I Become Baby Mafia Boss

"Ja– Zack chose number 5. What about you, A– Godtoddler?" Evan almost blurted out Ainsley's real name even though the baby never said anything about it.

"Hum...numbel one," Ainsley spoke softly, and Evan nodded at her.

"Alright, I'll roll the dice now. Watch closely." Evan casually threw the dice into the air, and the tiny white cube started to spin.

Swish. Swish. Swish.

The dice rolled a few times in the air before it descended to the table.

However, before it landed, Jake curiously used his probability ability to recheck the dice's surface.

His probability ability never disappointed him so far because even when there were external factors included, it was all calculated by the probability.

The probability analysed the opponent's abilities through mysterious means and presented the simplified data of what would favour the ability user.

This kind of non-elemental ability was one of the top-rated most deadly abilities among other ultra-rare abilities.

It could be said that only one or two people in this world had such ability!

Thus, Jake calmly read the dice's probability, thinking that the highest chance to win still laid on number 5.

However, when he checked the dice, his eyes almost went blind.

One dot= 100% win. 0% loses.

Jake nearly jumped to his feet and shouted at the dice.

HOW THE HECK?! WHAT IN THE UNICORN–

He was sure that the probability of the one dot dice surface didn't have a 100% winning rate!

This...is this a fraud? How could the probability change drastically? And how could it change in the first place?!

Jake's probability ability was even more accurate than Percival's ability to see the near future.

The near future could change anytime if there were an X-Factor, but the probability analysed every single X-factor using mysterious means to help the ability owner.

This ability was the best guide in life, and Jake relied on it to build his success.

How could the probability that he boasted of being the most accurate suddenly changed in the blink of an eye? And the probability showed him the winning rate leaned to that brat's side!

If the probability already told him that the winning rate of dice with one dot surface was 100%, what else could he say?

This brat would win for sure!

Jake's face paled. All blood was drained from his healthy skin, turning him into a lifeless vampire in a second.

Ignoring Jake's mental shock, the dice fell to the glass table with a sharp noise, bouncing off a few times before landing safely.

The dice showed its top surface…

And it had one dot.

"Oh. Number one." Evan announced emotionlessly as he looked at Jake. The middle-aged man didn't care what Jake got himself through.

Told you. That baby is an anomaly. How could you not know that when you watched me play?

And how come you didn't use your probability ability to show you whether you would win the game or not?

If Jake used his ability to see whether he would win or not, the probability would show him that he actually...would not win.

Even though Ainsley's exclusive ability, the luck ability, was an X-factor that it couldn't calculate, based on Evan's tragic losses, the probability could vaguely predict how Jake would end up with.

If someone who could see the future lost 5 times in a row, could Jake win? Maybe, but the percentage wouldn't be high!

When Jake heard the announcement, his eyes blackened. The young man looked at the string of data in his eyes, still in disbelief.

How? How could it be? How come my ability failed me? What kind of X-factor did my ability fail to gauge when I used it before this brat did anything?

Jake was a smart man, so he immediately knew that Ainsley must be using a special ability and her ability was the X-factor that his ability couldn't defend against.

But what ability? He didn't see her using her ability, so it should be an invisible one—an abstract, non-elemental ability.

But there's not a lot of weird abilities that could defeat his probability calculation…

Jake didn't want to take his loss without figuring out Ainsley's ability.

While Evan and Finley were busy congratulating Ainsley on her winning, the bunny guy racked his brain once more.

He listed all kinds of weird abilities that could defeat his probability ability, but he didn't think any of them had something to do with the toddler.

The bunny guy was deep in thought for several minutes until he stumbled into one ability that he didn't want to mention nor think about.

Why? Because that ability was one of the 'worst' abilities that every ability user feared.

No ability users would want to meet someone who used this kind of ability since this ability was only told in legends.

No one had actually seen it in person, but from the legend alone, they knew how fearsome it could be.

It's the ability to manipulate luck.

With luck, you can become anything you desire, as long as your luck is heaven-defying enough.

Want to be a boss? Sure! You might coincidentally save a dying old man that turned out to be a bit shot.

In the end, he might grant you a position to thank you, and you could as well be a big boss.

Dodging a bullet in a war? Other than pure skills, count it on luck.

Getting rich overnight because your novel suddenly hit it big? Surely, luck also had a play in this.

It's all possible with luck. And so, someone who could manipulate luck as they wished...ought to be feared.

And that person was a 3-year-old toddler sitting in front of him.

Jake was suddenly freaked out.

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