Si Ming vs. the Dice of Fate / Young Lady, It's Time for Surgery-Without Anesthesia
"His chest was pierced, his abdomen was cut open, his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees, and more than ten bones were broken! Was he beaten up by a mob?" Yamabuki Chidori looked at Katoru Hatsunoya in shock.
There was no time to think about anything else at this point; they hurriedly began treatment using the Kido, while simultaneously employing surgical intervention.
Fortunately, Katoru Hatsunoya's chest was relatively thick, so the final blow did not pierce his heart; otherwise, even a god couldn't have saved him.
Yamabuki Chidori placed Katoru Hatsunoya in the Sixth Division's Barracks and used her Reiatsu to heal Katoru Hatsunoya's wounds at Advanced Kido.
However, due to excessive blood loss, even if the person can be saved, they will lose their fighting ability for a short period of time and can only recuperate quietly here.
Karachi looked at the older brother in front of him with a smile.
Another one sent to their death.
"Big brother, roll the dice! Hopefully your luck will be better than that big sister's," the little boy said with a smile.
Ōtōgawa Utsugi waved their hands, saying, "I was watching from the sidelines just now, and I have a general understanding of your abilities. It's all about who has better luck and who can throw the bigger ball."
"Who knows?" the little boy said with a smile.
"Let me release my Zanpakuto first." Ōtōgawa Utsugi drew his sword.
The little boy said fearlessly, "In this space, I am a god. If you don't follow the rules, no one can hurt me, not even your Zanpakuto, which can destroy the world."
Ōtōgawa Utsugi completely ignored what the kid was muttering to themselves and immediately Bankai: "Bankai, Sīmìng."
His Zanpakuto ability is very special; his Bankai ability is to absorb other people's luck.
The little boy felt something being taken from his body, but after checking, he found he hadn't been attacked. Still curious, he heard Ōtōgawa Utsugi say, "Alright, we can play dice now! I respect the elderly and care for the young, so you go first!"
The little boy curled a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth and casually tossed the three dice into the air. They spun rapidly like tops.
The first die landed on the dot.
The second die also landed on the one.
The little boy smiled smugly; another leopard, a clean sweep.
Then the third die landed on... two.
Um??
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Chapter 265: The Sīmìng vs. The Fate's Dice
112.
It is the lowest possible number in the rules of the dice game.
The little boy's joyful smile froze instantly.
She looked up at Ōtōgawa Utsugi with a stiff expression.
"Although I don't gamble much, I know this should be the lowest score, right?" Ōtōgawa Utsugi looked at the little boy in front of them expressionlessly.
"Ahem, we can't draw conclusions before we have a conclusion. You haven't even thrown your dice yet. Maybe your dice will show the exact same number as mine?" the little boy said, still unwilling to give up.
Ōtōgawa Utsugi casually tossed the dice in their hands. The three dice bounced and hopped before finally stopping on the ground.
113.
"Looks like I'm a little older than you!" Ōtōgawa Utsugi walked over calmly, while the little boy stiffened and backed away.
Is that bastard going to swipe the knife straight at me? Luckily, it missed by a hair's breadth. Even if I were attacked, the damage would be limited. I'm His Majesty's Sternritter. Although I look like a child, my actual strength is quite formidable.
Smack!
Ōtōgawa Utsugi walked up to the little boy and slapped him hard across the face.
Do you know how much psychological trauma a big bib can cause to a teenager?
The little boy felt as if the whole sky had darkened!
The person was so dizzy from being whipped that they collapsed to the ground, Hand Muff, tears welling up in their eyes, almost crying.
What happened to the rule of not hitting someone in the face? Why are you specifically targeting other people's faces? Even my dad has never hit me like that!
I'd accept it if you tried to cut me with a knife!
Are you insulting me?
The little boy gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground. "Again!"
He gently shook three dice in his hand.
Those who are well-versed in reading know that rolling dice is a skill; in the hands of a master, an ordinary die can roll any number they want.
After obtaining the power of the Schrift, the little boy began to frantically improve his gambling skills. In addition, once this ability is activated, his luck will soar. Therefore, when he played with Katoru Hatsunoya, he did not use his own betting odds at all, but simply used luck to crush Katoru Hatsunoya.
But things are different now; I need to get serious.
The little boy flicked his hand gently, this time using a clever technique. After the three dice flew to the ground and collided repeatedly, they eventually turned into three sixes.
This is the result of his hard work over several years.
The three dice seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, spinning wildly on the ground. The first die was about to stop, and the little boy revealed a very confident smile.
However, for some reason, the die spun half a circle more than usual. Just when it was about to land on a six, it was moved a little more and changed from a six to a one.
The little boy's confident smile froze again.
Then came the second die, which was about to roll a six, when it inexplicably bumped into the first die.
"Smack!"
It stopped directly on the number "one".
The third die spun around and around, and perhaps feeling bored, he went to play with his two brothers. As a result, he bumped right between the first two dice and got stuck on a "two".
112.
It's the smallest number of points again.
(?°д°)
The little boy clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on his forehead seemed to bulge out. This is outrageous! There's no reason for this! My luck should have already reached its peak!
But why did I roll the lowest number twice in a row?
Ōtōgawa Utsugi casually tossed the head away.
The three dice landed squarely on the ground.
233.
The little boy's face had turned extremely pale. He covered his face tightly, but how could Ōtōgawa Utsugi let him off the hook? They slapped him hard across the face!
The little boy's body was thrown out like a spinning top, spinning 365 times before crashing into the wall next to him, creating a large, human-shaped crater.
The little boy barely managed to climb out of the pit. His nose was broken, his mouth and nose were full of blood, half of his front teeth were broken, and his cheeks were swollen like steamed buns. He stared fiercely at Ōtōgawa Utsugi.
"I refuse to accept this! I don't believe my luck is this bad! Let's try again!!!" The little boy's innocent face turned ferocious.
Losing twice in a row had made him lose his temper.
Like most gamblers, winners want to keep winning, and losers want to recoup their losses. But once they're at the gambling table, no matter how much money they have or how skilled they are, no one wants to stop until they've lost everything, their families are ruined, and their lives are destroyed.
Therefore, Yamabuki Chidori resolutely avoids gambling and drugs; this is the best example.
The little boy wiped the blood from his nose, held three dice in his hand, clasped his hands together, and prayed to the heavens, "God of Gamblers, please protect me!"
He then tossed the three dice into the air, his eyes following their movement up and down. He believed the God of Gamblers wouldn't give up on him, and that he would definitely roll a perfect number.
The dice landed and took root.
When the little boy saw the numbers on the three dice, he felt as if all the blood had been drained from his body.
112.
┻╰(‵□′)╯.
That's not fair!
This doesn't make sense!
Even using probability theory, the probability of rolling a single digit on a die is one in six.
The probability of getting 112 is 1/198.
He made three consecutive shots, scoring 112.
Is there anyone good at math who can calculate the probability?
It doesn't make sense from a probabilistic standpoint!
Then there's only one possibility!
The little boy suddenly looked up and glared fiercely at Ōtōgawa Utsugi.
"You cheated, didn't you?" the little boy said fiercely.
Ōtōgawa Utsugi casually tossed the dice in their hands, and got 111, a triple that won all the dice.
"You set up this space, you set the rules, even the dice in your hand are yours, how can I cheat! Kids are just kids, if you can't handle losing, go home and suckle your mom. Stick your face out here!" Ōtōgawa Utsugi said calmly.
The little boy wanted to cry, but before he could even utter a cry, Ōtōgawa Utsugi slapped him across the face.
Leopards can eat anything, so this slap is twice as powerful.
The little boy's nose gushed blood like a rocket, his body spun 720 degrees, and his head slammed into the ground!
"Is he dead? If he's alright, let's continue!" Ōtōgawa Utsugi said calmly.
While the Sīmìng Master doesn't directly increase a person's combat power, he does absorb the luck of the designated target.
Ōtōgawa Utsugi didn't actually do anything; they just drained the child's luck.
Right now, in this game, the whole world is on Ōtōgawa Utsugi's side.
Little one, reality is cruel.
I am reality.
Chapter 266: Girl, let's have surgery, the kind without anesthesia.
The little boy's head was stuck in the ground; he was almost unconscious.
"No, I can't lose like this! I'm His Majesty's Sternritter. How can I explain to His Majesty if I lose here?" The little boy forced himself to stand up despite the excruciating pain, even though his once adorable face had been swollen and bruised.
"Still not dead? Let's continue then?" Ōtōgawa Utsugi played with the three dice in their hands.
"The opponent's ability isn't cheating; if they did, my ability would detect it. Could it just be pure luck? Right, his Zanpakuto used Bankai earlier. Could his ability be related to luck? Or can he foresee the future for a short time?" The little boy was also forced to start analyzing the enemy's abilities.
Ōtōgawa Utsugi had already thrown out three dice.
666.
"No, if it's just simple foresight, it's impossible to control the numbers on the dice. Unless you have All-Knowing All-Powerful and omnipotence like His Majesty, but if he really All-Knowing All-Powerful, he would have killed me long ago, without bothering to argue with me. In other words, he can control other people's luck..." The little boy was still analyzing when suddenly he realized that the time to roll the dice had expired. If he hadn't rolled the dice within the allotted time, it meant he had forfeited.
The most infuriating thing about rule-based abilities is that once a rule is established, even the person who created it must abide by it.
Shunsui Kyōraku's Katen Kyōkotsu is the best example.
This is a double-edged sword.
Once someone figures out these rules, they could very well be used by the enemy to their advantage against them.
Therefore... the little boy will suffer great harm if he forfeits his right to roll the dice.
"I don't have time to play with you anymore!" Ōtōgawa Utsugi Flash Step and pierced the little boy's chest with a knife.
When he was an assassin, he couldn't bear to use poison on the streets. You see, in this era, deadly poisons that kill on contact with blood were very expensive, even more expensive than the same weight of gold.
But this time is different, because Yamabuki Chidori had previously promised to compensate for any losses suffered in the battle by the Gotei 13.
Before the battle, Ōtōgawa Utsugi specifically Sakurane Saizo the medicinal herbs that could dissolve cells, which were highly toxic.
A sword pierced the enemy's heart, and the deadly poison began to take effect. Almost in the blink of an eye, a huge hole was dissolved in the little boy's chest. He probably never dreamed that he would be the first member of the Sternritter to die.
Almost simultaneously, Yhwach also sensed the death of the Sternritter and devoured the powerful soul to enhance his own strength.
"I never expected that the Gotei 13 would have such a trump card hidden, capable of killing my Sternritter," Yhwach said in a deep voice.