Regarding the new drug research data that had cost as much as 1.27 billion US dollars to develop, during the critical window before the helicopter took off and departed,
the brief yet intensely fierce battle, where every second had been extraordinary, came to an end. In the pitch-black wilderness behind the factory, armor as resplendent and dark as the night stood atop several pieces of wreckage.
Still holding the Mechanical Dragon Tooth Greatsword in one hand, Fang Ran looked at the Fire Card that had suddenly grown stronger in his hand.
The person who understood an ability best was the Participant who possessed it. It was a vague sixth sense; the first instinct was often the right answer.
Looking at the card, Fang Ran instinctively wondered why it had become stronger.
Has it awakened further?
He closed his eyes and tried to activate it by mobilizing all his magic energy.
But it still did not work.
He could not make it display its power like the Water Card or Wind Card. The spirit with flaming wings still slept within the card, its eyes closed.
In the boundless, pitch-black wilderness where he could not see his fingers, he felt the night wind gradually cool his armor, the excitement within his body, and his burning-hot breath, as though his throat were on fire.
He recalled tonight's journey through Las Vegas, starting from the moment he boarded the private plane.
Inside that splendidly lit luxury casino, he had witnessed the extravagant pleasures of the upper echelons of the real world—the ease with which money and beautiful women could be reached, the challenge that had come to his door, and the suffocating Gambling Game.
And there were the thoughts and feelings born from coming to a world so distant from everyday life and experiencing