The Casino

As a model youth of the new era who rejects drugs, gambling, and promiscuity, Bo Shuo had to admit that the moment he heard the word 'casino,' he instinctively turned to leave.

007 urgently jumped out, "Don't go! This is the only place where you can get a massive amount of points right now."

Bo Shuo's steps paused, and he glanced at the towering spire not far away before shaking his head in refusal, "Even if I go in, what's the point? What little we have isn't even enough to lose."

He knew himself well; nine out of ten gamblers lose, and Bo Shuo didn't believe he'd be the exception.

He'd be losing his underwear later.

"What are you talking about!" 007 said indignantly, hands on its hips, "Don't you have me? With me helping you cheat, you'll win for sure."

Perhaps because Bo Shuo lingered for too long, a casino attendant noticed him and quickly approached.

"Hello sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

The attendant concealed the surprise in their eyes. Seeing Bo Shuo's gaze fixed on the white tower, they smiled and explained, "This is the biggest casino in the central district – the Moon Worship Casino. Would you like to come in and take a look?"

Would you like to come in and take a look?

Bo Shuo was also conflicted.

007 urged from the side, "You're already here."

This phrase had a bloodline-suppressing effect on Blue Star natives.

"Lead the way."

Guided by the attendant, they passed through the exterior and headed inside the white tower.

"The white tower is divided into nine floors. Each floor has a fixed King of Gamblers defending it. You can only proceed upwards after defeating the King of Gamblers on that floor. Of course, the higher you go, the greater the rewards."

As Bo Shuo entered the white tower, his entire field of vision widened.

The first floor was where all gamblers gathered, with different gameplay areas. It was densely packed with people, placing bets one after another, revealing their cards.

Ultimately, the house wins.

007: "Our target this time is the third floor. If you can reach the third floor, you'll get over a million points, which will be enough to upgrade you to C-rank."

Bo Shuo slowly formed a question mark.

"Is this something I can do just because I want to?"

"Don't you still have me? Relax~"

Bo Shuo made no superfluous movements, but his presence there was too conspicuous, like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan.

He couldn't help but attract attention.

In a corner, a white-skinned man wearing a white suit and sporting purple hair squinted as he observed the young man.

Not simple.

That was his first impression.

Amidst the noise, the young man stood alone in a corner. A red robe draped down to his ankles, and his dark hair cascaded behind him. His superior, cold jawline was cast in shadow.

His imposing aura created a stark contrast with his surroundings.

Mysterious and aloof, he didn't look like a desperate gambler, but rather like someone who was there to cause trouble.

"Hello, my name is Sana," the man in the suit said as he stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

Bo Shuo turned his head upon hearing the voice. His deep purple eyes were hidden beneath the brim of his hat, and his red robe swayed as he glanced dismissively at the man in the suit.

"What is it?"

Sana chuckled, "I saw you came alone, and I wanted to invite you for a game."

People gathered around, surprised that Sana would want to gamble with a newcomer.

"Is Sana out of his mind from drugs? He's looking for trouble with a newbie."

"Isn't that just bullying?"

"But this newbie doesn't look simple. Let's not jump to conclusions yet."

The crowd buzzed with discussion. Bo Shuo's hearing was excellent, and he could catch every word.

Bo Shuo tilted his chin up, not expecting the man in front of him to be so direct. After a moment of silence, he asked, "What are we gambling for?"

Sana scanned the surroundings and then walked straight to the central card table.

"It's simple, we'll play 'Highest Card'."

Several decks of cards were laid out on the table. The beautiful female dealer gently asked, "Shall we begin?"

Sana placed a thousand points on the table and gestured for Bo Shuo to do the same.

After Bo Shuo confirmed multiple times that 007 could win flawlessly, he also placed a thousand points.

As the cards were shuffled, the game began.

The rules were simple: both players would draw five cards. Before the cards were revealed, they could choose to fold or reveal.

As the cards were flipped, they traced smooth arcs through the air, the sound of cards touching mixing with the rapid shuffling.

With a rustle, the cards were spread across the table.

The dealer smiled and raised his hand, "Please."

Sana gestured for Bo Shuo to go first.

Following his lead, Bo Shuo slowly drew five cards from the top.

His movements were swift, giving away no clues.

Sana narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Bo Shuo, completely disbelieving that the man had drawn so simply.

Among those who thrived in casinos, which one didn't have their own unique skills?

Nine out of ten bets are lost.

Therefore, anyone who could be called a casino master could not possibly rely on luck.

Whether by stealth, deception, calculation, or trickery, as long as they could win the bet and not be discovered, they would resort to any means necessary.

Thus, Sana was certain that the other party was simply using methods he didn't know.

Sana's thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but lean forward, a hint of caution in his eyes.

When it was his turn to draw, with two quick flicks of his index and middle fingers, he felt confident.

"Do you wish to fold?" the dealer inquired.

"No," Sana refused with a smile, his gaze fixed intently on Bo Shuo. Despite being seated at the gambling table, he suddenly changed the subject, "Sir, with your demeanor, were you an artist before entering the examination hall?"