Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

After having a good meal, Irving didn't choose to take the bus, but instead walked to Tina's place to digest his food.

But after walking a few intersections, he saw a familiar sign ahead.

Upon closer inspection, Irving realized that the sign was from the place where he earned his first fortune in Miami – the "Diamond King" club.

Unlike last time, perhaps because it's Saturday and Sunday, the "King of Diamonds" club is open for business even during the day, with many people coming and going.

Luxury cars come and go at the entrance, stopping frequently, and four security guards wearing sunglasses and fully armed are quite eye-catching.

Irving was about to leave, but then he remembered the $7000 payment James had asked him for earlier, and he immediately stopped.

If he remembers correctly, the Diamond King Club has been delaying paying James's $7000 loan, and the biggest obstacle is the club manager.

After a moment's thought, Irving immediately decided to go to the "King of Diamonds" club to investigate.

Irving took a deep breath and walked towards the club's gate.

Unexpectedly, he encountered no obstacles along the way.

After passing through three magnificent gates, Irving arrived at the club lobby.

The entire hall was flashing neon lights, and the overall brightness seemed to have been reduced by several units. The air was filled with a heavy smell of alcohol and tobacco.

Aside from a few scattered booth customers, there were also several middle-aged white men sitting at the bar, drinking, chatting, and laughing from time to time, looking extremely happy.

The bartender wiped the glasses with a white cloth and adjusted the drinks from time to time.

The bar shelves are lined with bottles of liquor, including Ace of Spades, Rémy Martin XO, and many other expensive drinks.

Aside from these, on the huge stage in the hall, a dozen transgender dancers were striking poses, making Irving frown.

According to his understanding, this "King of Diamonds" club is considered high-end in the entire Miami area.

"Is this what happens as soon as you walk in?" Irving was somewhat disappointed.

Just as Irving was about to leave, a white waitress dressed as a bunny girl, with blonde hair and blue eyes, slowly walked over, carrying a tray.

Upon seeing the attractive white waitress approaching, Irving instantly realized why this was a high-end strip club.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

Seeing Irving's bewildered look, the bunny girl waitress immediately realized he was a new customer and went up to him to ask if he needed any service.

Owen glanced at her; she had a high nose bridge, deep-set features, and a stunning figure. Although she had some freckles on her face, it didn't detract from her beauty; instead, it added a unique charm to her appearance.

Irving felt that asking where the other club manager was right away seemed a bit impolite and abrupt, and he might be kicked out as a troublemaker.

After thinking for a moment, Irving immediately took out a stack of cash checks and US dollars from his pocket, and pulled out a $20 bill, placing it on the other person's tray.

"This is my first time here. Could you tell me what services you offer?"

Seeing that Irving carried so much money and was so generous, the bunny girl's eyes immediately lit up, and she practically wanted to press her body against him, saying with boundless enthusiasm:

"Of course, sir, please follow me!"

The bunny girl gently dribbled the ball past someone, then reluctantly led Owen through the hall and towards the next corridor.

Irving immediately followed.

As soon as the bunny girl arrived in the corridor, she stopped and introduced to Owen: "Sir, this is the dance performance area. Under each lamp is a hidden compartment, and behind each compartment is a private box."

However, all these private rooms have a minimum charge; the cheapest single room costs $500 USD for one dancer.

The most expensive 13-person suite requires a minimum spend of $5000 USD...

"$5000?" Upon hearing this number, Irving couldn't help but gasp.

So expensive?

A large private room has a minimum charge of $5000. So, if that's the case, after working your butt off in an underground boxing match, all you can afford here is just enough to rent a large private room?

Seeing Irving frown, the bunny girl assumed he was unhappy with the private rooms and quickly led him toward the elevator.

"Sir, if you find it too noisy here, there are VIP rooms upstairs. Please follow me."

The bunny girl gave Owen a seductive look, then wiggled her hips, carrying a tray, and led him into the elevator.

Ding--

As the elevator doors opened, Irving instantly discovered that the second floor of the club was a completely different world!

Holy crap, a paid scenario has been triggered?

As Irving stepped out of the elevator, he noticed that the lighting and atmosphere on the second floor were completely different from those on the first floor. Pale pink neon lights flickered, and the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

In front of the stage, three stunningly beautiful women with gorgeous figures are performing a paid show.

Nearby, a dozen guests were waving their arms and shouting loudly; the scene was unbearable to watch.

Looking at the scene before him, Irving had only one thought in his mind—he had learned something new!

This can be live-streamed?

No wonder the first floor looks so ordinary; all the exciting programs are on the second floor of the club.

I knew it; such a high-end club couldn't be that simple.

Seeing that Irving was enjoying the show in the lobby, the bunny girl waitress standing to the side wisely chose not to disturb him.

Instead, they waited for Irving to come to his senses before leading him towards the VIP box.

As soon as he entered the private room, Irving noticed rows of various machines inside.

The place has all kinds of entertainment facilities, such as claw machines, spinning tops, card tables, and billiard tables, and it was already full of all kinds of customers.

Before Irving could even ask, the waitress led him to the counter on his left and pointed to the scrolling photos of beautiful women on the screen, introducing them to him:

"Sir, the VIP rooms upstairs are all on a pay-as-you-go basis."

"As long as you exchange a certain amount of chips and play for a certain amount of time, you can choose various services for free."

Before the saleswoman could finish speaking, the female clerk in a suit standing behind the counter beamed with a warm smile:

"Sir, there are three tiers of VIP rooms. This is the Bronze room, which requires a minimum of $1000 USD to enter. How many chips would you like to exchange for your first time?"

Seeing the obsequious smile on the other party's face, Irving immediately understood the tactics of this "King of Diamonds" club.

It turns out this club not only operates in the adult entertainment industry, but is also a gambling den, no wonder its business is so good.

Although it's called exchanging chips, the service is free.

But the service is just a gimmick.

The club's real purpose is to exploit your vanity, constantly luring customers and extracting money from them.