"I said you will die, the probability is 100%. Do you want to take a gamble and shoot me?"
At the card table, the young man smiled into his gun. There was a sixteen-sided "dice of fate" spinning in his eyes.
In the wasteland, everyone is there——
Deformed monsters, evil demons, and evil gods disguised as humans.
Lu Xiao is different.
He is a lunatic, crazy enough to gamble with anything.
From the underworld to the wilderness, from the Federation to the Empire, the dice kept turning, and the reputation of the "Masked Fool" began to spread.
When he used the remains of the "Crimson Scourge" as a sacrifice and completed the promotion ritual to reach the seventh level of the "Despot" sequence, the whole world celebrated.
"Praise the great Lord of Destiny. No one can hear your true name, but your virtues are known all over the world. May there be no true words in the wasteland, and may deceit spread in the world."
Some people began to pray like this in the wasteland.
No one knows that what they are kneeling on is not a god, but a madman who smiles at the gun...
