A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

Artemis: 500.

“Five…five hundred chips!?” Artemis exclaimed in shock, staring at the mountain of chips piled up before her. The immense shock made her temporarily forget the shame she had just felt, leaving only a heart full of awe and disbelief.

This unexpected "wealth" far exceeded her expectations!

A playful smile played on Wang Chong's lips as he gracefully spread his hands, his fingertips lightly tapping the mountain of chips piled up in front of him, producing a soft clinking sound.

His gaze, like a hook, was fixed firmly on Artemis opposite him, his voice carrying a languid magnetism:

"Look, in this way we're even, and... esteemed Miss Artemis, your mountain of chips is much higher than mine."

He paused deliberately, admiring the slight tension in the other person's jawline caused by his words, before slowly continuing:

"So, you yourself are a walking gold mine, the scales of advantage always tip in your favor. Poor me, not only do I have to rack my brains to beat you time and time again, but I also have to work like a gold prospector, painstakingly digging out the hidden wealth within you..."

His voice trailed off, carrying an ambiguous implication, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate clothing and land on those intangible "values".

"Tell me, what kind of reward would be appropriate for all the hard work I've done?"

These explicit and humiliating words burned like a red-hot iron into Artemis's heart. A strong sense of nausea surged up, almost making her vomit.

What made her even more ashamed and furious was that the uncontrollable, instinctive shameful reaction from her body just now acted like an invisible shackle, nailing her firmly to the pillar of shame. This made her lose her usual sharpness and vigor in front of Wang Chong, and she even found it difficult to look directly into those aggressive eyes.

Artemis could only bite her lower lip hard, forcibly suppressing her surging anger and humiliation.

To hide her embarrassment, Artemis almost frantically grabbed the dice cup from the table. The cold metallic touch brought her back to her senses.

Now it's her turn to be the dealer, and she must regain her form and roll that decisive three sixes again.

However, the bone-chilling shame she had just felt lingering like a leech, disturbing her peace of mind, and even causing a slight, almost imperceptible tremor in her fingertips.

The clear trajectory and sound of the dice landings that were usually so distinct now sounded like a jumbled mess. She tried hard to concentrate, attempting to catch the familiar rhythm in the shaking of the dice cup, but to no avail.

“Miss Artemis, time is precious,” Wang Chong urged with a mischievous smile, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, the sound seeming to strike her nerves.

Artemis froze, and under immense psychological pressure, with resentment and a hint of barely perceptible panic, she slammed the dice cup heavily onto the table with a "bang," causing the chips to bounce slightly.

“Bigger…bigger!” Her voice was tinged with barely perceptible difficulty, as if it were being forced out of her throat.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chong's smile deepened, revealing a sense of complete control and composure.

He swiftly picked up the dice cup, and with a flick of his wrist, the dice inside made a crisp, melodious clinking sound, like the prelude to a victory.

He placed the cup on the table and calmly looked at Artemis, whose face was tense, across from him:

“We have a considerable amount of chips right now, but…” he changed the subject, his gaze sharpening, “I bet you’ll be conservative again in the next round of betting, hesitant to raise your stakes too much, won’t you?”

"You've been trying to slow things down and play a few more rounds to hone your dice skills, haven't you?" Wang Chong saw right through her thoughts.

With her intentions exposed, Artemis's heart sank, and a chill ran down her spine. She knew that this cunning man was about to strike at her sore spots again.

"Although I can be quite patient at times, if we keep dragging this out, we might not be able to determine a winner until dawn."

Wang Chong spoke slowly and deliberately, but his tone carried an undeniable air of authority:

"Instead of letting you practice at such a leisurely pace, let me put some pressure on you and help you grow faster."

Wang Chong leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Artemis's face, which had instantly changed color, and announced, word by word:

"Now I announce the new rules: After the dice are revealed, the difference between the two numbers will be the multiplier of the bet!"

“Since the rules are perfectly fair, do not affect the balance of the game, and can end this game faster, therefore…” Wang Chong revealed an almost cold smile, “this rule does not require your consent; the Contract Law will be directly adopted and implemented!”

The moment Wang Chong finished speaking, the chilling voice of the contract's laws descended:

"The proposal is valid, and the rules will be implemented."

An invisible force once again entangled the two, firmly imprinting the new rules into the game.

"You—!" Artemis exploded instantly, her pretty face flushed red with extreme anger, her chest heaving violently. "Shameless! We clearly agreed from the beginning that it was just a simple comparison of sizes! Now you've come up with this doubling rule, it's blatant betrayal! You have absolutely no credibility!!"

Despite knowing deep down that the contract was already made and there was no going back, the intense sense of humiliation and anger at being tricked made her unable to help but shout angrily, as if only in this way could she vent the turbulent emotions in her heart.

“Tsk tsk, Miss Artemis, please watch your words.”

Wang Chong shook his head feigning helplessness, but his eyes were sharp as knives:

“I said ‘let’s start with the simple things’... but I never promised that I wouldn’t add rules to make it more interesting. Besides, isn’t this situation a result of your procrastination and indecisiveness?”

Wang Chong's tone shifted, becoming almost seductive:

"Besides, I'm helping you! Only immense pressure can forge the ultimate skill. This multiplier rule is like a whip hanging over your head, forcing you to exert all your strength every time to reach that pinnacle!"

“As long as you’re strong enough to consistently roll numbers close to the limit, or even roll the limit,” he pointed to the dice cup, “then the difference between our numbers will be almost negligible, and that multiplier rule will be as good as nonexistent, won’t it? Isn’t this the most effective ‘special training’?”

Wang Chong's words were like a magical poison, slowly seeping into Artemis's chaotic mind.

Artemis pressed her lips together, the anger in her eyes gradually being replaced by a cold, heavy sense of reality.

The other party was right; bound by the contract, she had no other choice.

To avoid being drained instantly, you must force yourself to get as close as possible to that perfect 18 points or three ones with each shake of the bowl.

The immense pressure almost suffocated her, but as Wang Chong said, this heaviness strangely suppressed the shame that had previously made her feel ashamed, fixing her mind firmly on the dice cup in front of her.

As expected, under the terrifying pressure of the new rules and without rolling a good number, Artemis only cautiously increased her bet by five chips.

“Bet...55.” Artemis’s voice was slightly hoarse and strained.

Without another word, the two simultaneously and abruptly overturned the dice cup!

Wang Chong's dice: 6, 6, 6, totaling 18.

Artemis's Dice: 5, 5, 5, for a total of 15.

"Ugh—!" Artemis let out a suppressed groan. She stared intently at the three glaring five dots, her nails almost digging into her palms.

Sure enough! Her earlier loss of composure clung to her mind like a poisonous vine, ruining her composure!

Not only did he lose this round of betting, he also had to pay out three times the amount of chips!

The cold power of the contract was activated instantly, and the chips on the table were moved as if by an invisible giant hand, quickly flowing towards Wang Chong's side.

Wang Chong: 475 pieces → 640 pieces

Artemis: 500 → 335

Chapter 677 Defeating Opponents Outside the Betting Game

Wang Chong leaned back comfortably in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the newly added mountain of chips, his voice carrying the leisurely air of a victor:

"Miss Artemis, the chips have been counted. It's your turn to be the dealer."

Artemis took a deep breath, as if trying to expel all the stale air and humiliation from her lungs.

The icy air rushed into her chest, but it did nothing to quell the pressure that was threatening to engulf her. She looked at the drastically reduced pile of chips in front of her, and then at Wang Chong, that towering mountain of despair.

Pressure! Unprecedented pressure!

Now, every throw she makes is like dancing on the edge of a cliff.

If she cannot consistently roll three sixes or three ones, given her current limited chips and Wang Chong's unfathomable gambling skills, she will lose everything after just two or three rounds, or even one high-stakes game!

This heavy, suffocating sense of oppression made her fingertips cold and made it difficult to breathe.

However, under this despairing pressure, a strange change quietly occurred.

The pressure that almost crushed her was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the flames of shame that had previously made her feel uneasy and utterly humiliated.

All chaotic thoughts were forcibly stripped away, and the whole world seemed to consist only of the cold dice cup in my hand and the three dice that would determine my fate.

"Da da da da da—"

The sound of dice being shaken rang out again in the silent room, this time with a faster and more forceful rhythm.

Artemis closed her eyes tightly, concentrating all her willpower on her wrist, with only one almost obsessive thought screaming in her mind:

“6！6！6！” 或者 “1！1！1！”

She must seize that only way out!

"coming!"

Perhaps the immense pressure had tempered her spirit; Artemis's near-collapsed consciousness suddenly coalesced, as if parting a fog, and the inspiration that allowed her to accurately roll three perfect sixes reappeared clearly in her perception. Her fingertips turned slightly white from the force, she held her breath, the dice cup about to land steadily on the table, announcing the completion of this crucial roll—

"come over."

Just then, Wang Chong's deep, commanding voice rang out. A playful smile played on his lips as his gaze brazenly locked onto her proud breasts. His slender fingers lazily and flirtatiously beckoned to the full, rounded mounds covered by her clothes.

"Whoa!" A sudden, irresistible suction force shot up from her chest! Artemis froze, as if struck by an invisible electric current. The force erupted precisely at the last moment before she put down the dice cup. Her wrist went limp, and the dice, which she had been firmly in control and was about to take shape, violently collided and tumbled against the inner wall.

"despair."

The crisp sound of the cup falling to the ground rang out, and everything was settled.

Only then did Artemis snap out of the strange, tingling sensation, realizing that she had fallen back into Wang Yan's clutches. One of his hands was brazenly covering the most sensitive part of her breasts, kneading and playing with them wantonly with an all-controlling force, his fingertips even maliciously brushing against the bud at the tip, the thrilling teasing felt even through her clothes.

"You—what have you done?!" A wave of shame and anger instantly overwhelmed her, even temporarily suppressing the suffocating sensation of being squeezed in her chest. Artemis's beautiful eyes widened, almost spitting fire, her voice trembling sharply with extreme rage, "Bastard! This is a blatant violation of the rules!!"

"Breaking the rules?" Wang Chong scoffed, his hands not only continuing their movements but intensifying, savoring the astonishingly soft elasticity in his palm. He spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone full of mockery and ridicule: "Miss Artemis, it seems your memory isn't very good. I possess the right to forcibly requisition your breasts 'at any time.' This means that whenever I want your breasts to come and be enjoyed by me, they must obey immediately, no matter when or where. The rules allow me to do so."

He leaned down slightly, his hot breath almost brushing against her sensitive earlobe: "As for the dice cup? It was your own carelessness that caused it to fall to the ground prematurely. Aren't the laws of the contract quiet right now? They haven't ruled me out of the violation. You can only blame yourself for... lacking self-control."

"Despicable! Utterly shameless!" Artemis instantly understood the sinister intentions behind the other party's demand for "at any time" access. This was nothing short of a meticulously designed trap, intended to interrupt her painstakingly cultivated peak performance at a crucial moment and destroy her hopes of turning the tide!

"Hehehe..." Wang Chong's deep laughter echoed in the gambling hall, carrying the joy and cruelty of a victor. "So, Artemis, you are still too naive and too immature. Now, let me give you the third lesson at this gambling table."

He raised his head, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, making no attempt to conceal his calculation and malice: "Lesson Three: True victory sometimes lies outside the rules of the game. The key to victory is knowing how to use methods outside the rules to break down your opponent's mental defenses." At this moment, his face blatantly displayed the arrogant attitude of "I'll use off-the-table tricks, what can you do about it?"

Artemis trembled with rage, her chest heaving violently as Wang Chong kneaded her, the humiliation tearing her apart. She wanted nothing more than to overturn this damned gambling table and emulate the legendary chess master. However, the invisible laws of the contract acted like the strongest shackles, not only rendering her powerless to resist but also, under Wang Chong's sophistry and interpretation of the rules, making her an accomplice to his wanton actions. She could only watch helplessly as her body was defiled, bearing this humiliation she was powerless to resist.

"Alright, the farce is over." Wang Chong enjoyed watching her expression of utter shame and helplessness, feeling quite pleased. "It's time to decide on the size comparison. Tell me, bigger or smaller?" His fingers continued to rhythmically press on that plump, soft flesh.

“Compare…compare the bigger.” Artemis’s voice trembled almost imperceptibly. The numbers in the dice cup had already been scrambled by that shameless interference; she had no idea what was inside. After much hesitation, a sliver of hope led her to choose her original target.

“Wise.” Wang Yan’s lips curled into a smile as he finally released her from his “conscription,” but the aggressiveness in his eyes remained undiminished. He picked up his dice cup, his wrist flicking, the dice making a crisp, rapid clattering sound in the confined space. With a dull thud as the cup fell, he spoke again, his voice carrying the composure of a controller: “It’s time to place your bets, Miss Artemis.”

"You...you won't let me go, how am I supposed to go back!" Artemis bit her lower lip, trying to ignore the lingering tingling and burning sensation in her chest, and attempted to break free from his arms that were still wrapped around her waist.

"Hehe, why bother?" Wang Yan chuckled, tightening his grip on her and drawing her closer. "Just state the amount of chips you're betting, and the contract's rules will record and settle the accounts. Hasn't that been how it worked in every previous round?" he reminded her, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“Bet… Ugh…” Artemis took a deep breath, suppressing her humiliation. “Bet 55 chips.” Knowing that this round was likely to end badly, how could she be foolish enough to increase her bet?

Wang Yan seemed to have anticipated this and didn't seem to care. A confident smile played on his lips as he flipped his wrist and lifted his own dice cup first. At the same time, an invisible force of the contract also controlled Artemis's dice cup lid to slowly rise.

The crimson points lay coldly on the table:

Wang Chong: 6 o'clock, 6 o'clock, 6 o'clock, a total of 18 o'clock.

Artemis: 2 points, 2 points, 5 point, total 9 points.

"Nine times...nine times?!" Artemis was struck as if by an invisible thunderbolt. Her delicate body trembled violently, and her beautiful face instantly drained of color, leaving only a deep-seated fear! This gambling debt was like a gaping abyss, far exceeding any previous one!

495 chips! Her only 335 chips were wiped out in an instant, leaving her owing a full 160 chips!

“160 chips…” Wang Chong’s voice was like a devil’s whisper. The silver light in his eyes was extremely intense, as if it had already pierced through Artemis’s thin clothes and greedily roamed over every inch of her skin. “This price is truly… impressive.”

He reached out, his icy fingertips carrying an irresistible force, and gently pinched Artemis's delicate chin, forcing her to lift her exquisite face, which was filled with fear and humiliation. His thumb, with a touch of intimacy, slowly caressed her full, alluring lips.

"What a pity, my dear Moon Goddess, you will have to pay the price for this carelessness with your body. I won't beat around the bush and will tell you directly which of your beautiful parts will belong to me from now on."

His fingertips pressed intimately against her soft lower lip, his voice deep and possessive:

“First, there’s this little mouth that makes my heart itch, and that nimble little tongue inside.” His gaze was intense, as if he were savoring her taste. “From now on, until the end of the bet, they, like your breasts, are subject to my ‘forced requisition at any time.’ Whenever I feel like it, I can do whatever I want to them, explore them deeply… and you have no right to refuse, you can only endure it.”

He paused, admiring her lips that parted slightly in fear, and continued, "Of course, this 'expropriation right' is only to ensure that you can serve me at any time, not a buyout. You can still earn the bargaining chips you need from me through these 'services'."

Hearing this blatant and humiliating verdict, Artemis instinctively covered her mouth tightly with both hands, as if to protect it from violation. Her azure eyes were filled with unbelievable despair; in just a moment, her lips, tongue, and breasts—her most private and sensitive parts—had completely fallen under the control of this demon!

"As for the rest..." Wang Chong's gaze swept over her exquisite body as if it were a physical object, passing over the few remaining pieces of clothing covering her body, and said with a smile, "All the remaining clothes on your body, and the body parts they represent, will be subject to my decision regarding what you wear, when you wear them, and even... whether you wear them at all, for the next hundred years."

"As for the rest..." Wang Chong's gaze swept over her exquisite body as if it were a physical object, passing over the few remaining pieces of clothing covering her body, and said with a smile, "All the remaining clothes on your body, and the body parts they represent, will be subject to my decision regarding what you wear, when you wear them, and even... whether you wear them at all, for the next hundred years."

He watched with satisfaction as her face turned deathly pale and her body trembled slightly with fear, and announced his final verdict: "So, Miss Artemis, you have temporarily... paid off your debt of 160 chips." He emphasized the word "temporarily," foreshadowing an even deeper abyss that awaited her in the future.

Chapter 678 The Forced Bidding Process Again

Artemis's heart felt as if it had instantly plunged into an abyss of ice and despair.

"clatter--"

With a frivolous snap of Wang Chong's fingers, Artemis's most private and last barrier vanished completely like a phantom.

That small patch of land, symbolizing purity and innocence, was exposed nakedly to the cold air without any cover. Because of the way the two of them were sitting, tightly embracing each other, she could clearly feel the astonishing outline and burning heat of the lurking dragon below from an angle that made her feel extremely ashamed.

It pulsated slightly, like a living thing, and each subtle rise and fall struck her taut nerves with a heavy impact.

"Well then, my dear Miss Artemis," Wang Chong's lips curled into a playful smile, his eyes filled with the mockery of a controller and a hint of barely perceptible admiration, "the debt is now settled. It's time for you to serve me well and earn some valuable leverage~"