Dusk had settled over the land.
A cool breeze rustled gently.
A bright moon hung high in the sky, stars glittering in the black night.
Voices drifted out from Origin Mall.
"Pair of threes."
"Pair of fours."
"Pair of fives."
"Pass..."
Luo Chuan, Yao Ziyan, and Yao Ziyue sat around the counter, playing Dou Dizhu.
Luo Chuan had been bored and wanted something to pass the time.
Then he suddenly got the idea to play Dou Dizhu.
After all, this book defaulted to the decimal system and Arabic numerals.
Nearly every novel treated the use of numbers as a given—it was just rare to see an author actually write out that detail elsewhere.
As for where the Poker Cards came from, the system had naturally provided them as a friendly gesture.
Luo Chuan briefly explained the rules of Dou Dizhu, and Yao Ziyan and Yao Ziyue learned them quickly.
They had also gained some understanding of special terms like "airplane" and "bomb."
They were currently playing the wildcard version of Dou Dizhu.
"Two!" Yao Ziyue tossed the cards in her hand onto the table. With a victorious smile, she looked at Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan, then waved the cards she had left. "I only have four cards left."
Yao Ziyan looked at her own cards, then at Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyue.
Noticing Yao Ziyan's gaze, Yao Ziyue gave a soft cough to remind her. "Ahem, Sister, don't go easy on him just because the boss is the landlord."
"I know, I know." Yao Ziyan answered casually. After a slight hesitation, she made her decision. "Bomb!"
It was four sevens.
Yao Ziyue looked at the two aces and two wildcards in her hand, a smile of certain victory appearing on her face. "Boss, you still have seventeen cards left!