The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 1408 - 852: Liu Zheng: Call Me Master (Part 2)

The underling, under Liu Zheng’s probing stare, drew a card from the bottom of the deck.

Revealed was a 'King of Hearts.'

"Welcome to the Ping’an City Gambling House," the masked woman said with a slight bow before stepping aside to make way.

"Thank you," Liu Zheng replied politely, then entered the establishment.

The Ping’an City Gambling House dwarfed the Demon Casino where Niu Ma had taken him, boasting a much larger space and a significantly greater number of patrons.

Furthermore, the clientele here were predominantly humanoid, a stark contrast to the disorderly mix at the Demon Casino.

"Exchanging gold for chips can be a bit inconvenient, so we’ll need you to wait a moment," the masked woman stated, following him inside.

"Then I'll use cash instead. The gold bar was merely a way to get your attention," Liu Zheng responded, producing a wad of cash.

"Very well. Yamei," the masked woman said, returning the gold bar and beckoning to a pretty young girl with twin tails dressed as an idol.

"Please take good care of this distinguished guest from the Bloody Restaurant," she instructed the twin-tailed girl.

"Understood, Lady Rixiang," the twin tails replied.

"I have other matters to attend to, so I cannot accompany you further. Deliveryman, please enjoy yourself," the masked woman bowed to Liu Zheng before melting into the crowd.

"Do I also need to call you Deliveryman?" the twin tails inquired, tilting her head.

"Then you may call me Master," Liu Zheng responded, a playful impulse striking him as he noticed her sunny, cheerful smile.

"Alright, Master. Is there anything Yamei-chan can do for you, Master?" the twin tails quickly adopted her role.

"First, go and get me some chips," Liu Zheng instructed, handing her the cash and tucking two bills into her ponytails.

"These two bills are a reward for Yamei-chan," he added.

"Master is so kind! I'll be going now," the twin tails chirped happily and walked away.

The moment she turned her back, Liu Zheng's expression grew serious.

He strolled through the gambling house, hands in his pockets, his sharp gaze scanning the tables and the people.

Soon, his target was identified.

A disheveled, bearded man in a worn-out samurai robe stood before the roulette table, leaning so far forward his ear nearly brushed the spinning wheel.

"Start!" the croupier announced as the wheel spun rapidly.

The small steel ball danced within the wheel, much like a lost bee, and the gamblers' hearts rose and fell with its erratic movements, as if being harvested for honey.

The ball finally settled, landing in the black '13' slot.

"Damn it!" The man slammed his fist onto the gambling table, leaving a shallow indentation and causing cracks to spiderweb across the sturdy wood.

"Mr. Shi, you've damaged the tables multiple times. If this persists, you'll either have to pay for the damages, or we'll have to ask you to leave," the croupier said with a frown.

"Don't tell me that, keep going, keep going," the man ignored the warning, placing nearly all his remaining chips on '8.'

The croupier paused before starting the next round and retrieved a walkie-talkie.

"He's going to call the manager," Liu Zheng thought.

While he wasn't afraid, avoiding trouble was always the preferred course of action.

Thus, he stepped up to the table before the croupier could make the call.

"I'll pay for the table he damaged," Liu Zheng declared, casually producing a wad of cash and tossing it before the croupier.

"Very well, thank you, dear guest," the croupier pocketed the money adeptly, setting aside the walkie-talkie.

He didn't question why Liu Zheng was covering the man's damages. In establishments like casinos, unusual occurrences were commonplace; he'd even witnessed chips being used as currency during a downpour before.

The man glanced at Liu Zheng but said nothing, merely grabbing his chips and moving to the next gambling table.

Liu Zheng followed silently, saying nothing as well.

At the subsequent table for dice, the man unhesitatingly placed all his remaining chips on 'Big.'

The croupier shook the dice cup, creating blurs until it suddenly stopped.

"Open!" he shouted as the cup was lifted.

Four, four, and two – a total of ten points, making it 'Small.'

He had lost everything in a single throw. This time, however, the man didn't cry out in frustration; instead, he looked coldly at Liu Zheng.

Though his eyes were shut, Liu Zheng felt as though he met a pair of blood-red eyes.

Liu Zheng gave a faint smile, took out another wad of cash, and placed it before the man.

The man snatched the cash and once again bet on 'Big.'

"Sir Shi, only chips are permitted on the tables," the croupier reminded him.

The man shot a mocking smile at Liu Zheng before tossing the cash back towards him.

"Sir, I have finally found you."

At this moment, the twin-tailed girl dashed over, a tray laden with chips in her hands.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng accepted the tray and promptly emptied all the chips onto the betting table.

"Well, now we have it," he declared.

The man's grin widened slightly before he used his large, rough, and grimy hands to amass the chips into a neat stack, nudging them forward into a conspicuous position.

"Triple sixes!"

The surrounding gamblers let out gasps of astonishment, and the croupier's composure wavered noticeably.

The payout for three sixes stands at 1:150, yet the statistical likelihood is a mere 1:216, translating to a slim 0.46% chance. Individuals bold enough to wager on triple sixes are typically either exceptionally skilled or profoundly foolish.

Of course, a third possibility now emerges: utilizing someone else's chips.

But what if, by some twist of fate, he actually wins...

The croupier eyed the towering stack of chips, his mind racing. A successful bet here would net close to ten million dollars.

The mere thought sent beads of cold perspiration trickling down his forehead.

"Quickly now, what are you waiting for? Afraid you can't cover the payout?" the man prodded.

"Yeah, hurry it up, why are you dawdling now?" the other gamblers chimed in with a clamor.

"Open!"

With gritted teeth, the croupier flipped open the dice cup.

Six, four, one. Eleven. An obvious high roll.

"Phew~"

The croupier expelled a lengthy sigh of relief. It appeared the bettor was indeed squandering another's fortune with reckless abandon.

A mix of disappointment and reassurance flickered across the faces of the other gamblers. Disappointment stemmed from the lack of a dramatic spectacle, while relief washed over them that an outsider hadn't claimed the winnings.

The man remained silent, yet he forcefully slapped the betting table. His intent was unmistakable: "Hand over the money."

"Go exchange again," Liu Zheng instructed, producing another wad of cash and handing it to the twin-tailed girl.

"Yes, master."

The twin-tailed girl swiftly returned with a fresh batch of chips.

"Give them to him," Liu Zheng gestured towards the man.

"Yes, master."

The twin-tailed girl deposited the chips before the man. He once again gathered them into a pile, then placed his bet squarely on 'Four'.

The odds for the sum of the three dice equaling 'Four' are 1:50, with a probability of 1.4%. Clearly, the man harbored no illusions of winning but sought merely to savor the experience.

"Open! Open! Open!" The gamblers once again stirred up a frenzy.

This time, the croupier approached the task with considerably more ease. A smile gracing his lips, he gave the dice cup a shake before placing it onto the tray with a deliberate, balanced force.

"Open!" The croupier announced, revealing the contents of the dice cup.

Then, his smile solidified into a mask of disbelief. Two, one, one. A total of four points.

"Hiss!" A collective intake of breath rippled through the crowd surrounding the betting table.

The chips Liu Zheng had procured this time amounted to precisely one hundred thousand. This translated to a staggering five million dollars for the man.

With such a windfall, not only would his outstanding debts be cleared, but he could also indulge in a life of opulence for the remainder of his days.

"Ha." Yet, faced with such incredible fortune, the man merely let out a scoff and turned to depart.

"Mr. Shi Yidao, aren't you going to claim your chips?" Liu Zheng inquired.

"Those are your chips; they have nothing to do with me," the man finally responded, his tone utterly dismissive.

"Since the bet was placed through your actions, the winnings rightfully belong to you. If you insist on such magnanimity, perhaps we could split the winnings fifty-fifty?"

"You scum from the Bloody Restaurant, what is it you want from me?" the man demanded, fixing Liu Zheng with a glare.

"How about we discuss this somewhere more private?" Liu Zheng suggested.

"Whatever," the man replied with indifference.

"Do you have a private room available?" Liu Zheng then asked the twin-tailed girl.

"Yes, we do, master," she confirmed. Having borne witness to a five-million-dollar stake, both win and loss, the twin-tailed girl was visibly thrilled.

"Arrange a private room for us, and this is for you." Liu Zheng produced a chip worth ten thousand dollars and discreetly tucked it into the girl's cleavage.

"Right away, master, I'll arrange it immediately." With her twin tails bobbing like dragonflies in flight, the twin-tailed girl practically flew towards the second floor.