10,000 meters underground.
The entire casino is covered with thick dark red velvet carpets, painted wall lamps are hung on the walls, and most of the waiters and staff in a hurry are played by intelligent robots. The privacy of the guests is guaranteed to the greatest extent.
Wen Xingze stored his luggage, put on his cloak and mask, and stepped into the gate.
The pure black cloak provided here is very wide, and the mask only exposes the eyes, and is equipped with a miniature voice changer.
The three characteristics of body shape, appearance, and voice are covered up. Basically, as long as you don’t take the initiative to reveal it, other people can’t even judge your race—of course, like dwarfs who are short in stature, mermaids have ears even if they become legs Fins, these distinguishing features cannot be concealed.
The clock on the wall said six o'clock in the evening.
This was the time when the casino gradually became lively, and there was a long queue at the place where the chips were exchanged.
"May I ask how the chips are measured today?" 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 was always changing, sometimes it was money, sometimes it was something else. For example, last year there was a food-based gamble, and the chips were measured by 'appetite'. People with stronger appetites could exchange for more chips.
Those who run out of chips will be asked out of the casino on the spot. Of course, if you go to the gambling table, you can also use other things as chips if both parties are willing.
The person behind Wen Xingze looked at him. He was taller than Wen Xingze. Through the mask, Wen Xingze could only see a pair of dark red eyes—he guessed that they were a male of blood race.
The voice of the man of the blood race passed through the voice changer, showing a vague electric sound, and he said, "I like it."
Wen Xingze: "?"
That blood male: "How much I like the king."
Wen Xingze: "..."
Why are you so ashamed of even the chips? !
The man of the blood race looked at Wen Xingze seriously, and suddenly his eyes moved, and said: "You, I feel very—"
Wen Xingze thought for a moment that he had been exposed, so he quickly lowered the brim of his hat. Fortunately, the other party didn't pester him too much, but kept looking at him with puzzled eyes, and soon it was Wen Xingze's turn to line up.
This is a casino dominated by dwarves, and the level of technology is of course one of the best in the universe.
For example, when exchanging chips, customers only need to stand in front of the instrument to receive the test, and they can infer the person’s desires, emotions, likes and dislikes, etc. from indicators such as breathing rate, pupil dilation, heart rate, hormone secretion, etc., and then intuitively reflect the number of chips.
Somehow scarier than mind reading.
"I still like myself quite a bit," Wen Xingze thought, "I should be able to exchange a lot."
According to the facts known to Wen Xingze, the simplest type of gambling here only needs one or two chips, and if it climbs up to a dozen or twenty chips, it will need tens of thousands to the central gaming table. One hundred chips are enough.
Wen Xingze stood in front of the metal instrument. About three seconds later, the instrument started to spit out chips after the inspection. Soon, the chips piled up in a small half layer in the box.
The instrument broadcasts with a mechanical voice: "Guest number 31378 has obtained a total of 100 chips, and has no permission to go to the second, third and fourth floors. Welcome."
A small area around him suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked sideways at him in shock.
Wen Xingze's heart skipped a beat.
Is hundreds of them too many? Is he really so narcissistic? !
Immediately afterwards, the blood man behind him came to the front.
The instrument stopped for half a minute, and then began to spit out chips, which quickly overflowed the small box and piled up hills on the table.
The mechanical voice began to broadcast: "Guest No. 31379, obtained a total of 15,760 chips, and obtained permission to go to the third basement floor. Welcome."
This time, the faces of the people around were as usual, and they were not surprised at all.
And Wen Xingze quickly discovered a fact.
... He is the only one among the more than 30,000 guests in this casino whose initial chips are lower than four figures.
Meanwhile, four floors of underground casinos.
The central gaming table is here, and all the guests on the fourth floor have at least 100,000 chips in their hands, because the maximum initial chip limit is 30,000, and being able to stand on the fourth floor means that the initial chips are high enough and the gambling luck is not bad of.
There is only one large central gaming table here, which is located on a circular platform, and the platform is separated from the surrounding area by a circular water flow. The audience is bustling with other guests waiting to fight with the dealer. At first glance, there are thousands of people. people.
Dragon clan, mermaid clan, blood clan, orc clan... Except for a few parents like robots who know nothing about gambling and have not found a way, almost every clan has many guests who have come to the fourth floor.
Obviously, no one wants to miss out on this grand prize related to Zai Zai.
For example, the ones wrapped in cloaks and turning into human figures, huddled in the corner drinking drinks and observing the surroundings, are obviously dragons, because they will reveal their wings and tails when they are nervous.
The croupier stood by the table, the only beam of light was on the gaming table.
The banker didn't wear a cloak or mask, and neither did the guests opposite him. Surprisingly, the dealer turned out to be a "boy" who looked only five or six years old.
The boy looked smaller than the young prince of the blood clan. He had dark brown short curly hair, emerald green pupils, a palm-sized face, and exquisite features.
He looked languid, holding an old-fashioned pipe that was extremely inconsistent with his youthful appearance.
"What are you betting on?" The dwarf who couldn't tell his real age slowly exhaled smoke rings, and looked at the mermaid opposite, "It's just that the chips are too boring."
The total chips of both of them have exceeded 500,000. In this kind of bet, usually both sides will take the initiative to increase their chips.
The mermaid sitting opposite the dwarf has light blue ear fins, covered in shark gauze, and has long hair hanging down. The mermaid nodded gracefully and gestured, the dealer began to deal the cards
Both sides of the table looked comfortable and determined to win.
The onlookers have already begun to whisper:
"The dwarves haven't lost today, have they?"
"The prize this time is related to the cubs. The dwarves will not lose. They are so smart and have a strong desire to win."
"This is the first time for mermaids..."
Perennial lack of sunlight makes the skin of the gnomes extremely fair and fragile. The weaker their appearance, the stronger and more indestructible their minds are.
Few can guess a dwarf's mind, including their king.
When the dwarves first came to the Muse, everyone thought it was a temporary stay as before, and when they hated the country, they would leave on a day suitable for interstellar travel.
Until the third year, at that time, Muse's entire army participated in the war. In order to save the mermaid clan, His Majesty went to the underground auction house alone, but was intercepted by the pursuers on the way back because he was seriously injured.
The situation was very urgent at that time. The dragons and robots were thousands of light-years away on the battlefield. The dwarves were far inferior to the fully armed army in terms of combat effectiveness. So in order to delay time and gain opportunities, the dwarfs made a surprise attack. The decision of the whole universe-they played the game with the enemy.
And as a bargaining chip, it is the lives of all dwarves.
Like madness, like an unwarranted confidence that when the other side of the scale is their king, they can never lose.
The gamble on the fourth floor has officially begun.
Unofficial filming is prohibited in underground casinos, but at this time most of the guests have already fallen into a frenzy, and no one has noticed the miniature cameras that are quietly flashing in some corners, and two or three sneaky figures walk past the corner .
A casino is a chaotic and noisy enough environment that whatever happens is not surprising, but this is the Casino of the Muse Empire.
The Empire of the Muses is a very large and powerful country. Some people think that the Muses, Utopia, and the Cosmic Alliance are the three pillars of the relationship, but that is not the case. The strength of the Cosmic Alliance is far inferior to the other two parties.
Under the round platform, a man who was separated from the crowd watched the game for a moment, had a panoramic view of what happened around him, then turned and left.
Suddenly, an unknown gust of wind passed through the underground city tens of thousands of meters deep, blowing the man's hood back. Behind the mask, there are a pair of beautiful and 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 his life.
He never felt that he was a person with low self-esteem or self-loathing before, but maybe he needs to see a psychiatrist this time when he goes back, Wen Xingze thought.
The underground casino is divided into floors one to four. You need 1,000 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 the special prize. lock up.
Because of the particularity of the prizes and the great allure to the Muse parents, almost every guest showed an unusually strong desire to win.
And Wen Xingze's bargaining chips are too few, so he can only wander around on the first floor. There is not even a gaming table on the first floor, only some slot machines, coin pushers and the like. No one is assigned to the first floor except Wen Xingze. The sporadic guests lost their luck from the second, third, and fourth floors to the first floor because of bad luck.
Wen Xingze: "..."
Being on the first floor, listening to the voices of people coming from the corridor down, is really tormenting.
The other two or three customers quickly earned enough chips to go downstairs, leaving only Wen Xingze on the first floor.
Wen Xingze sat dejectedly on the first floor terrace. Looking down from the circular terrace, you can get a glimpse of the bustling scenes on the second and third floors, and there is a fountain in the center of the third floor.
Wen Xingze has never played with one of these machines before, and he knows very well that this is a casino for the dwarves, and a novice will only lose all his chips if he plays these rashly, and maybe he will lose something.
Just when Wen Xingze was about to give up, the suspended ladder rising from the lower floor suddenly moved.
A man wearing a black cloak came out. He was much taller than Wen Xingze, and he wore a mask. The aura around him was quiet and cold, and he seemed to be a thousand miles away from others.
His eyes flicked across Wen Xingze, paused for a few seconds, and walked towards the chip exchange.
"Change chips."
His voice has been processed by a voice changer, and it still looks cold.
The man raised his hand, and dropped two golden chips worth 100,000 on the table from his wide sleeve, and soon the robot respectfully returned the twenty silver chips worth 10,000.
The man picked up a chip and looked at it for a moment. He wore a pair of pure black gloves, his fingers were slender and well-defined, and then he put all the twenty chips into his sleeves.
Wen Xingze's gaze followed him involuntarily. Although the figure, appearance and voice could not be distinguished, Wen Xingze always felt that this person had an indescribable sense of familiarity.
But the man did not show that he knew Wen Xingze, and stood 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, he followed the man in.
"Di-"
The man pressed the number '3', the door closed slowly, and the viewing suspended ladder began to descend silently, and the lights of the entire underground city were under their feet.
Wen Xingze sized up the man for a moment, and found that he had a pair of rare and beautiful light silver eyes, because they were hidden under the shadow of the mask, and he couldn't see clearly.
The man casually stared ahead, stretched out his left hand in front of Wen Xingze's eyes and opened it, and there were two silver chips lying in his palm:
"lend you."
the man said.
Wen Xingze didn't know why, so he thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to pay it back?"
man:"… "
The man glanced at Wen Xingze and asked back, "What do you think?"