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Eleven gold coins were a light snack for a cobra with six jackpots.
The smallest prize required sixteen locked symbols. Eleven had accumulated on the enormous bonus grid, each one shining away quite happily, before the three remaining respins expired. The stone cobra above the reels had apparently decided that a pile of gold smaller than sixteen was barely worth opening its mouth for.
Five coins short.
The snake had six prizes to choose from and refused to part with the cheapest one.
That was how the first expedition into the jungle ended.
The trouble had begun much earlier, when the golden coins started flying out of the reels towards the statue. Every coin found on the ordinary grid took its turn sailing upwards, landing somewhere near the enormous stone serpent and disappearing into whatever anatomical arrangement allowed a carved cobra to consume money.
The statue accepted everything.
Small coins. Larger coins. Coins that might have paid something if another snake had appeared beside them.
Nothing came back.
There was a peculiar confidence in the way the cobra accepted those offerings. Its mouth remained open, its stone head continued looming above the jungle, and the six jackpot banners promised rewards ranging from a modest Mini to an Ultimate requiring thirty-six locked positions.
Thirty-six.
The creature wanted its entire bonus grid filled before it would surrender the biggest prize.
A snake asking for thirty-six gold coins probably had no intention of buying anything. It just wanted to sleep on a mountain of money while the other snakes did all the work.
The first proper argument happened when a red Collect Snake arrived alongside three Golden Coins.
One coin carried 0.2x the stake. Another had 0.7x. The third held 1.5x.
The red snake collected the lot.
It didn’t negotiate with the statue. It didn’t wait for the coins to fly upwards and disappear. It simply gathered their values and produced a small payout.
That was already considerably more useful than the enormous stone head accepting endless gold without so much as a complimentary hiss.
A few more spins followed, with occasional ordinary combinations appearing across the reels. The jungle symbols lined up just often enough to keep the stake moving, while coins continued taking their strange little flights towards the cobra.
I had started with €146.80 and kept the stake at €1.40.
The statue consumed another coin.
Then another.
At the ninth paid spin, a Golden Coin finally persuaded the great stone serpent to do something besides eat.
The Hold & Win opened.
The ordinary reels expanded into a six-by-six field, and four Golden Coins took their places.
Four little pieces of treasure sitting in thirty-six available spaces.
The cobra now had a room large enough to accommodate an entire family of snakes, but had furnished it with four coins.
The first respin brought two more.
Another pair joined the collection, including a 1.5x coin that looked substantially more promising than the tiny one sitting nearby.
The remaining spins reset.
The next arrival was a 0.7x coin.
Seven coins now occupied the board. The smallest jackpot still demanded sixteen, but at least the great serpent had progressed beyond gathering loose change for the purpose of decorating four squares.
Then the green Clone Snake appeared.
This was the first snake in the jungle that seemed interested in solving the treasure shortage through reproduction.
It found coins worth copying and produced three more.
One became two.
Another acquired a relative.
A third suddenly had a twin sitting elsewhere on the grid.
The clone didn’t need a new gold mine. It had discovered that an existing coin could be persuaded to have children.
There were now ten Golden Coins.
Sixteen was beginning to look reachable.
The cobra had been refusing to pay the Mini, but the green snake was busy manufacturing additional members of the coin population without asking anyone’s permission.
Another coin arrived.
Eleven.
The entire board had started to resemble a little golden breeding ground. The green snake had supplied three new specimens, the ordinary respins had delivered the others, and the stone cobra was still waiting for five more before acknowledging the smallest jackpot.
The first empty respin passed.
Nothing.
A second passed.
Still nothing.
The third ended without a new Coin or Snake arriving.
Eleven locked cash Coins remained, worth a combined 8.7x the stake.
€12.18.
The jackpot banners stayed untouched.
The cobra had accepted a collection of eleven coins, watched a green snake reproduce three of them, and then declared the gathering insufficient.
It was the first snake I had encountered that could be bribed with gold and still demand a minimum attendance figure.
Back on the ordinary reels, the statue returned to its favourite activity.
Eating coins.
A couple of spins produced small line wins. Wild symbols occasionally helped ordinary combinations across the reels, but their appearances did nothing to cure the stone cobra’s appetite.
The coins kept flying upwards.
The statue kept swallowing.
Then, on a later spin, two snakes appeared together.
Green and red.
The green Clone Snake went first.
Four Golden Coins were already present, carrying values of 0.3x, 0.5x, 1x and 2x. The green snake made another 0.5x and another 1x, producing six coins where four had existed.
The red Collect Snake followed.
Every available cash value disappeared into its collection.
The resulting payout was €7.42.
The green snake had enlarged the treasure pile, and the red one had immediately eaten the proceeds.
That was the system.
One snake gave birth to coins.
Another snake swallowed the entire family.
The enormous cobra above the reels merely watched, perhaps irritated that somebody else had managed to eat gold without remaining motionless for several centuries.
The jungle had become a feeding competition between reptiles with completely different digestive methods.
The next few spins supplied more evidence that the green snake was a menace to ordinary arithmetic. A couple of coins appearing together could remain useless if no collecting creature arrived. The same coins could become considerably more interesting when the green snake showed up with its peculiar reproductive talents.
But the pair refused to cooperate reliably.
Sometimes a coin landed without a snake.
Sometimes a snake appeared with hardly anything worth collecting.
And sometimes the cobra swallowed another offering and remained just as stony as before.
There was no shortage of gold.
There was a severe shortage of snakes willing to hand any of it back.
The purple Double Snake eventually entered the proceedings.
Unlike the green one, it had no interest in making more coins.
It preferred taking the coins already present and making them worth twice as much.
A rather impressive skill for an animal that had no pockets.
The problem was finding somebody to collect those inflated values afterwards. Doubling an uncollected coin was a little like giving a snake two dinners when it hadn’t yet worked out how to swallow the first.
The purple creature could make gold more valuable.
The red creature could take it.
The green one could reproduce it.
And the stone cobra continued accepting donations as if none of these other serpents had discovered a better use for their tongues.
Somewhere among them was the Diamond Snake.
Blue.
Glittering.
Possessing the combined talents of the other three.
Its arrival was beginning to look necessary.
A collection of ordinary line wins kept the session from becoming an uninterrupted feeding programme for the statue. Symbols matched across adjacent reels, a Wild substituted where needed, and a few payments arrived without any reptile having to perform an elaborate trick.
Those wins were almost reassuring.
At least some of the jungle’s inhabitants could move money around without first swallowing it.
Meanwhile, the jackpot banners remained in their positions above the reels.
Mini at sixteen.
Minor at twenty.
Major at twenty-four.
Mega at twenty-eight.
Grand at thirty-two.
Ultimate at thirty-six.
Six increasingly expensive reasons for the cobra to remain awake.
The first bonus had managed eleven, and the statue showed no sign of being interested in correcting that embarrassment.
Then the Diamond Snake appeared.
Three Golden Coins were on the reels, carrying 0.5x, 1x and 2.5x.
The blue creature didn’t waste time.
First, it reproduced two coins.
A 1x value appeared again.
A 0.5x acquired a twin.
Five coins stood where three had been.
The Diamond Snake then doubled every one of their values.
The pile that had been worth 5.5x suddenly became worth 11x.
And finally, having created extra gold and doubled the whole collection, the snake gathered everything.
€15.40.
One blue snake had accomplished in a single spin what the entire stone statue had failed to do throughout the earlier bonus.
It had cloned coins, doubled their value and collected them.
Three separate talents.
One body.
No help from the cobra.
The statue was now beginning to resemble a monument erected in honour of the only snake in the jungle that couldn’t handle money.
The Diamond Snake had demonstrated a complete working solution. Green supplied additional coins. Purple made them more valuable. Red collected everything.
The blue one performed the entire operation on its own.
And the enormous stone cobra, which had six jackpots above its head, continued waiting for somebody to throw another coin into its mouth.
The next few spins returned to smaller payments and isolated gold.
The Diamond Snake disappeared.
The green one occasionally threatened to reproduce something, but the right collection of symbols didn’t arrive together.
A few paylines paid. Others missed.
Then the purple and red snakes appeared on the same spin.
Two coins were waiting.
One carried 0.2x.
The other held 0.5x.
Purple doubled their values.
Red collected the result.
€1.96.
The snakes had finally achieved perfect cooperation, but their entire meal consisted of two coins that barely filled a tooth.
The purple snake had doubled almost nothing.
The red snake had eaten almost nothing.
The great stone cobra, naturally, remained interested in receiving more gold.
It was probably wondering why the blue snake had been given all three useful abilities while it had been left with an enormous mouth and a collection of banners.
The final portion of the session brought no second Hold & Win.
Coins still flew towards the statue, and ordinary symbols continued producing occasional small wins. But the big snake refused to wake up again.
By then the balance was €132.80.
The original €146.80 had become a €14 loss across 49 paid spins.
The green snake had reproduced gold.
The purple snake had doubled it.
The red snake had swallowed it.
The Diamond Snake had managed all three jobs in one spectacular mouthful.
And the statue had collected coins for the entire session without releasing a single jackpot.
The last spin finished with another harmless arrangement of jungle symbols.
No collecting snake.
No duplicate coins.
No sudden diamond intervention.
The cobra remained above its six prizes, stone mouth open, waiting for another offering.
I stopped there.
Eleven coins had been enough to fill a respectable treasure chest, but not enough to persuade that miserable reptile to release the Mini.
Somewhere deep inside the statue, there was probably a mountain of swallowed gold.
And on top of it sat a cobra, waiting for somebody to deliver five more coins so it could finally count to sixteen.
If guilt had reels, they’d look like Olympus 7’s Dream Drop.