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The waiter quickly collected nearly three thousand gold coins worth of chips and exchanged them all for those blue round glass pieces.

The round piece was already shiny.

It was even housed in a large gold plate, reflecting the firelight off the wall, making anyone who came in wonder if they had astigmatism.

Willie straightened his back, feigning elegance:

"Push in the 'Touch of Fate,' everyone! Who wants to gamble on the favor of fate?"

This time he was full of confidence—

Not relying on brains, but entirely on the will of fate...

And he, Vili, was undoubtedly a favorite of fate!

Klaus grabbed a "Touch of Fate" first and went to a pinball table in the corner. He held it up with his fingers and muttered:

"My eyes are like a ruler..."

"...The drag coefficient is approximately 0.4, the track deflection angle is 5 degrees, and the push plate's reciprocating cycle is 2.5 seconds—"

The evolution points provide the Forerunner with comprehensive enhancements beyond just strength, physique, and defense; they also increase agility and spirit, making it effortless for him to calculate simple movement trajectories.

Turn the knob three and a half quarters of an hour, then release it.

"bite--"

The touch of fate drew a strange arc, leaping over obstacles and falling into a gap, scattering a pile of teetering gold coins.

"Splash!"

A dozen or so gold coins fell into the bottom groove and flowed into the box placed at the coin outlet.

"Interesting. This thing has no wind resistance, making it much simpler to build than that heavy crossbow I used."

One token after another...

Klaus became increasingly skilled, and the clinking sound of gold coins falling was incessant.

"Change the player! It's time to change the player!"

Wipes his sweat and stops the engineer, who is getting into the swing of things.

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Luck...it must all be luck...

Nathan raised an eyebrow, grabbed a handful of Fate's Touch, and took Klaus's place.

"It's just a game, don't be so rigid."

He slightly moved his wrist, completely ignoring the markings and angles, his eyes fixed solely on the rotating disc, and fired rapidly and continuously at the opportune moment.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The three Touches of Fate connected end to end, forming a miniature pursuit formation on the gambling table—

The first one breaks the barrier, the second one adjusts the center of gravity of the coin pile, and the third one clears out an entire row of squares!

"Splash... splash..."

Dozens of gold coins were instantly pocketed.

After Nathan tried several different methods, there were very few coins left on the edge of the center of the disc, and they could no longer be easily pushed down.

Vili took out a silk handkerchief and rubbed her temples. Thank goodness...

"Thank you for the hospitality, Mayor." Nathan whistled and gracefully withdrew.

He gave her a casual glance.

Ivan grinned and grabbed a handful of discs, piling them onto the firing port as if he were loading a Gatling gun with a belt.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang".

He slammed his fist on the ejection button, and a stack of Fate's Touch, like cannonballs, smashed across the disc, sending sparks flying.

Not a single one made it in.

However, because the force of the punch was unusually great, the entire table was shaken and stopped rotating for half a second, and the gold coins fell down in the violent shaking.

"That's what you call a miracle of sheer force!"

Before Willy could react—

"Bang!"

Another slap.

Willie's eyes widened. "Stop! Stop!"

If this barbarian keeps playing like this, his prized possession will surely fall apart!

Ivan reluctantly withdrew his hand.

The "Touch of Fate" in the plate was already more than half used up, but the gold coins in the box had also piled up into a small mountain, which looked to be more than four thousand. Vili's face twitched.

"I'll do it."

Seeing that Ren Yi still showed no sign of moving, the only remaining general, Xi Duo, stepped forward.

Holding the remaining Touch of Destiny, she did not begin immediately. Instead, she calmed down, stood in front of the launch pad, closed her eyes, and unconsciously swayed her snake tail, entering a mystical state.

"Hiss~ Hiss~ Hiss~"

"...What is she doing?!" Vili asked warily, her voice trembling.

Nathan leaned in to listen for a moment, then retreated with a complicated expression.

"What is she saying?" Ivan asked curiously.

She said—

Nathan cleared his throat and translated in a heavy, aria-like voice: "Oh~ listen to the tides of fate... peer into the trajectory of the future, where time and time meet, a golden torrent will flow for her—"

"Translate it into human language." I interrupted him arbitrarily.

The translator's expression returned to normal after a moment of seriousness. "She said she's getting into the swing of things."

Sita opened his vertical pupils.

The pupils were unfocused, as if they were staring through something invisible to the naked eye.

All I saw was...

The glass shard she flicked out bounced four or five times after passing through the narrow passage and several bollards. It eventually embedded itself in a weak point in the pile of gold coins. It didn't seem to have much force, but the mountain of gold coins collapsed with a crash, and hundreds and thousands of gold coins poured into the bottom channel like a flood.

A bumper harvest.

What should have been a game where nine out of ten players lost turned into a one-sided victory for these pioneers.

In just one hour, the box was so full of gold coins that they were about to spill out.

Willy's face turned from pale to red, and he took out his handkerchief again, frantically wiping the sweat from his forehead and neck.

"Five thousand four hundred gold coins."

He bent down, picked up the box, and weighed it in his hand, the abacus clicking away rapidly.

"We're still 600 short of our ransom. Let's all work harder and try to settle the bill before lunch."

"Stop! Stop! I'm done playing!"

Vili shouted until his voice cracked.

He didn't even bother using his walking stick; he rushed over and pinned down the launch pad in front of Sita.

"This machine...the machine is broken! Today's bet doesn't count!"

Renyi watched the fat man cheating, then slowly placed a blue disc on the table:

"Mayor, this destiny was bought with real money, and now you're saying you're not playing anymore?"

"Yes! Something's wrong!"

Willy stubbornly refused to open his mouth.

"..."

That's all it took to break through her defenses?

I originally wanted to stop just a few coins short... that way the 20-centimeter drop would be more exciting.

I casually recalled the tall, thin man who had been gambling with bloodshot eyes yesterday—

"Bang!"

He suddenly stood up, slammed his hands heavily on the table, and widened his eyes, trying his best to make a fanatical expression.

"You think you can just quit like that?"

"Boss..."

Sita was startled and carefully grabbed Renyi's hem.

But Renyi 'forcefully' flicked his wrist and roared:

"How could you possibly understand the pressure I'm under as the guild leader trying to support my family?! Six hundred... just six hundred more gold coins! Even if this broken machine breaks today, I'm going to finish the game!"

Ivan and Klaus looked at each other in bewilderment.

At the very edge of the room.

Nathan watched his boss's performance with a wide grin, his emotions running high... but there was absolutely no build-up, the transitions were abrupt, and there was no sense of gradual progression!

Absolutely uninspiring Ծ‸ Ծ

Taking advantage of the fact that Vili and his men had their backs to him, he mouthed something to Renyi:

That's so fake.

Renyi clearly received the signal, grabbed a handful of blue glass shards and threw them at Willy.

A shard of glass grazed Willy and his friend's shoulders, sending up a cool breeze.

"Snapped!"

Startled, Mayor Willie turned around and saw Nathan crouching on the ground, clutching his forehead.

Renyi stepped forward, staring intently at Vili:

"We have to keep playing today."

"Otherwise... you'll never see your golden anchor again in your entire life!"