Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng nodded: "Really."

Anna felt a warmth in her heart, raised her glass and clinked it against Lin Feng's, then drank it all in one gulp.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Lin Feng kindly helped Anna break the curse.

After the three of them packed their luggage, Lin Feng drove the black Cullinan, taking Anna and Sarah to Austin Airport.

Upon arriving at the airport, Lin Feng first had the two women wait inside the terminal, while he drove the Cullinan to a secluded corner on the outskirts of the airport.

There are few people, no surveillance cameras, and they can't capture anything.

He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and with a thought, Cullinan vanished from its spot and was stored in his spatial dimension.

After all, Austin is more than 2,000 kilometers away from Las Vegas, and driving is too time-consuming; flying is much faster.

Lin Feng carried a simple duffel bag and walked into the terminal, where he found Sarah and Anna in the VIP lounge.

Anna was drinking coffee when she saw Lin Feng come in, so she put down her cup and stood up.

Anna stepped forward, gave Lin Feng a tight hug, and then gently kissed him on the lips.

"Lin, I should board the plane now."

Lin Feng patted her on the back, "Have a safe trip, text me when you arrive."

Anna nodded, turned around and gave Sarah a cheek kiss, whispering something in Sarah's ear.

Sarah blushed and gave her a playful push.

Anna waved, picked up her bag, and disappeared into the boarding gate passage in her high heels.

Half an hour later, Sarah and Lin Feng also boarded a flight to Las Vegas.

Lin Feng leaned back in the spacious first-class seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Although he doesn't know how to gamble, Lin Feng's skill is so great that even the God of Gamblers would be helpless against him.

With divine sense, the entire casino was transparent to him. He knew exactly what cards his opponents had, what cards the dealer dealt, and what the next card would be.

Faced with such an overwhelming advantage, winning money is just a formality.

Three and a half hours later, the plane arrived in Las Vegas.

Through the porthole, one can see a desolate desert stretching out before them.

Then, in the middle of the desert, a dense cluster of high-rise buildings suddenly appeared, like a mirage.

In the distance are the iconic mega-buildings of the casino district: the pyramids, the Statue of Liberty, the Eiffel Tower, and the Venetian's bell tower, all crammed together.

And that giant sphere in Las Vegas is the most eye-catching.

The plane landed smoothly, and as Lin Feng and Sarah stepped out of McCarran International Airport, a gust of dry, hot air hit them.

The sky above was a clear blue.

As soon as I stepped out of the airport, a dry, hot wind hit me, carrying the scorching smell unique to the desert.

The sky was azure.

Lin Feng and Sarah dragged their suitcases out of the terminal. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw a black Cadillac Escalade parked on the side of the road.

A tall, blonde woman was leaning against the car, wearing a neatly tailored gray organza dress and oversized black sunglasses.

Holding a cup of coffee, she moved with a relaxed yet elegant posture.

She is Elin Elizabeth, the older sister of Sarah from Legally Blonde.

Lin Feng and Sarah were both somewhat surprised to see Eileen.

Sarah paused for a moment, then blurted out, "What brings you here?"

Eileen raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on her lips, her tone laced with a hint of teasing:

"Isn't that surprising?"

Lin Feng turned to Sarah and asked, "Did you tell her?"

Salad shook her head repeatedly.

No, I didn't tell her.

I didn't even know she was in Las Vegas.

Eileen took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful blue-green eyes, and slowly unveiled the mystery:

"Don't guess, Anna told me."

She messaged me saying that you two were coming to Las Vegas and asked me to pick you up at the airport.

Lin Feng smiled knowingly, looking at Eileen with a hint of teasing in his voice, "What? Want to ask Anna out? How about a Battle of Red Cliffs?"

Sarah looked bewildered: "Battle of Red Cliffs? What does that mean?"

Lin Feng remained expressionless: "69."

Sarah suddenly realized what was happening and couldn't help but laugh.

Eileen rolled her eyes, put her sunglasses back on, and decisively ended the boring topic:

Anna messaged me to tell me you had arrived and asked me to pick you up.

Okay, get in the car.

She opened the car door and gestured for them to enter.

Lin Feng and Sarah got into the car, Eileen started the engine, and the Cadillac Escalade smoothly drove out of the airport and merged into the traffic.

Sarah leaned back in the leather seat, looked at the familiar interior, pouted, and spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction:

Why are you driving this car?

Eileen laughed as she drove, "Why can't I drive?"

Sarah snorted and said nothing more.

After all, she had been driving this car before.

Eileen glanced at her, her tone softening slightly:

"Alright, Old Deng is just worried you'll get scammed."

Ever since he learned that Lin Feng gave you a farm worth hundreds of millions of US dollars, he knew that Lin Feng was not lying to you.

He has had all the things you returned packed up before, saying that he will send them to you anytime you ask.

You just blocked him, so he can't find you.

Sarah turned her face to the car window, looking at the desert scenery rushing past outside, and coldly snorted: "No need."

Eileen smiled and didn't try to persuade her any further.

She glanced at Lin Feng in the rearview mirror, then at Sarah, her tone tinged with envy:

"Too.

Now your assets exceed the combined assets of our entire family; you are a true multi-millionaire.

She wasn't being sarcastic; she was genuinely envious.

Eileen was the kind of child everyone admired from a young age. She attended the best private schools and worked tirelessly day and night to get good grades.

He got into an Ivy League school, then worked himself to the bone to pass the bar exam, spending countless sleepless nights to barely make it to a million dollars a year.

It's already considered very successful among its peers, but compared to salads, it's simply not worth mentioning.

Who would have thought that Sarah would become a billionaire just by finding a man?

Where can I go to reason with this?

Eileen is a staunch feminist who firmly believes that women should rely on themselves.

She despised women who used marriage to achieve upward social mobility.

But at this moment, looking at her younger sister leaning back in the leather seat, wearing a rainbow-colored Rolex on her wrist, she had to admit that she was indeed a little envious.

The car exited the highway and entered downtown Las Vegas.

Casinos, hotels, and shows stand side by side, the air thick with the smell of money.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a villa.

Eileen opened the door and said to Sarah with a smile, "Come in and have a look."

Sarah pushed open the door and entered. The facilities inside were exactly the same as before she left, and even the set of tableware she had used for many years in the kitchen was still in its original place.

Everything felt like she had just left yesterday.

Eileen stood behind her and said softly, "Don't worry, I didn't touch your master bedroom. I slept in the second bedroom."

Nothing in your room has been touched.

Lin Feng paced around the living room and casually asked, "You're not in New York, what are you doing in Las Vegas?"

Eileen leaned against the kitchen bar counter and poured herself a glass of water:

"I'm not a billionaire, of course I have to work."

There's a case that requires me to come to Las Vegas. A client is accused of money laundering, and I'm here to prepare the defense.

Lin Feng sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and asked, "Do you need any help?"

Eileen walked over with a glass of water, looked him up and down, and spoke with a hint of disdain:

"You can't help with legal issues."

Criminal defense is a skill, not something you can solve just by being a fighter.

Sarah walked in from the door, plopped down next to Lin Feng, and snorted coldly: "He can make the other party disappear."

This is simpler and more direct than going to a judge.

Eileen rolled her eyes speechlessly, too lazy to say anything more to the two of them.

She checked the time and asked, "Are you staying here tonight? I've already prepared the guest room."

Salad waved her hand: "No need, I'll just stay at the hotel tonight."

Las Vegas may not have much else, but it has a lot of casinos and hotels.

Eileen raised an eyebrow and looked at Sarah. "Looks like you're still angry with Daddy."

Salad didn't respond.

Eileen tactfully changed the subject: "Anna said you're going to the casino to win money?"

Salad nodded. "Yes, are you interested?"

Eileen put down her water glass, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at Lin Feng with great interest:

"Yes, I have.

Although I've never witnessed Lin Feng's gambling skills firsthand, Anna spoke with such certainty that I wanted to see just what he was capable of.

Lin Feng stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said decisively, "Alright, let's go."

Go early, come back early, making a few million today is enough.

Eileen was somewhat skeptical; she couldn't believe that money from casinos was so easy to earn.

The three of them went outside, and Eileen, driving her Cadillac Escalade, asked, "Which casino to?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment: "MGM."

"OK." Eileen stepped on the gas, and the car drove out of the residential area and merged into the traffic on the Las Vegas Strip.