Chapter 188 Gambling is very harmful.

Shu Lan slammed the table and said righteously, "Of course it's me. What's the difference between letting Master Maomao come there and openly cheating? Am I that kind of person?"

Everyone answered silently in their hearts: Yes...

After all, they are my parents who provide me with food and clothing. I dare not say it out loud and can only keep it in my heart.

The people in the room respectfully brought a chair to Master Maomao and asked him to sit next to Shu Lan. They also brought freshly fried peanuts and melon seeds, as well as fruits from the supermarket and placed them in front of him, fearing that they would neglect this great god in any way.

"Bao, take out our coins."

Shu Maomao stretched out his hand, and grain coins fell onto the table like water, all of them were the largest denomination "9".

"Shake it."

After a row of people rolled the dice, the dealer saw that Shu Maomao was really just watching and eating melon seeds. A gleam flashed in his eyes and he asked, "Commander, how much are you betting?"

Shu Lan pushed the hill in front of her away: "Everything."

The glittering coins lit up the dealer's eyes.

If I could win this one, I would be rich!

Shu Lan picked up a handful of melon seeds and cracked them. "But if you lose, you have to pay me the same amount. Can you afford it?"

A basin of cold water poured on a heart that had become hot due to greed. The dealer looked down at his scattered coins and said dejectedly: "I can't afford to lose."

Shu Lan nodded: "It's okay. If I win, I can just take what you have. Kai, I'm... 124, huh? So small?"

The dealer opened his cup and saw 236 on it. He was overwhelmed with surprise. His eyes widened, and his facial muscles broke into an uncontrollable smile. He was ecstatic and incomparable: "Commander, you...you..."

Shu Lan pushed the coins in front of her over with one hand: "Well, I lost, these are for you."

“Wow!!! It’s posted!”

"Oh my god, there are so many, it's hard to empty the store."

After everyone else's dice were opened and the calculations were completed, Shu Lan finished her handful of melon seeds, clapped her hands, and said, "Let's do it again."

The dealer was dumbfounded: "Ah? Still coming?"

Shu Lan spoke again righteously, "Of course, I've already paid the entrance fee. You can't just let me play once. Come on! Baby, give me the money."

Shu Maomao raised his hand, and a pile of grain coins appeared, even taller than before, with all the denominations still being "9".

The dealer reacted and said with a bitter face, "Commander, this is unfair. You have plenty of money, so losing one hand won't hurt you, but if I lose one hand, I'll lose everything."

Shu Lan raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, that's what running a casino is all about. You lure people in with high returns. The more people play, the more you make. You don't have to worry about losing money, but others lose everything when they lose. You can do this? Why can't I? Stop talking nonsense. Roll the dice. As usual, if you win, I'll give you everything in front of me. If you lose, you give me all the money you have."

The dealer now understood that she was not really here to play, but to stir up trouble. Even if she didn't use her supernatural powers to cheat, the commander had plenty of ways to deal with them.

Someone sneaked towards the door with a purse in his pocket. After taking a few steps, the door was stabbed with knives. Shu Maomao said in a cold tone: "My mother didn't let you go."

Shu Lan tilted her head and smiled at them, giving everyone goosebumps and chills down their backs. "Don't leave. I love gambling too. If you leave, who will play with me?"

Everyone is in tears and can’t bear to accompany them!

In the second round, Shu Lan's dice number was still small, but after she lost, Shu Maomao would take out more.

By the third round, Shu Lan won, and the dealer went bankrupt and rolled to the side in disgrace.

"If I'm being serious, you still owe me a lot."

Shu Lan collected the money, stood up and walked to the opposite side to sit down, then moved to the side, let Shu Maomao sit in the dealer's seat, and helped him straighten the chair.

"Alright, now Master Maomao has learned how to play. He'll be the banker, and you'll be the players. Place your bets."

Shu Maomao put his hand on the dice cup, shook it casually, and opened it to reveal three "6s".

People in the room: ...666.

Who won him!!!

That night, all those who couldn't sleep and came to the casino went home with empty pockets, and they couldn't sleep even more, staying awake until dawn.

I originally thought that any win would be a good thing, but who would have thought that I would lose everything, and my tears of bankruptcy wet my pillow.

Gambling is very harmful!

Early in the morning, people in the cafeteria started to work and everyone woke up from their sleep.

The commander's sleepy, yawning voice boomed over the radio: "I have an announcement. From today on, the base salary for all positions will be increased by two coins, bringing the minimum wage to five coins a day. Also, I'm not forbidding you from doing business. You can still open a shop and earn money with your skills, just like before."

"Oh, by the way, I really enjoy gambling. I had a blast last night. If anyone else wants to open a casino, feel free to do so. I'll be there right away and we'll battle it out until dawn~~"

From then on, no one in District 9 dared to mention gambling again.

Shu Lan moved the annual party to New Year's Eve. After recording it, it was played on a large TV in the cafeteria so that people who were not in the audience could also watch the show.

The next day, the major street offices brought a box of money to award outstanding employees who worked diligently.

There are awards for perfect attendance throughout the year, awards for contributions in special fields, and awards for enthusiastic neighbors...

Each prize includes a corresponding amount of coin rewards, which are distributed door to door, just like giving everyone New Year's red envelopes.

When money is issued, residents have purchasing power and go to stores to exchange it for goods. The goods in the stores are emptied and replenished, and the money flows back again.

The space is like a perpetual motion machine. The production line keeps producing things every day. If people don't buy them, those things will be stored in the warehouse and the production line will be idle. Shu Lan always feels that this is a real waste.

At the same time, she also told them that there were only six years left before the meteorite landed. Before that, every household had to try to make their own supplies or stockpile some supplies with a long shelf life to resist the underground life that would end in an unknown year.

Shu Lan plans to have Big Mouth add production lines to produce canned food and dry goods in the next few years, and to expand some underground warehouses for storing energy and goods.

Even if Big Mouth disappears with the space one day, they won’t be completely finished.

Winter passed, spring came, and summer came again. Shu Maomao was already eight years old, but the people in District 1 were still hesitating and reluctant to set off.

Shu Lan was driving. The plants along the way were much less than when she came last year. The grass and woods had degraded, and there were almost no flowers to be seen.

It is not just humans who are heading towards extinction. Animals, insects, and plants are all heading towards their end under the direct or indirect influence of the virus. It is as if the planet is already very old and is about to take its last breath.

Even if they manage to see the light of day again, will they be able to continue living?

I think it should be possible. By then, Shu Maomao will marry someone, give birth to a little plunderer, and then inherit the space...

Shu Lan turned her head to look at Shu Maomao who was sleeping with his head tilted in the passenger seat, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

She is really idle. Why does she think about this? Let her descendants worry about their own affairs.