Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
"You're thinking..."
Dennis raised his hand, mimicking the action of rolling dice, and flicked his tongue in his mouth to simulate the sound of dice.
"Oh? You've just earned a 100-year sentence reduction today and you want to play dice?"
"After working all day, I'm tired. It's just right to find a place to have some fun."
"Alright, then I'll take you to a good place to have fun." His coworker smiled. "There's a casino in the southern part of the city. It's pretty good. Even third-class citizens are allowed to gamble there. The stakes aren't high, you can join a game with just a hundred or so, it's pretty good."
"That's exactly what I want."
Dennis followed his coworker to the casino in the south.
Surprisingly, the casino was just across the street from a police station, which was utterly bewildering.
The casino had no name, only a tattered cloth serving as a door curtain, and the entire room was extremely rudimentary. Dennis went to the counter and exchanged a 100-year sentence for a chip, but he didn't rush to gamble. Instead, he wandered between the gambling tables.
Since this world had a casino, there must be people operating in the grey areas, perhaps even information dealers. Currently in the dark about many things, this seemed like the place to start looking.
"Brother, I've noticed you haven't placed a bet for a while. Do you find the things here uninteresting?"
A man's voice sounded behind Dennis.
Dennis turned to look. The man was about forty years old, with a dark complexion, and his smile always seemed somewhat sinister.
"Oh, just looking around."
"You're looking for someone, right?"
"How do you know?"
"Since you walked in, I've been watching you. You've been staring at the gamblers but never at the tables.
You didn't wear a helmet before entering, which suggests you might be a high-ranking citizen. But you've been talking to me here for a while, and no police robots have come to add to my sentence, which means I was wrong. This is a clear contradiction.
Your trouser legs are covered in
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