The muddy area has a population of 1.2 billion, three million living resources, and more than 10 million "cave halls". These "cave halls" are divided into 12 districts according to the clock. In order to facilitate calculation and management, capsule gambling games have opened gambling games in each district. The bets in each district are relatively high, and each of them will give birth to their own championships. Because there are too many participants, even if they are calculated at five minutes per game, the huge number of participants will make people play for days and nights. Therefore, each clock area is divided into 600 communities. Each community will have a gambling king and a champion. They will get the right to live in a large house of 160 square meters for one month.

To put it bluntly, the so-called gambling game is actually similar to the nature of an underground boxing match. The difference is that the number of gamblers participating in the gambling game is equal to the number of people who will fight. Just like betting, each gambler can choose a contestant to bet. If the bet is right, he will receive the same accommodation reward as the contestant. But if the bet is wrong, he needs to deliver his own chips.

For the people in the slums, the only bargaining chip they can get is their own life.

What is most lacking in slums is human life.

The capsule gambling game starts in the middle of the month and lasts for three days. The gambling game stops after the three-day game. It will not be held again until the middle of the next month. At that time, those who have won the gambling game can choose not to participate in the game or continue to participate. In fact, few people will be willing to return to the dirty, smelly, crowded and chaotic cave hall after enjoying a month of alone and stable sleep.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

And Zhao Zhuo happened to be the kind of person who can calmly "from extravagance to frugality".

He had lived in the capsule apartment when he was very young. He had lived there for almost three years.

However, at that time, he did not move in as a contestant. Instead, he bet on his life as a gambler. When Zhao Zhuo was old enough to deal with the chaotic and dangerous daily life alone in the muddy area, he refused to give up the promising profession of a gambler without hesitation.

Giving his life to others always makes Zhao Zhuo feel uneasy. If he had to force himself, he would rather hold his destiny in his own hands.

This is his first time participating in a capsule gambling as a contestant.

After a brief introduction to the rules of capsule gambling, the leader fell silent again. In the quiet and dim corridor, everyone fell into silence again. Most people were constantly looking at the capsule apartments on both sides of the corridor with a desire for greed and curious eyes. For these poor people, these coffins were the luxury goods in their minds. And being able to sleep here for one night is the happiest thing.

Although these things are just like jokes to the outside world, they are so expensive and real to those who have lived in the mud zone since childhood.

They kept walking through one capsule apartment after another like a honeycomb. The group walked for half an hour before they could barely stop in front of a gate.

"Okay, we're here." The leader of the road ahead glanced back at the silent people and said loudly: "You can walk the next path yourself."

The two leaders opened the door latch, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the small and long corridor.

What followed was the crowds of people.

"Let us welcome the contestants of the 406th-486th Cave Residence Community in the Seventh Clock District! This night, and the next next night, will be led by them to the long-awaited capsule paradise!" A huge and clear voice came in from the invisible white light. Zhao Zhuo, who was mentally prepared, narrowed his eyes slightly, put down his arm in front of him, and after adapting for a moment, he looked out of the gate and saw the host standing on a piece of iron hanging from the ceiling with four huge iron chains. His eyes lit up:

He had straight short hair, his cheeks were clean and stained, and he was rarely dressed neatly and clean, and he didn't have the slightest smell of ordinary poor people in the mud. Instead, he was like the office workers living in civilian areas that people said to have been told by people.

Under the iron plate where the host stood, there was a cylindrical iron cage with a diameter of only five meters, which looked like a colosseum. The iron cage was four meters high, made of thick wire, and at the top of the iron cage, it was hung with various weapons. If the person in the cage wanted to get the weapon, he had to climb the four-meter iron cage.

This is the venue where Zhao Zhuo and the others will play the competition. It is also a blessed place where they can decide their residence in the next month.

After adapting to the dazzling bright lights in the stadium, everyone walked out of the dark corridor and walked step by step along the steps to the bottom of the arena. Near the iron cage, there was a circle of low walls. The walls were surrounded by noisy and crazy people. Among these people, there were old and young, men and women. The old may be over seventy years old, while the younger ones were only about seven or eight years old. Among these gamblers, about 70% were women, 20% were underage children, and men and the elderly accounted for only a pitiful 10%.

These people are the gamblers who participated in the capsule gambling game. Once upon a time, Zhao Zhuo was also one of them. Every month, he would hold labels representing his own lives like them, and paste them on the contestants he liked, and then wait for the result to come crazy, nervous and resignedly. Because unlike all contestants, the gamblers who participated in the capsule gambling game must hand over their gambling money after the goal they bet failed, which is life. Failed contestants may not have to die, but the failed gamblers must give their lives for this.

Whether you are alive or dead, you can't help yourself.

It was this annoying feeling of not being able to control life and death that prompted Zhao Zhuo to resolutely roll back to his "cave hall" after living in the capsule apartment for three years until he had the ability to participate in the competition as a contestant.

If possible, no one is willing to hand over his life to others. Only those children, elderly, and women who do not have any ability to protect themselves will resolutely use their lives to gamble.
Chapter completed!