It turns out that, no matter where you are, being rich and being poor are indeed two different things.
Holding the huge sum of 100,000 yuan he had earned from completing a bounty mission, Li Xingkong left the Mining Street, only to find himself in a place far from lucrative.
A magnificent, golden scene appeared before his eyes; the entire street had an opulent style.
Various scantily clad aliens came and went, their attire extremely daring.
If an Indian came here, that would be incredible; this would be his paradise.
But Li Xingkong had no interest in these people coming and going, since they were all aliens with very different physical structures, appearances, and even body sizes.
Anyone who can get aroused by a guy like that is truly amazing.
After quickly scanning the surrounding shops, Li Xingkong knew what this street was for: gambling and prostitution, a place that specifically exploited people for money.
This chamber of commerce is truly all-encompassing; it has everything. If someone with a weak will were to join, they would lose everything.
"Handsome guy, want to come and browse our shop? You can provide your own genes and have your ideal partner created..."
Roulette, winner takes all! Want to strike it rich? Come and try it...
All sorts of shouts filled the street, and Li Xingkong couldn't avoid them.
Gambling is best avoided. Although I don't know if I have enough money, I should stay away from gambling, starting with myself. It's best to avoid this kind of thing altogether.
After navigating wave after wave of alien girls trying to solicit customers, Li Xingkong was starting to feel a bit socially awkward due to their enthusiasm.
Just as he was about to leave the street, several large men suddenly blocked Li Xingkong way.
Li Xingkong made way for them, but these guys followed suit and blocked his path from both sides; they were clearly there to cause trouble.
Li Xingkong looked up at the aliens blocking his way: three rat-headed men with muscular bodies and several bullet chains hanging diagonally from their upper bodies; and two centipede-like monsters with seventeen or eighteen arms extending from their long, thin bodies, swaying and twisting.
"Hey buddy, you've come all the way to our Fortune Street, why are you leaving so soon? Aren't you going to have some fun?"
One of the rat-headed men laughed wildly, brandishing a small dagger in his hand.
"I'm really not planning to play, please move aside."
Not knowing the background of this chamber of commerce, Li Xingkong didn't intend to cause trouble here, but judging from the way these guys looked, this matter was really not going to end well.
Hearing Li Xingkong's words, these guys continued to block his path, becoming even more arrogant.
People like Li Xingkong, who look frail and have no friends or slaves, are the best targets for "robbery" in their eyes.
"Kid, don't you know our rules here? Even if someone from a highly civilized society comes here, they still have to go to the arena and 'get a couple of rounds' first."
The rat-headed man at the head of the group shoved Li Xingkong, and the other guys surrounded him.
Li Xingkong sneered. He was only reluctant to cause trouble because he didn't know the details of the Chamber of Commerce, but that didn't mean he would stand idly by while these guys bullied him.
"Okay, what's the bet?"
"Haha, that's right."
The rat-headed man laughed.
"How about we play roulette? Are you in?"
Li Xingkong looked towards the so-called roulette game. The rules were simple: a gun with a revolver-like cocking mechanism, two people taking turns shooting at themselves, and the last one standing wins.
Just as he was looking, a few unlucky guys shot him. The weapon was so powerful that it turned their heads into mincemeat.
The people around didn't seem to find it strange; some even reached out and licked it a few times.
Finally, their bodies were swallowed whole by the tongue of a giant-mouthed monster in the shop, which then vomited up the rest of their bodies shortly afterward.
There are 5 people on the other side. If you gamble with each of them 5 times, even the luckiest person might lose.
"OK."
Li Xingkong nodded.
"Heh heh, kid, you've got some guts!"
The rat-headed man laughed, and his henchmen chuckled as well. They knew all the tricks of the trade; they didn't make a living by luck.
Many shops, both large and small, in this area have dealings with them.
"Come on, let's bet on the first one."
The group entered the roulette gambling shop, sat down around the table, and one of the centipede-like monsters was the first to speak.
"Boss, load the gun!"
Soon, the shop owner brought out a gun.
This gun is clearly custom-made. Although its loading mechanism is similar to that of a revolver, its bullets are not the kind of bullets seen on Earth Star, but rather like those of a laser weapon.
The drum magazine only has space for six bullets, which is quite similar to the design on Earth Star.
"How many shots?"
The boss scattered the bullets on the table and looked at the two men.
"Kid, you choose."
The centipede monster sneered and handed the choice to Li Xingkong.
"Okay, then five will do."
Li Xingkong was not afraid at all and immediately loaded all his bullets.
Five, five?
The centipede monster opposite him hesitated. How could this guy so calmly utter such a bold statement?
You know they have ways to cheat; if they fired that empty shot themselves, wouldn't that guy be doomed?
Or does he really think he's that lucky?
"Hehe, I've run into an idiot..."
The rat-headed man beside him laughed and whispered something. His two underlings nodded in agreement, thoroughly amused.
Are you sure it's five?
The boss confirmed it one more time.
"Yes, just five."
Li Xingkong checked again, and the boss had no choice but to load the bullets one by one, then casually tossed the gun onto the table.
Who wants to go first?
"I asked," the boss.
"I'll set an example for you with this first shot!"
As the centipede-like monster spoke, he had already taken the gun from his hand.
Li Xingkong could tell that this guy was holding on tightly and hadn't even considered letting Li Xingkong go first.
It seems they got a bye on the first round; these guys definitely have some complicated relationship with this boss.
"Hey kid, watch closely!"
The centipede-like monster was still gloating when it reached out and fired a shot at its own forehead, but missed.
Then he placed the gun he was holding on the table.
"Any last words? We'll take them back for you, brothers."
Li Xingkong remained expressionless and reached out to grasp the gun.
"I said, I don't know you either, so why are you provoking me?"
The centipede-like monster chuckled.
"Blame it on yourself for coming alone. No fighting power, no influence, you're just a chicken on the street. We won't eat you, but others will."
Li Xingkong pointed the gun in his hand at his head.
"I see, how ridiculous."
He pulled the trigger, and with a loud bang, a beam of light the thickness of a finger shot out from the muzzle, heading straight for Li Xingkong's head.
The guys opposite him had already closed their eyes and raised their hands to shield themselves from the blood splattering on them.
But a few seconds later, they heard Li Xingkong's voice again.
"Now it's your turn!"
???
The gun definitely fired, and the bullet was fired; there's no faking it.
But this guy on the other side is still alive!
Several people widened their eyes and looked at the guy opposite them.
Li Xingkong's shot did hit him in the forehead, but with his current physique, it was like giving him a bath; there wasn't even a mark on his skin.
"Holy shit!"
The aliens surrounding the table felt a chill run down their spines, as if they had hit rock bottom.
We've met our match!
This roulette is different from others; the living win, and the dead lose. This guy is unkillable, so he's invincible from the start!
"Are you stupid? It's your turn!"
Li Xingkong pushed the gun on the table forward, and the centipede monster opposite him trembled all over.
Seventeen or eighteen hands trembled, but not a single one came forward to touch the gun.
He only got one bye, which he touched in the first round. The remaining four shots were all live ammunition.
It doesn't possess that indestructible King Kong.
The aliens began exchanging close glances, the sheer volume of information conveyed almost like a dramatic performance.
"We're already sitting here, isn't this betting game over? If you don't want to do it, then I'll do it for you."
Li Xingkong wouldn't be polite to them; if there were a way to kill them within the rules, he wouldn't hold back.
Do they really think they're still a greenhorn fresh out of school?
"Okay, I'll do it."
The centipede-like monster picked up a gun and pointed it at its own head.
Although they usually make a living by collaborating with shopkeepers to swindle rich people, it doesn't mean they can disregard the casino's rules. They can't just take the money when they win and renege on their debts when they lose; the Chamber of Commerce wouldn't tolerate that.
It closed its eyes, as if resigned to its fate.
But at the very moment the shot was fired, it suddenly turned menacing and pointed the gun at Li Xingkong.
"I've been around here for so many years, I don't believe you can take it all!"
Its finger pulled the trigger, but it only pulled it halfway before its entire movement suddenly stopped.
The gun fell from his hand and slammed onto the table.
As for itself, it turned directly into a pile of powder from head to toe, falling to the ground in a flurry.
"Warning: Violation of the Chamber of Commerce's code of conduct will result in extermination."
Only after the centipede monster turned into a clump of ash did the Chamber of Commerce's warning message come from inside the shop.
Li Xingkong wasn't surprised at all. If the chamber of commerce didn't react to this situation, then he would have to reassess the civilization behind it.