make it look like daylight. The exhaust gas weaves clouds and mist, turns into rain and falls, hitting the lowest layer. In just a few seconds, Arnold felt severe pain on his face, and then lowered his head. Even looking up was painful. "The probability of flipping a coin is 1 in 2." Arnold said to himself.
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