Chapter 122

"So, am I free to move around?" Ai Er Lan asked. "I need to let my family know."

Upon hearing his request, Xiao Huasheng, understanding the middle-aged man's predicament, nodded and smiled.

"Of course, you can go home, just remember to meet us."

All employees are aware of Xiao Huasheng's presence; as long as they are in the same dimension, Xiao Huasheng can clearly see their location.

After thanking him, Ai Er Lan left alone.

He wanted to see his wife and children.

And so, the small, human-only group marched headlong toward the city.

Strive for fun!

A rare moment of leisure, yay!

"No matter how many times it's repeated, a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times, it will all be in vain in the end... Why has this world suffered such a calamity? Where is the way to break this deadlock?" a deep voice muttered.

Then a clear voice rang out, and the man pushed a stack of chips toward the dealer.

"I'm betting big, all in!"

An uproar erupted in the casino; it was already a very long line!

This guy won 11 rounds in a row, all by betting everything!

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"Today~Tomorrow~Looking forward to every day~"

Xiao Huasheng hummed a tune softly and led the group forward with large strides.

The group following Xiao Huasheng were curious about where she was taking them.

The Queen of Hatred asked, "Xiao Xiao, where are we going?"

"I want to try that feeling again."

The red-haired Angel smiled sweetly, and everyone immediately became curious about what she was talking about.

She pointed to the casino in front of her as she spoke.

"Go here."

Xiao Huasheng revealed a sly smile; in fact, she had wanted to do this for a long time.

"Are you very interested in this?" Ku Tang asked, linking her arm with Xiao Huasheng's left hand.

Seeing this, the Queen of Hatred took Xiao Huasheng's right hand and asked, "What does that feeling feel like, Xiaohua?"

Holding the two little ones by the arms, Xiao Huasheng recounted his past.

"It's the feeling of work. I used to work in places like this, ah, that was a long, long time ago," she said with a smile.

Angela watched Xiao Huasheng silently from the side, then asked, "Manager, would you like to do it again?"

"But it feels great to do it, don't you think?"

I agree.

Like Angela, she shares the same memories of the real world, but her other memories are completely different.

Xiao Huasheng's life is Exusiai's memory.

Angela, on the other hand, represents those millions of years of memories.

Therefore, the two have some common ground.

Ku Tang asked curiously, "What did you do as the supervisor before? Could it be... you were a croupier?"

"It's a waiter."

Xiao Huasheng felt the familiar glitz and glamour wash over him, "It's like being a waiter, a drinker, a sweeper."

"Whoa..."

Hearing her simple and honest answer, everyone showed a surprised expression.

Soon, she showed everyone what wish the red-haired Angel wanted to fulfill in this place.

The Foundation World and Xiao Huasheng's real world are almost identical; apart from the physical entities, they are exactly the same.

She optically concealed herself from everyone, and almost effortlessly swiped her card to enter the workroom through the back door. After getting a set of clothes for Angela as well.

Under the curious gazes of the crowd, the two of them simultaneously donned waitress uniforms.

A few strands of Xiao Huasheng's red hair stood up lively, like little flames trying to break free from their restraints.

The slightly oversized uniform jacket looked especially cute on her. The cuffs were casually rolled up twice, revealing her slender wrists, where an identification rope was tied, swaying gently to the rhythm of her humming.

Although her flat chest caused the apron's ties to always hang loosely, her lively spirit made this simple outfit inexplicably vibrant.

"This is my first time wearing this kind of uniform, hehehe."

"Agreed."

Angela, simply by standing there, gave the ordinary uniform a subtle sense of Distortion.

The third button of the shirt was taut, and the fabric was stretched into several almost transparent wrinkles at the chest, as if it might surrender at any moment with a deep breath.

Her blue hair fell neatly down, but her prominent breasts gave her dignified uniform a kind of almost violent presence.

"It's a little tight," Angela couldn't help but say, her expression showing slight discomfort.

The top was pushed up high, and there was no clothing left at the stomach area, directly exposing the belly button.

Xiao Huasheng then manually adjusted the position of her chest, moving her hands around, displaying an intimacy almost on par with that of the Queen of Hatred.

"This is too big."

"It wasn't Angela's fault," Angela said.

Finally, the two adjusted themselves and appeared before everyone in a completely unfamiliar manner.

Angela and Xiao Huasheng both smiled slightly.

"Hmph, I knew I'd enjoy doing this." The Angel who loved being a waitress said.

"It feels pretty good," Angela said.

Both of them, without prior arrangement, enjoyed doing this kind of service to others, and were completely down-to-earth.

This scene stunned Ku Tang. Could it be that the two women came in not to play cards, but to work?

The Queen of Hatred also cried out joyfully, "I want to join too!"

"Do you want to come along too?" the free-working Angel asked, flashing her bright white teeth.

"There shouldn't be any major problems, right...? By the way, you two, Supervisor and Ms. Angela, are both so highly regarded, how are you going to explain that?"

"Just say it's a recent decoration, and if someone questions it, we'll Distortion it." Xiao Huasheng laughed intensely.

As long as she Distortion herself as someone with connections, who can question her?

It has to be said that Xiao Huasheng's method of applying his Distortion abilities is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

But that's just how she likes to do it.

Soon, the same waitress uniform was also put on the Queen of Hatred, while the Quack Doctor and Abby watched as the four of them went off to work as guests.

After all, it's too bizarre for someone wearing a bird-beak mask to become a waiter.

That's about it.

Makuku once again amassed a huge pile of chips, leaving even the dealer with an incredulous expression.

The security guard standing nearby saw this and immediately put his hand to his ear and whispered something.

Beside him stood a frenzied crowd.

"20 wins in a row? My God!"

The air in the casino was filled with a mixture of champagne, cigars, and desire.

The red and black squares of the roulette wheel resembled a vortex stained with blood and ink, and Makuku stood at the center of the vortex.

His long, slender fingers casually fiddled with the chips.

"All in."

A wave of gasps erupted around him, and everyone quickly followed suit with their bets.

Several girls in sequined miniskirts took the opportunity to get close to her, their perfume so strong it could choke a bear.

They jokingly gathered around Makuku, calling out "Boss, may you get rich!"

Without even looking up, Makuku simply picked up a few chips worth tens of thousands of yuan, casually raised them, and stuffed his hands into the gaps of their low-cut dresses.

As the girls giggled and backed away, they cast flirtatious glances at him; the young girls longed for the newly rich man's affections.

But in order not to annoy him, they all dispersed, the black chips still gleaming coldly between their cleavage.

After doing all this, Makuku showed no expression whatsoever; he simply kept placing his bets, as if he hadn't done it at all.

Many people also put their hands on Makuku, hoping to get some luck from him, but little did they know that Makuku was not luck at all.

This is the power to manipulate time, a pinnacle beyond the comprehension of mortals.

As soon as Makuku put the cigarette to his lips, someone lit it for him, afraid that he would leave if he was unhappy.

In everyone's eyes, he had become the star of the table.

But Makuku remained calm; if this continued for another three rounds, he'd probably be detained by the casino.

Therefore, in this round, he expressionlessly pushed his chips into the corner. "Place."

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He slowly slipped a blue chip into his pocket.

The roulette wheel emitted a piercing hum, and the ivory ball bounced in everyone's wide-eyed gaze.

When it finally got stuck on the "01" square, the entire gambling table seemed to be paused.

We lost.

That's not the right time! Makuku bet the wrong thing!

The long table fell silent instantly, and someone broke down in tears.

The silence was broken by the dull thud of the first chip box hitting the velvet cloth.

"Damn it! This is all my money!" The oily-faced man grabbed his thinning hair.

The woman in the leopard-print dress behind him suddenly smashed her champagne glass at the seemingly indifferent Makuku: "****! You son of a bitch! You ****!"

Makuku had been doused with alcohol, showed no reaction.

But security guards quickly brought the frenzied woman under control.

Makuku showed no emotion, simply puffing on his cigarette before slowly closing his eyes.

Amidst the commotion, Makuku's smoke rings rose slowly as his slender fingers pulled a chip with a deep blue luster from his inner pocket.

He was waiting for someone to arrive.

Cloudy days or sunny days, no matter the day, a good mood is endless!

Xiao Huasheng's singing voice was like a red carp suddenly swimming into this murky water.

She carried a champagne tray in one hand as she moved between the gambling tables, her apron straps twirling merrily behind her waist.

No one thought she was strange; they just thought she was very cute.

As for Angela, she was also working diligently. It wasn't that no one noticed them, but due to the Reality Warping ability, they were forced to treat them as their colleagues.

The Angel seem to have a bit of a work mentality here.