I collect everything in the One Piece world.

Sensing Morsen's subtle gaze, Bakara winked at him smugly and whispered in his ear, "So put your mind at ease, partner~"

"Now you just need to open your eyes wide and watch as I win the casino's bare bottom!"

To be honest, the feeling of having a powerful "cheat" teammate carry you to victory is indeed quite nice.

"Then it's up to you, Lady Luck," Morsen replied softly.

"Of course! Tonight, we're going to make a fortune!" Bakara's voice was filled with the elation of certain victory.

Led by a senior dealer, the two walked through a quiet corridor covered with a thick carpet and arrived at a heavy solid wood door.

The door slid open silently, revealing a room much smaller than the outer hall, but decorated in an extremely luxurious style.

There were only a few gambling tables here, and at each table sat several well-dressed and distinguished gamblers. The air was filled with the scent of expensive cigars and perfumes, and the clinking of chips seemed even crisper.

The dealer stood in front of the gambling table, indicating that Bakara could freely choose the games she wanted to play.

Bakara glanced around and chose blackjack without hesitation; she had never played this game before.

Seeing this, the dealer nodded, and the game began.

He skillfully shuffled and cut the cards, his movements fluid and graceful, exuding a professional elegance and confidence.

After washing, he looked at Bakala with a calm and composed expression, a confident smile on his lips: "Madam, we can begin."

Bakara smiled and began fiddling with the large pile of chips, while Mosen sat quietly beside her, watching the two of them compete with great interest.

In the first round, the dealer got two straight blackjacks, which would win the game unless the player had a blackjack hand.

Before Bakala could even draw her cards, the dealer's face already showed a barely perceptible hint of relaxation, as if the victory was already in his grasp.

However, Bakala simply smiled slightly, slowly raised her hand to indicate that she needed to draw a card, and then the dealer's eyes widened instantly.

Blackjack!

It's still blackjack, but because the bookmaker is only playing regular blackjack, Bakara wins according to the rules.

"Thank you for the favor." Bakara smiled and gathered the bets she had just placed and the chips she had won in front of her.

The dealer's facial muscles twitched almost imperceptibly, but he quickly regained his composure: "Congratulations, good luck. Continue."

The dealer initially thought it was just a coincidence, but he didn't expect that the next few rounds would turn into Baccarat's "solo show".

No matter how the dealer shuffles, cuts, or even replaces the cards midway through the game, Bakala always manages to win with a subtle advantage.

Sometimes she has exactly 21 points, and the dealer hits a bust; other times the dealer already has a lot of points, but she can hit 18 or 19 points and still reach 21 without busting.

In the most outrageous hand, the dealer had a 6 upside down and a 10 downside down, totaling 16 points. According to the basic strategy, he had to keep drawing cards, but he drew three cards in a row, all of which were low points. He finally stopped at 20 points, which was already a pretty good hand.

Bakala, with only 9 points, didn't hesitate to ask for cards, and ended up getting two 6s in a row, bringing her total to 21 points and winning again!

Chapter 37, Miss all Sunday, Nico Robin

The dealer's back began to be soaked with cold sweat; he finally understood the despair of the dealer who had just been there.

He stared intently at Bakala, trying to find traces of cheating in every subtle movement and glance, but to no avail.

Bakala's movements were very natural, even somewhat casual, without any suspicious gestures.

She simply looked at the cards and then decided to "take" or "stand," nothing more, as if Lady Luck was truly standing behind her, personally turning over every perfectly placed card for her.

This defied probability theory, leaving the dealer in a state of shock and disbelief.

He had seen experts, even some freaks who could memorize cards, but he had never seen such a "mystical" way of winning.

This can no longer be explained by skill or luck; it's as if fate itself was on her side!

Looking at the mountain of chips piled up in front of Baccarat, probably worth hundreds of millions of Berries, the dealer's eyes turned completely cold.

The casino suffered huge losses, especially right under his nose, while he was personally running the game.

This can't go on any longer.

Since the other side didn't cheat, then he will cheat! We can't let her keep winning!

He took a deep breath and, with a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect, cleverly swapped one of the cards that was about to be dealt to him.

He swapped a useless card for an Ace that would allow him to form Blackjack!

He was absolutely confident in his methods, and even slow-motion surveillance of Den Den Mushi might not reveal any flaws.

"We must win this round!" The dealer thought fiercely, but maintained a stiff smile on his face as he dealt the cards.

His face-up card was an Ace! And his face-down card was a King! Blackjack! The dealer has won!

The dealer felt much more confident and almost broke into a victorious smile. He had even already planned how to use his momentum to intimidate his opponent.

However, when he looked at Baccarat's cards, his smile froze on his face, and his pupils shrank!

In front of Bakala, the face-up cards were an Ace of Diamonds and a Queen of Hearts!

It's the same Blackjack!

According to the rules, both the banker and the player are Blackjack, resulting in a tie! The bets are refunded!

"Oh dear, that was close, I almost lost." Bakara patted her prominent chest, looking as if she was still shaken.

The dealer was thunderstruck. He had cheated, using his most secret methods, but... he still didn't win?!

How is this possible?! What kind of monster is this woman?!

Never mind! Let's keep going. He just doesn't believe this woman can be that lucky!

As the next round began, just as the dealer was about to change the cards again, a large hand suddenly gripped his wrist as precisely as an iron clamp.

"Huh?!" The dealer looked up in shock and saw that Mo Sen had been standing next to him at some point.

"Tsk tsk." Mosen pinched the dealer's wrist and lifted it from under the table, revealing an Ace of Clubs that should have been in the deck, but was instead sandwiched between his fingers.

He shook his head, his voice not loud but clear, echoing throughout the silent VIP room: "If you can't beat them, you cheat. That's not very respectable."

"Or... does the rule of the Rain Banquet allow the dealer to create their own luck?"

"I...I didn't!" The dealer's face turned pale, and he denied it outright, but the sharp pain in his wrist and the playing cards that had fallen between his fingers made him lose all confidence.

"What?! You actually dared to cheat?!" Bakara stood up abruptly, slamming her hands on the gambling table, making the chips rattle loudly.

Her face was contorted with anger and rage as she pointed at the dealer and yelled, "Do you know how hard I worked to win?! You can't handle losing, so you resort to these underhanded tricks?!"

Her righteous and stern accusation, coupled with the irrefutable evidence in the dealer's hands, instantly made the other VIP gamblers frown. Whispers began to rise, and their disdainful and dissatisfied gazes were like needles piercing the dealer.

Cheating is one thing, but to be caught cheating in your own casino is another. This not only ends his personal career but also deals a fatal blow to the reputation of Yu Yan Casino.

The croupier's face was ashen, his whole body was trembling, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Just then, an elegant and composed voice with a unique magnetism broke the tense atmosphere perfectly: "I apologize for making this a laughing matter for our distinguished guests."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall woman walking in slowly, accompanied by several staff members, with a sincere apology and a calm smile on her face.

"We sincerely apologize for the unpleasant behavior of our staff that has disturbed your enjoyment. To express our apologies, the casino is giving each of you five million peso chips as a token of our goodwill. We hope you will forgive us."

The compensation of five million peggs was quite generous, and the VIPs quickly calmed down, since they weren't the main parties involved.

Then, she glanced at the croupier caught red-handed, waved her hand, and ordered the people next to her, "Take him away."

"Yes!" Two guards immediately stepped forward, took the limp croupier from Mosen's hands, and quickly dragged him away from the scene.

After dealing with the dealer, she looked at Morsen and Bakara and continued with a soft smile, "Gentlemen, I'm very sorry for your unpleasant experience. As a special compensation, the casino can give you ten million Berries in chips."

Mosen didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the woman in front of him who seemed somewhat familiar, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Who are you?"

“I’m the person in charge of Rain Banquet. You can call me Miss All Sunday,” Nico Robin introduced herself with a smile, her gaze sweeping over the two of them, especially lingering on Morsen for a moment.

Miss All Sunday, it really is Nico Robin, no wonder Morsen felt she looked familiar.

I never expected she'd already be at Baroque Studio. Too bad, now I'll have to poach her.

Robin herself was also one of the potential adventure partners in Mosen's plan.

“So it’s Miss All Sunday.” Mosen nodded thoughtfully.

Robin smiled at Bakala and extended the invitation again: "This lady's luck is amazing. Would you be interested in a more private VIP box? There are more interesting games there that might satisfy you."

Bakara frowned slightly upon hearing this, turned to look at Mosen, and the two quickly exchanged glances.

They've already won nearly 200 million today, it's time for them to stop.

[Want to play again?]

Forget it...

[Shall we go?]

[Walk!]

After understanding Bakara's meaning, Mosen shook his head and said, "Let's not play anymore. There's no need to bring the chips over. Let's just exchange them for cash, and the same goes for what we won."

Bakara gave Robin a slightly regretful smile: "Thank you for your kindness, but I've had a lot of fun today and I'm a little tired. Maybe next time."

Robin's smile remained unchanged as she nodded gracefully: "Of course, I look forward to seeing you again next time."

As Mosen received the two large suitcases of Beli and prepared to leave with Bakara, Robin said with a smile again, "Well then, Mr. Collector and this lady who always brings good luck, please take care. I hope you have a pleasant trip in Alabasta."

Upon hearing this, Mosen understood that Robin had known about the two of them before she arrived, including his reputation as a pirate hunter and Bakala's previous achievements in several other cities.

It seems that Baroque Works has a very timely grasp of the dynamics around Alabasta, no wonder it is Crocodile's lair.

Mosen turned back and smiled at Robin with a normal expression, then waved: "Goodbye, Miss All Sunday."

Robin smiled as he watched them leave, but a hint of contemplation and doubt flashed in his eyes as he looked at Morsen's retreating figure.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that Mo Sen looked at her as if he knew her.

It seems the recruitment and contact process needs to be brought forward.

Chapter 38, Stubborn Bakala, Rainy Night

[The docks of the Sabaody Archipelago.]

Riley was taking Larry out to sea to take her back to her hometown.

He held a piece of paper in his hand, which contained information about the merchant ships he had contacted in advance that he could board.

It reads: Bang Bang Orange; Captain Lyle...