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Ten thousand meters deep underground.

The entire casino is covered with thick dark red velvet carpets, painted wall lamps hung on the walls, and the waiters and staff rushing to and fro are mostly taken by intelligent robots. The privacy of the guests is guaranteed to the greatest extent.

Wen Xingze stored his luggage, put on a cloak, put on a mask, and walked into the door.

The pure black cloak provided here is very wide, the mask only reveals the position of the eyes, and is equipped with a miniature voice changer.

The three characteristics of body shape, face, and voice are covered up. Basically, as long as you don't actively disclose it, even other people can't even judge your race. Of course, like the short stature of the dwarf tribe, the mermaid tribe has legs even if it becomes two legs. Ear fins, these obvious features cannot be covered.

The wall clock points to six o'clock in the evening.

This is when the casino is gradually becoming lively, and there are long queues in the place where the chips are exchanged.

"How do you measure today's bargaining chips?" Wen Xingze lowered his voice and asked the people behind him.

Wen Xingze was penniless but dared to exchange chips, because the theme of the casino changed from time to time, sometimes it was money, sometimes it was something else. For example, last year, a gambling focused on food was held. The bargaining chip is measured by ‘appetite’. People with stronger appetite can exchange for more bargaining chips.

Those with empty chips will be taken out of the casino on the spot. Of course, if you go to the gambling table, you can use other things as a bargaining chip if both parties are willing.

The person behind Wen Xingze looked at him. He was taller than Wen Xingze. Through the mask, Wen Xingze only saw a pair of dark red eyes—he guessed that this was a blood male.

The voice of the blood male passed through the voice changer, showing a kind of ambiguity with some electric sounds. He said, "I like it."

Wen Xingze: "?"

The blood man: "How much do you like the king."

Wen Xingze: "..."

Why are you so ashamed of your chips? !

The kinship man took Wen Xingze's eyes seriously, and suddenly his eyes moved, and said, "You, I feel so--"

Wen Xingze thought that he had been exposed for a moment, and quickly lowered the brim of his hat. Fortunately, the other party did not entangle him much, but kept looking at him with confused eyes, and soon it was Wen Xingze's turn to queue.

This is a casino dominated by the dwarf race, and of course the level of technology is among the best in the universe.

For example, for bargaining chip exchange, guests only need to stand in front of the instrument to be tested, and they can infer the person's desire, mood, likes and dislikes from indicators such as breathing rate, pupil diffusion, heart rate, hormone secretion, etc., and then directly reflect the number of chips.

It's more terrifying than mind reading in a way.

"I still like myself," Wen Xingze thought, "I should be able to exchange a lot."

According to the facts known by Wen Xingze, the simplest type of gambling here requires only one or two chips, and it may climb up to a dozen or twenty. It takes thousands to get to the central gambling table. A hundred chips is enough.

Wen Xingze stood in front of the metal instrument. About three seconds later, the instrument that had completed the test began to spit out chips - soon, the chips piled up in a small half layer in the box.

The instrument uses a mechanical audio broadcast: "Guest No. 31378, he has a total of 100 chips, and there is no permission to go to the second, third and fourth floors. Welcome."

A small area around him suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at him in shock.

Wen Xingze snorted in his heart.

Isn't it too many hundreds? Is he really so narcissistic? !

Immediately afterwards, the blood male behind him walked forward.

The instrument stagnated for half a minute, and then began to spit out chips. The chips quickly overflowed the small box and piled up small hills on the table.

The machine sound began to announce: "Guest No. 31379, got a total of 15,760 chips and got the permission to go to the third floor of the basement. Welcome."

The complexions of the people around this time were as usual, and they didn't feel surprised at all.

And Wen Xingze quickly discovered a fact.

... He is the only one with an initial chip stack of less than four digits among the more than 30,000 guests in this casino.

At the same time, the fourth floor of the underground casino.

The central gaming table is here. All guests on the fourth floor hold at least one hundred thousand chips, because the maximum initial chip limit is thirty thousand. If you can stand on the fourth floor, the initial chips are high enough and your gambling luck is not bad. of.

There is only a large central gaming table. The gaming table is located on a circular platform, and the platform is separated from the surroundings by a circular water flow. The audience is bustling with other guests waiting to fight the dealer. At first glance, there are thousands of guests. people.

Dragon tribe, mermaid tribe, blood tribe, orc tribe... Except for a few parents who don't know anything about gambling like robots and have not found a way, almost every tribe has many guests who have come to the fourth floor.

Obviously, no one wants to miss this big prize related to Zai Zai.

For example, those who are wrapped in a cloak and shrunk in a corner drinking a drink and observing the surroundings are obviously dragons, because they will show their wings and tails when they are nervous.

The croupier stood at the table, the only beam of light focused on the gaming table.

The dealer did not wear cloaks and masks, nor did the guests opposite him. What is surprising is that the dealer turned out to be a ‘boy’ who was only five or six years old in appearance.

The boy looked smaller than the little prince of the blood clan. He had short dark brown curly hair, emerald green pupils, a small face as big as a palm, and delicate features.

He looked lazy, holding an old-fashioned pipe that was extremely inconsistent with his young appearance.

"What are you betting on?" The dwarf who couldn't see his true age slowly breathed out the smoke ring and looked at the mermaid opposite, "It's just that the chips are too boring."

The total number of chips on both sides has exceeded 500,000. In this kind of bet, both sides will take the initiative to increase the chips.

The mermaid sitting opposite the dwarf has light cyan ear fins, shark gauze and long hair hanging down. The mermaid nodded gracefully, made a gesture, and the dealer began to deal cards

Both sides at the table appear to be comfortable and determined to win.

The onlookers have begun to whisper:

"The dwarf race hasn't lost today, right."

"This time the prize is related to the cubs. The dwarf clan will not lose. They are so clever and have a strong desire to win."

"This is the first few times for the mermaid..."

The lack of sunlight all the year makes the skin of dwarves extremely white and fragile. The more fragile and vulnerable their appearance, the stronger and indestructible their minds.

Almost no one can guess what a dwarf thinks, including their king.

When the dwarf first came to the Muse, everyone thought it was the same temporary residence as before. When they hated this country, they would leave on a day suitable for interstellar navigation.

Until the third year, all the Muse's troops were involved in the war. In order to save the mermaid tribe, His Majesty went to the underground auction site alone. On the way back, he was intercepted by the pursuers because of serious injuries.

The situation was very urgent at that time. The dragons and robots were on the battlefield thousands of light-years away. The dwarf tribe’s combat power alone was far inferior to the fully armed army. So in order to delay time and gain opportunities, the dwarf tribe was shocked The decision of the whole universe-they went to the gaming table with the enemy.

As a bargaining chip, it is the lives of all midgets.

It's like crazy, and it's like an unreasonable confidence. At the other end of the balance is their king, and they will never lose.

The fourth level of gambling officially began.

Unofficial filming is forbidden in underground casinos, but at this time most of the guests are already in a frenzy. No one noticed the tiny shots flashing quietly in some corners. There are two or three sneaky figures walking past the corner. .

The casino is a chaotic and noisy environment, no matter what happens, it is not surprising, but here is the casino of the Muse Empire.

The Muse Empire is a very large and powerful country. Some people think that the Muse, Utopia, and Universe Alliance are three pillars, but it is not like that. The strength of the universe alliance is far inferior to the other two.

Under the round table, a man who was floating outside the crowd watched the game for a moment, had a panoramic view of what was happening around him, and then turned and left.

The underground city tens of thousands of meters deep suddenly had an unknown wind blowing through it, blowing the man's hood back. Behind the mask, there are beautiful indifferent silver eyes.

On the other side, the first floor of the Underground City.

The one hundred chips in his hand made Wen Xingze doubt life.

He had never felt that he was an inferiority or self-loathing person before, but maybe he needs to see a psychiatrist when he goes back this time, Wen Xingze thought.

The underground casino is divided into one to four floors. It takes a thousand chips to go to the second floor, 10,000 chips to go to the third floor, and 100,000 chips to go to the fourth floor. The fourth floor is the final for the first prize and special prize. ring.

Because of the peculiarities of the prizes and the great temptation to the muse parents, almost every guest showed an extraordinary desire to win.

Wen Xingze’s chips are too few. They can only wander around on the first floor. There is no gaming table on the first floor. There are only some slot machines and coin pushers. No one is initially allocated to the first floor, except for Wen Xingze. A few customers were lucky to lose from the second, third, and fourth floor to the first floor.

Wen Xingze: "..."

On the first floor, listening to the loud voices coming from the hallway down, it was extremely suffering.

The other two or three guests quickly earned enough chips and went downstairs, leaving Wen Xingze on the first floor.

Wen Xingze sat down on the terrace on the first floor. From the circular terrace, you can glimpse the prosperous scene of the second and third floors, and there is a fountain in the center of the third floor.

Wen Xingze has never played a layer of these machines, and he knows very well-this is a dwarf clan's casino, and novices who play these rashly will only lose all their chips, and maybe they have to post something.

Just when Wen Xingze was about to give up, the floating ladder rising from the lower level suddenly moved.

A man wearing a black cloak came out, he was much taller than Wen Xingze, wearing a mask, and his aura was quiet and deserted, which seemed to be a thousand miles away.

His gaze flicked over Wen Xingze, stopped for a few seconds, and walked to the chip exchange office.

"Change the chips."

His voice has been processed by the voice changer and still looks cold.

The man raised his hand, and two golden chips with a face value of 100,000 were dropped on the table in the wide sleeve, and soon the robot returned twenty silver chips with a face value of 10,000 to him respectfully.

The man picked up a bargaining chip and looked at it for a moment. He wore a pair of pure black gloves with slender fingers and distinct joints, and then put all the twenty chips into his sleeve.

Wen Xingze's gaze followed him involuntarily. Although the figure, face and voice were indistinguishable, Wen Xingze always felt that this person had an indescribable sense of familiarity.

But the man did not appear to know Wen Xingze, standing silently in front of the passage, waiting for the floating ladder.

Wen Xingze thought for a while, and when the transparent door opened on both sides of the statue, he also followed the person in.

"Beep—"

The man pressed the number of '3', the door slowly closed, and the observation floating ladder began to descend silently, and the lights of the entire underground city were under their feet.

Wen Xingze looked at the man for a moment and found that he had a pair of very rare and beautiful light silver eyes, because they were hidden in the shadow of the mask and couldn't see clearly.

The man looked forward carelessly, stretched his left hand to Wen Xingze's eyes and opened it, with two silver chips lying in his palm:

"lend you."

The man said.

Wen Xingze didn't know why, so he asked, "Do you want to pay it back?"

the man:"……"

The man glanced at Wen Xingze and asked, "What do you think?"