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Chapter 85 Underground Casino

A strange feeling washed over her. After experiencing it, Wang Xi nodded to Gu Siyu, indicating that there was no major problem.

Gu Siyu then extinguished the flames and covered her face with the metal ball.

The old man in metal rubbed his metal waist and said, "You guys are really vigilant. You almost broke my old back."

"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way." Lin Yuan put the metal mask on his face.

After many twists and turns, the five of them finally emerged from the cramped and dilapidated tenement building.

There's a huge shopping mall ahead.

Lin Yuan and his group of four had been here during the day before, but there were significantly more people at night than during the day.

Many others wore the same masks as them, but the old man in metal didn't wear a mask at all.

Once inside, the temperature is constant, and you can't feel any cold or hot.

All the counters have disappeared, replaced by two routes.

"You can go over there." The old man with the metal frame pointed to another registration intersection and took out a metal tag from his sleeve. "Take this metal tag, and the staff will know what to do."

The iron sign had no decorations whatsoever; it looked just like an ordinary block of iron.

Lin Yuan, holding the iron sign, led the three women toward the passage and began to queue.

When it was their turn, the robotic worker scanned them.

"Wright's Gladiator, passed."

The barrier in front opened, and the four people walked inside.

"Damn it, what's the difference between this and the old gladiatorial arena in Rome?" Gu Siyu clenched her fists.

They're like monkeys in a theatrical troupe now, just there for people to watch!

"There's no other way, let's give it a try first, if there's a chance..." Lin Yuan sneered, not finishing her sentence.

Following the passage forward, we entered a large, empty room where many people were already waiting.

There were men and women, their faces completely covered by metal masks, so their features could not be seen at all; only their figures could be clearly seen.

Apart from the four of them, almost all of them are cyborgs with prosthetic limbs!

The arrival of the four people made these prosthetic limb cyborgs take a second look.

You have to understand, everyone who comes here is here to risk their life.

He used almost all of his winnings to upgrade and maintain his prosthetics, hoping to snowball his success and live longer!

The three women's figures might be considered a good asset in public.

But almost no one will like it here!

The four of them found a secluded corner to sit down, their eyes scanning the other cyborgs with prosthetic limbs. The various and unfamiliar models fascinated them.

Half an hour later, the last person arrived.

The door that led in closed, and a battle chart appeared on the metal panel on the wall, showing the number of players who had entered the game.

"We're not going to have to go on stage, are we?" Han Miao nudged Wang Xi's waist with his elbow and asked nervously.

Despite this, they still managed to add some points to their character stats and acquire high-quality spears and crossbows.

But ultimately, they are just mortal beings, and facing cold, inanimate machinery is not the right choice.

Others can make countless mistakes, but they only have one chance to make a mistake!

"No." Wang Xi shook his head. "I asked the old man with the metal before, and he said that only those holding iron plates can go on stage."

Hearing this, Han Miao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"You bastard, hang in there! Don't die here!"

"I will."

As the battle sequence drawn on the panel appeared, someone in the room stood up and walked towards the open passageway.

As the battle began, cheers erupted from the tunnel.

Han Miao, however, craned his neck out of curiosity and listened carefully.

As time passed, cheers and curses alternated as they drifted in from the passageway.

It made Han Miao both eager and fearful.

She personally checked on everyone who went out, but most of them didn't come back, and even those who did were missing limbs.

Even more tragically, some fighters returned with a pyrrhic victory, their bodies mostly destroyed in the battle, their internal organs exposed, and they died shortly afterward.

The battle on the panel continued, but the number of people remaining was decreasing, and soon only Lin Yuan and two other cyborgs remained.

Han Miao stepped forward and grabbed Lin Yuan's wrist. "You bastard, you came back alive, right?"

"If I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Lin Yuan smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Who...who's afraid!" Han Miao said, though he was a little guilty.

Normally, if Lin Yuan dared to reach out and touch her head, she would have jumped three feet high and opened her mouth to bite that mischievous hand.

Now she's actually letting him touch her.

Fine, I'll just consider it a little treat for that scoundrel.

Han Miao kept numbing himself in his heart.

The battle sequence number appeared on the panel. Lin Yuan looked down at the iron plate in his hand, withdrew his hand, stood up and walked towards the passage.

"You bastard, you absolutely have to come back alive!"

Lin Yuan simply raised her hand and waved, without responding.

The passage wasn't very long, with green fluorescent signs guiding the way, and the exit was not far away.

When Lin Yuan stood on the arena, the people around him couldn't help but sigh when they saw that he was such a physically imposing guy.

They haven't seen a guy who just goes into the ring with his bare body for years.

Anyone who dares to come up on stage with their bare body either has absolute confidence in their own body or is a fool who has been tricked into going up there!

They were more inclined to believe that the guy in the ring was the latter!

In the stands.

Wright sat there, arms crossed with an air of confidence, unable to suppress the smile on his face!

You have to understand, he's staked everything he had on this!

If we win... there are no ifs!

This kid is sure to win!

He can earn 10,000 mechanical points in one go!

Although 10,000 mechanical points are not enough for him to upgrade his top-tier material body, he can still save up quite a bit!

"Hey, old Wright, not bad luck." The cyborg next to Wright grinned at Lin Yuan in the arena. "And where did you pick up this outsider from?"

Wright glanced at the man beside him, his face cold, and said, "Formier, what's it to you?"

"Could it be one of those guys the cops were after before?"

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't!" Wright coldly stared at the cybernetically modified body of his generation. "Formier, I suggest you behave yourself and don't do anything sneaky. These guys aren't so easy to mess with."

"Me, that kind of person?" Formier chuckled. "I'm just reminding you not to forget the lessons learned before. These outsiders are unreliable."

"Be careful, or you might lose everything and have to work odd jobs for a hundred years to pay it back."

"Damn it, shut your stinking mouth!" Wright's face turned ashen.

This is a stain on his reputation for life, and he has been subjected to a lot of ridicule from these damned guys.

Now, he is determined to avenge his previous humiliation!

"Hehe, getting impatient!"

Despite the noise, Lin Yuan's ears were sharp enough to clearly hear the conversation between Wright and Formier.

"I never imagined that old man Wright would be such a seasoned gambler," Lin Yuan said in a low voice.

However, these things don't really concern him.

All he had to do was take the other person's head!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The person arrived before the voice did!

The heavy footsteps were like those of a giant mechanical policeman, and a huge figure gradually appeared in the passage, about four meters tall.

Its entire body was encased in metal, leaving no trace of human presence.

"Holy crap! It's that damn guy!"

When Wright saw the cyborg coming out of the factory, his pupils widened, his mouth opened into an O-shape, and his two metal cyborg limbs frantically tugged at his sparse hair.

"It's all over, it ...!"

Fomilly, clutching her belly, laughed wildly, slapping Wright's back repeatedly. "Old Wright, it seems you'll be spending the next hundred... no, three hundred years with temporary workers."

"I suppose you have experience with this, so you shouldn't be surprised."

Formier did not give up any opportunity to suppress Wright.

He was even happier to see Wright's desperate expression before he fell into the abyss, which made him feel that he could drink three whole bottles of 95-octane motor oil tonight.

"Damn it, you bastard Formier, get the hell out of here!" Wright shoved Formier's mechanical hand away in annoyance. "The people I brought this time are really tough; the outcome is still uncertain!"