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"Sir! Would you like a Dream? This is specially crafted by our Doug Casino, guaranteed to refresh you and help you conquer the game!" An obviously Asian Waiter approached Zheng Yifan.
Perhaps it was because he had just learned that Zheng Yifan was from Huaxia, and they were speaking Mandarin, but there was always a slightly awkward feeling to it. The pronunciation was mostly correct, yet it often slipped into the fourth tone!
Suddenly, Zheng Yifan realized this was the speech habit of people from that island nation in the north! However, seeing the uncomfortable expression on Tang Long's face made him understand that if he kept refusing to drink this beverage, there would be no good outcome; he would likely be watched by everyone!
"Alright! I'll try a glass first!" Zheng Yifan took the Dream, downed it in one go, and then placed it back on the tray. The Waiter and the nearby security personnel all visibly relaxed.
The tension that had been building up among them began to dissipate as smiles appeared. Since he had already consumed the Dream, there was nothing to worry about. It was clear that Zheng Yifan was the leader among them, with several others following closely behind.
Zheng Yifan dared not let them continue drinking and shot them a glance.
At that moment, a bewildered White Girl happened to walk by, casually taking a cup of Dream and drinking it as if savoring some delicacy.
Zheng Yifan froze! Wasn't this girl Scarlett, the Hollywood star? To see her here in Doug Casino, drinking the Dream, a hallucinogenic substance, was astonishing.
Several security personnel nearby displayed infatuated expressions, their hands rubbing together. Without needing to ask, Zheng Yifan knew they were waiting for Scarlett to lose everything before making their move at the last moment!
Who doesn't like a beautiful girl? Even if they were just ordinary security personnel. But now that their Boss treated them well, with a stunning girl in sight, they would be the first to benefit.
A big star like Scarlett would definitely attract high bids for a night of indulgence.
The sight of her alluring waist and exquisite face made Zheng Yifan feel as if he couldn't look away. However, he soon felt a warm body climb onto his shoulder, gentle lips softly blowing warm air near his ear.
"Boss, is there something unusual?" At that moment, Jessica finally made her move.
In her eyes, Zheng Yifan was her prey; she wouldn’t allow any enchantress to steal him away.
"It's fine; I knew there would be issues. If I could still be fooled by you, how could I maintain this business?" Zheng Yifan smiled lightly and then suddenly feigned a dazed expression while his right hand firmly slapped Jessica's curvy backside.
With a dazed look in his eyes, Zheng Yifan led the way into Doug Casino.
The security personnel felt even more reassured seeing Zheng Yifan's expression; he now seemed almost indistinguishable from Scarlett. Both were slowly entering the casino.
Only Zheng Yifan knew what was happening.
The drink from Dream surprisingly possessed the power of Vital Energy, a force that was entirely reminiscent of the apocalyptic world. Zheng Yifan was all too familiar with the sensation of Vital Energy; in the chaotic times of the Apocalyptic World, if one didn't recognize such primal power, it would be better to just die.
Zheng Yifan had no idea why he found himself here, but it must have been the hallucinatory effects caused by Vital Energy; otherwise, there was no way it could be this intense.
As he took a sip, a refreshing fragrance lingered in his mouth, gradually burning down his throat.
Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over him. However, it quickly passed. After all, he was a Fifth-Level Esper; if he were shaken by this mere Vital Energy that barely qualified as entry-level, it would be better for him to just die.
His slightly tipsy steps made him appear like a drunkard as he followed Scarlett ahead.
Jessica clung to Zheng Yifan's side like a bird afraid of losing her boss. He was an elite in this world, and that status alone was enough to drive all women crazy; it represented absolute power.
"Sir! Please come here to exchange your chips!" A waiter guided Zheng Yifan toward the chip exchange. Although guests appeared normal after consuming Dream's drinks, some abnormal situations still arose. For instance, the initial intention to exchange chips was completely overshadowed by the casino's frenzied atmosphere. Even when exchanging chips, ordinary people usually maintained their composure in casinos; only gamblers would risk everything they had. Regular folks visiting Las Vegas would control their budgets to ensure they had fun without breaking the bank.
Ordinary gamblers might just come to play and consider it a good day if they walked away with ten or twenty thousand dollars. The high-stakes gambling seen in movies involving millions or billions happened only once every few months.
Only now at Doug Casino did such occurrences happen frequently. However, this phenomenon was still rare.
Zheng Yifan did not notice this because once he arrived at the chip exchange center, he found that the staff there did not operate like typical casinos where guests could exchange as much as they wanted.
Instead, they began conversing with gamblers in a tone laden with psychological suggestion.
Zheng Yifan stammered and struggled to say anything coherent; he just wanted them to hurry up and exchange his chips.
However, after the staff had him exchange all his assets, Zheng Yifan realized that those who used Dream were not completely insane but needed guidance from the casino to spend their money.
It was just like what Zheng Yifan faced now; the casino staff began directing him to convert all his wealth into chips.
A total of seven million dollars was exchanged into chips by Zheng Yifan. He didn’t have to worry about these things; in Las Vegas, everything was fully protected by the U.S. government, and no problems would arise.
This is due to the laws of Las Vegas.
Those who have never lived in the United States would not know how strict their legal awareness is. Anyway, Doug Casino plays on the edge of legality, using things that the authorities cannot inspect.
Seven million chips can actually be held with just two hands. Mario and Bag each took away a million dollars' worth of chips, leaving the two Fellows dumbfounded. The Boss was terrifying, casually tossing over a million dollars' worth of chips. This wasn't some worthless Korean won or Afghan gold; it was the strongest currency in the world, and now they had a million dollars' worth of chips in hand.
However, for the Boss, winning meant they gained, while losing meant it was his loss. This was just the principal amount; if they won, they still had to pay it back. It was merely a thrill of gambling.
The two Fellows didn’t care about that; as long as they protected Zheng Yifan, playing hard was the most enjoyable part!
As for Jessica beside them, there was no need to mention her. She and Zheng Yifan were using the same batch of chips, casually playing with six million in chips.
All the gambling tables in front were filled with people, who were crazily engaged in various games.
Scarlett was sitting right in front of the roulette wheel, her eyes glued to the spinning ball, both eyes bloodshot.
When Zheng Yifan took a look over, he couldn't help but laugh; this was the most ridiculous place and also the most gambling-centric place.
Almost everyone was throwing their chips on the riskiest and hardest-to-hit numbers.
It was simply absurd! If someone hit it big, the casino would have to pay out a fortune. But Zheng Yifan didn’t care; he was here for the thrill.
The first reason Zheng Yifan dared to come here was that he had Bag and Mario by his side, along with Jessica quietly informing him of a large group of Mercenaries about to arrive. The other reason was his incredible luck.
That was the power of Fortune. Zheng Yifan carried the Fortune of millions; he possessed their luck. As for cheating at cards, that was impossible in front of him.
His eyes were sharper than surveillance cameras, and his hands moved faster than sound. The roulette wheel spun around and landed on number one; no one had placed a bet, and all the money belonged to the casino.
Zheng Yifan watched as various expressions of regret crossed people's faces, including a few pitiful women. Their attire wasn’t particularly impressive, but Zheng Yifan could tell that each one was quite beautiful. They looked somewhat familiar; they must be extras from Hollywood.
Hollywood in America has produced more movie stars than anywhere else in the world and has also created these extras. They had all once tried to become real stars but ultimately gave up, content to be mere background players.
After all, the money they had won was not insignificant.
But now they were completely captivated by Dream, with almost everyone holding onto their last few chips.
A few of them were familiar faces; it seemed they had all been tricked by the same person to end up here.
"Sir, do you need special services? Our group of seven sisters only charges ten thousand for a night!"
"No! Sir, it's only 00 dollars. Have you seen Sister Group? That's us seven performing! No matter the position or the type of service, we can provide it!" A sweet-looking girl with a stunning figure finally couldn't hold back and approached Zheng Yifan, pleading for a chance to continue gambling. She tightly clutched her last chip, which Zheng Yifan could see was worth 00 dollars. She had no capital left to play with, yet she still held onto half of Dream.
"Hey! Girl, I haven't played yet! How about you come with me? We can head to the room after we're done playing?" Zheng Yifan flashed a lewd grin, pointing at a girl across the table.
This expression was exactly what someone who had just taken Dream should have; even the waitstaff nearby wore cheerful smiles.
The fellow in front of him was quite a catch—over seventy million dollars, and that was just one card's worth of deposits. He believed it would surely allow everyone to get a share.
"Okay! Sir, any service! We can accept any service!" The girl’s eyes sparkled with excitement as if they were shining with stars.
However, Zheng Yifan's expression suddenly changed.
"I don't like girls who have other tastes in their mouths. From now until tonight, no eating or drinking! Understand?" Zheng Yifan came up with a flimsy excuse and led a large group of girls to linger at the roulette table. His target was set; it all began with the roulette! (To be continued...)
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