Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

Given their status, Yu Songbai and Ye Xiangwen would certainly not be able to play on the first floor.

We went straight up to the second floor.

Those who frequently lose everything know that casinos in Macau are subject to licensing controls and are ostensibly restricted by law, limiting the amount of money that can be wagered.

But rules are rigid, people are flexible.

There's actually a loophole here: the junket operators are covering the losses for the gamblers.

For example, suppose a handsome guy reading a book plays a game of one against two and wins 200,000 at the gambling table.

In addition to the 200,000 on the table, the junket operator gave this handsome guy an extra 200,000, which is 400,000.

That means he won 600,000 in one go.

Of course, if you lose, you lose many times over.

This means the actual credit limit is much larger than the publicly stated limit.

Smaller players can play one-on-two or one-on-three games, while the more extravagant players can even play one-on-twenty games.

Huge sums of money rolled around on the gambling table.

Winning just a few rounds can make you live a life of ease, it's so exciting it makes your scalp tingle.

Cruise ships aren't actually afraid of being checked, but they still keep up with this practice.

Because with this kind of gameplay, when you lose, at first glance, it seems like you haven't lost much at all.

But when you win, you always overestimate your chances.

This is a weakness of human nature.

Lin Jianshen said, "I'm a beginner, so let's not play anything too complicated. It's easy to lose if you don't understand the rules."

A staff member standing nearby explained, "Then play baccarat. If you bet correctly, you win money. It's super easy."

Lin Jianshen quietly checked his pulse and felt a change in his heart rate.

They have already begun to be affected by the high-oxygen environment.

He looked at Yu Songbai: "Uncle Yu, we'll listen to you."

Yu Songbai received his signal, waved his hand, and declared, "Let's play baccarat."

He chose the gambling table.

This gambling table is a "casual game".

This means that everyone can sit at the table and bet until the dealer calls a stop.

Yu Songbai placed a bet of 20,000 chips.

Lin Jianshen said, "I don't quite understand this. I'll ask Uncle Yu."

He also bet 20,000.

Seeing this, Ye Xiangwen also pressed down.

The bookmakers opened the betting, and they won.

Each person won 20,000.

In the next round, he bet all his capital plus winnings, still following Yu Songbai.

Won again.

40,000 becomes 80,000.

Yu Songbai carefully examined the route and calculated the probability.

Bet again.

Another win.

Eighty thousand became sixteen thousand.

Winning three games in a row is not uncommon; some people have reportedly figured out the patterns and probabilities and won more than ten games in a row.

But only those who have experienced it firsthand know how exciting it is to win three games in a row.

All three of them were panting heavily; it was so exciting.

Because they're playing a bottom-fishing game, one person supporting ten.

The junket operators also had to give each of them an extra 1.6 million in chips.

These chips can be used to continue betting, or they can be cashed out and the money can be withdrawn.

In just a few minutes, with an initial investment of 20,000 yuan, he won nearly two million yuan.

What does this mean?!

Ye Xiangwen felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and all sorts of hormones were being secreted wildly.

He didn't know that gambling addiction is not only a psychological addiction, but also a physical addiction to these hormones.

Lin Jianshen glanced at him and saw that his cheeks were flushed, his nostrils were slightly flared, and he was breathing heavily.

You could tell that the fish was completely hooked.

But Ye Xiangwen didn't think so; he felt he had great self-control.

"I'm going out for a smoke and some fresh air." He was still rational at this moment and decided to calm down.

Lin Jianshen said, "Uncle Yu, you go ahead and play. I'm going to get some fresh air too."

The two leaned on the railing, the sea breeze blowing in their faces.

Lin Jianshen murmured, "I never expected to be so lucky today."

"I'll use this money to gamble in a bit. If I win, I'll be financially independent. If I lose it all, that's it. I'll never spend money to buy chips again."

"I earn my money through hard work."

Ye Xiangwen tapped his finger, which was holding a cigarette, downwards. Ashes fell in a flurry, but were swept away by the sea breeze before they even hit the ground.

"Great idea! I'm telling you, young people need this kind of self-control."

He remembered that he was here to accompany Yu Songbai.

Playing is not the goal, but a means.

Ye Xiangwen didn't realize that his decision not to disembark immediately, but instead to say such things, meant that he was actually on the verge of death.

Today it's bird's nest and shark fin soup, tomorrow it's a hearty boxed lunch.

This is not a joke, but a true reflection of countless successful people with great self-discipline.

After standing in the wind for a while, Ye Xiangwen calmed down and went back to play with Yu Songbai.

When Yu Songbai was eighteen years old, his company was tasked with blocking enemy forces in Vietnam.

He crouched inside the cat-ear hole, a cramped space with almost no room to turn around.

In karst topography, such places are dark, damp, and devoid of sunlight.

They ate, drank, and relieved themselves inside, and many soldiers contracted groin rot.

Their supplies were also unreliable; they often relied on licking dew from their burrows and eating rats and insects to replenish their energy.

Having been tempered by war, Yu Songbai's perseverance and willpower far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Despite his advanced age, he could sit there motionless and play for a whole day and night.

One group of veteran gamblers has already been worn down.

Ye Xiangwen initially just played along with him, but he soon began to drift off into a daze.

Why did he come here?

It certainly wasn't for gambling.

It took me a while to remember—it was to curry favor with Yu Songbai.

Why did he try to please Yu Songbai?

Because the benefits and compensation for a full-time position are much higher than those for a deputy position.

He already has so much money that he could never spend it all in his lifetime.

But if you can earn more money, why not do it?

Since you can make money here, there's no need to curry favor with Yu Songbai, right?

The logic is correct.

"Press down!" Ye Xiangwen slammed his hand on the table.

When Jinli came to deliver breakfast the next day, he discovered that Ye Xiangwen from the previous day was dead.

Today's Ye Xiangwen is a different person.

He killed his past self.

Ye Xiangwen's eyes were sunken and his cheeks were flushed. When he lost, he would slam his hand on the table and shout loudly.

They dance with joy when they win.

Yu Songbai went to play with more complicated things.

Lin Jianshen said he was hungry and wanted to go eat.

Ye Xiangwen didn't even turn his head: "Pack one up for me. I have a good spot, I'm blessed by the God of Wealth, I can't leave."

Lin Jianshen nodded, knowing that he had become a qualified gambler.

At this point, even if you try to get rid of him, he might not leave.

Lin Jianshen strolled into the restaurant, where the manager personally came out to greet him.

But he didn't order anything. Instead, he went into the kitchen and made himself a bowl of minced pork noodles with a poached egg on top.

Before leaving, I packed a pizza for Ye Xiangwen.

Ye Xiangwen stuffed pizza into his mouth while placing his bet.

Yu Songbai has already left, the cruise ship has already set sail, and Ye Xiangwen is still on board.

He had forgotten why he boarded the ship in the first place, and he no longer had the heart to curry favor with Yu Songbai.

They didn't even care about work anymore.

Because he got carried away at that point, and started playing increasingly risky games.

If I win just one game, I can win back my retirement savings for this lifetime.

Gamblers always end up losing.

In just one week, Ye Xiangwen lost 70 million.

Oh, wait, he suddenly remembered that he had been playing a game where one person could bet on ten others, and he had lost an extra 700 million.

Ye Xiangwen said to Jin Li, "I need some time to turn things around and sell them off."

"Don't worry, I can afford to pay that amount."

"Could you possibly pay me back a little bit of this on credit? I promise I'll pay you back."

Jin Li laughed and said, "Alright, then I'll give you another 500,000 in chips."

Ye Xiangwen lost a total of 900 million yuan.

Sun Jian was so excited he almost jumped for joy.

Because you only encounter a few of these large orders a year.

He excitedly patted Lin Jianshen on the shoulder: "Damn, that old guy is really rich! Our recent sales are several times higher than theirs!"

"Brother, you've worked hard these past few days, go back and get some rest."

"Wait for my good news. I'll blow Li Shiqi's last breath."

"If he still doesn't know what's good for him, I'll turn him into a husky!"

Lin Jianshen nodded and walked out.

Jin Li was waiting for him outside the door: "Brother Biao, are you going home? You rest first, I'll arrange a ship for you to go to the East China Sea."

Lin Jianshen murmured, "I have no home anymore."

"I only have a nest, not a home."

Jinli was taken aback: "Huh?"