Published: February 10, 2025
Seeing Ye Zhongming return, Mo Qi and Brother Yuan only glanced at him, completely indifferent, as if Ye Zhongming was just a stranger to them. They continued boasting about their recent achievements at the casino above, as if they had transformed into gambling kings, dominating the scene.
Only Boge gave a casual nod to Ye Zhongming, but his face did not look good. Gao Yi and Zhao Xiangxue looked at their boss and felt that something had happened earlier.
“So, if you're having bad luck, you should stop and not continue; otherwise, you'll end up like Boge, losing so much!” Brother Yuan said in a bossy manner to Zhao Xiangxue.
There were plenty of beauties here, and he didn’t dare to provoke the powerful ones. The ones he could approach, like the waitresses or the fallen women outside, he found distasteful. Only someone like Zhao Xiangxue, who seemed cold yet pure, could attract him.
Even from Brother Yuan and Mo Qi's perspective, they guessed that this young girl might still be a virgin!
In the two years since the apocalypse, such girls were even rarer than ninth-level mutated life forms.
“Lost?”
Regardless, Boge had been relatively friendly towards Ye Zhongming and his companions along the way. Perhaps he had some ulterior motives towards Zhao Xiangxue as well, but at least he didn’t put on an air of superiority, which made Ye Zhongming have a good impression of him. Hearing that he had lost money, he asked.
Boge smiled awkwardly, “Bad luck, just bad luck.”
Ye Zhongming looked at Boge suspiciously, feeling that this person was being overly tolerant of the other two.
While his own strength and the force behind him might not be as strong as Mo Qi and Brother Yuan, he could at least avoid trouble; there was no need to put up with them.
However, since they were ultimately strangers, Ye Zhongming just fleetingly entertained that thought and had no intention of helping.
“I told you it was bad luck, why ask?” Brother Yuan pouted in dissatisfaction, causing Gao Yi to clench his fists tightly.
“Hey, here comes someone with the battle results!” Brother Yuan pointed in a direction and soon saw a beautiful woman dressed in the uniform of the upstairs casino walking down. She smiled as she approached the group and gently handed a bag of magic crystals to him.
“Today was lucky, I won nearly a hundred grade 3 magic crystals!”
Brother Yuan's voice was a bit loud, drawing the attention of those around him. Upon hearing he won so much, envy was written on their faces. After all, with good luck, that amount of magic crystals could translate into two or three bottles of three-star evolution elixirs; even with bad luck, it could still amount to one bottle, which was still a decent income.
Seeing this bag made Boge's expression even worse; the contrast was too stark.
However, at that moment, another maid walked over, this time carrying a tray with several black bags on it. These bags were similar to the one just given to Brother Yuan, only larger.
“This is the income from earlier; please check it.”
Upon hearing the maid's words, Brother Yuan and the others were confused. “Is there a mistake? We…”
“Give it to me.” Ye Zhongming interrupted him, handing over his identification plate. The maid glanced at it and immediately smiled as she handed over the bags to Ye Zhongming, even winking at him as she left.
“Yours?”
Brother Yuan, Mo Qi, and even Boge stared at Ye Zhongming, looking incredulous.
“Boss won this earlier!” Zhao Xiangxue said with a bit of pride; when not in battle, she still had a bit of a girl’s charm!
“Won?” Boge instinctively asked among the three, “How much did you win?”
Ye Zhongming thought seriously for a moment, “It should be over six hundred grade 3 magic crystals.”
Everyone fell silent upon hearing this. The expressions on Mo Qi and Brother Yuan's faces turned sour; they had just been boasting about winning a lot, only to discover it was less than one-fifth of what Ye Zhongming earned. Their pride felt bruised.