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"I think if I borrow so much at one time, I must pay it back, preferably with interest..." Wen Xingze really wanted to control his mouth, but it was too late.

The man agreed. "Good. How about double the interest?"

Wen Xingze had initially thought he was a living bodhisattva, saving all living things, but now he was practically crying. Was this usury? How could he possibly afford to pay back the 40,000 chips?

Wen Xingze: "...I think this matter can be discussed again!"

The man said nothing. He pursed his lips slightly and turned his face away, no longer meeting Wen Xingze's gaze. His shoulders trembled slightly, as if he were smiling.

This scene once again made Wen Xingze feel indescribably familiar. Could it be Chi Yan? ...While it wasn't impossible, this was another universe.

Chi Yan had other work today, which seemed to be related to the casting of "One Day", so he left home very early, but he sent a WeChat message to Wen Xingze at noon to remind him to remember to eat.

While Wen Xingze was thinking about these things, the floating elevator quickly descended to the busiest third floor.

The door slowly opened to both sides, and noisy voices and cheers suddenly poured out like a tide. It was obvious that a very exciting and intense game had just ended on several gambling tables.

The gentle reminder sound of the suspended ladder sounded:

"Beep—Welcome to the third floor of the underground casino. Please present your 10,000 chips."

The man didn't rush out, but glanced at Wen Xingze and said, "No interest required, but there are conditions."

Wen Xingze: "What conditions?"

"For the next three rounds, you can only play with me. If you win twice first, I'll give you all my chips."

The man held a translucent card between his index and middle fingers and shook it. The originally blank card flickered, and fluorescent blue numbers appeared on it, indicating that he now had 1.76 million chips, ranking first in the entire casino.

"Is there such a good thing?" Wen Xingze finally became cautious.

The man said meaningfully, "Prizes and chips don't really appeal to you."

The entire casino was bustling with activity, and everyone's desire to win was all for one person.

They cheered for victory and were depressed for failure. Everyone wanted to get as many chips as possible, as if that would bring them closer to their king.

The exception is Wen Xingze.

He certainly wasn't attracted by the prize.

Therefore, what seemed like a bargaining chip to other guests was merely a pass for Wen Xingze to go to the second, third, and fourth floors to see the excitement.

Wen Xingze: "What if I lose? I don't have 1.76 million chips to give you."

The man said calmly, "If I win twice first, within your ability, grant me one wish."

This type of gambling is called a "conditional gambling game" in which guests customize their own rules. It is recognized by underground casinos and is protected by casino rules. As long as both parties are willing, the chips do not have to be real chips.

One million seven hundred and sixty thousand chips... and one wish... Wen Xingze could now be sure that this person didn't know him at all. No one would make a wish to a stranger they met by chance for no reason.

In fact, the chips don’t matter. Maybe you can use them to see through this person’s true face.

Wen Xingze took the silver chip and said, "Happy cooperation."

The small robot floating at the door made a beep, confirming that the bet was successful.

At the same time, all the little robots on the third floor rang their bells, silencing the bustling third floor and drawing the attention of all the guests.

"Ding-ling-ling—the total amount of chips in the conditional gambling game exceeds one million. Guests 5 and 31378, please go to the central gambling table on the third floor!"

On the other side of the capital planet, the clock floating above the starport quietly passed six o'clock.

The live broadcast and games of "Zizi Development Plan" stopped in the morning, and the robots were unable to find Zizi's current location through the game or live broadcast.

But as the guiding parents this time, they still have a privilege that can help them find the cubs faster.

The destination they chose for the baby was the starport, but with a jump error of one light year, the baby could land anywhere on the capital star.

The robots were the best at waiting. They sat in a row, waiting quietly and docilely with some anticipation and joy.

The light tower told them that the baby was expected to arrive between seven and eight o'clock, and there were still forty minutes until seven o'clock - this countdown was suspended in the center of every planet in the Muse Empire, and could be seen everywhere.

In less than an hour they would see him.

"Baby, who's next to you?"

No. 015 turned on the terminal and nodded slowly. After about three seconds, the light screen projected by the terminal began to flash many buoys.

The colors of the buoys are mainly distinguished by nationality. Muse's buoy is blue, but in the large expanse of blue, several different colors are also jumping on the light screen.

There are dwarves, mermaids, dragons, and vampires... The one closest to the cub is actually...

Looking at the buoy whose color was different from that of all other Muse citizens, the robots suddenly stood up, and the warning lights specially set for the dangers of premature love lit up!

At 6:20 in the evening, on the third floor of the underground casino.

The casino opens at four in the afternoon. Most of the first batch of customers have already accumulated over a hundred thousand chips. Now is the most lively and bustling time in the casino.

This excitement will last until seven o'clock, because Guangta predicts that Zaizai will come between seven and eight o'clock.

Each floor, from the second to the fourth, has a central gambling table, which only opens when the central AI determines the game is large enough. Because everyone challenges the dealer on the fourth floor after earning enough money on the third floor, the central gambling table on the third floor hasn't been opened yet.

Who could have imagined that the table would be opened with millions of chips at stake!

Because the central gaming table was turned on, all the surrounding wall lamps and ceiling lights went out one by one, and finally the spotlight above the central gaming table lit up, with four beams of light covering the two sides of the gaming table, the dealer, and the table top respectively.

Wen Xingze and the man sat on either side of the central gambling table. The floating light screen above their heads displayed their data:

No. 5, chip count 1,760,000;

No. 31378, chip count 20100.

Eight miniature cameras focused on the central gambling table. Like every gambling game played on the central gambling table on the fourth floor, this one would be broadcast to the entire underground city and online casino channels.

After a few seconds of silence, the discussions surrounding the central gambling table quickly exploded!

"One million, seven hundred and sixty thousand?! I remember the initial chip limit was only thirty thousand. How did he do that? The fourth-level dwarf leader only had a little over nine hundred thousand."

"Stimulate."

"What's the point of betting on conditions today?"

"This number 31378..."

“…”

Wen Xingze had never been to a casino before, and he didn't expect to become the focus of the entire floor all of a sudden. Fortunately, he had a cloak and a mask.

Across the long gambling table, the man looked at Wen Xingze expressionlessly. The two stared at each other for several seconds, and a silent atmosphere flowed between the gambling tables.

Although Wen Xingze was very confused.

——If he remembered correctly, this was just a fan event with prizes including action figures. Why did the atmosphere have to be like a 1080P remake of "God of Gamblers" with a price tag of hundreds of billions and two people's lives at stake?

What brought this silent atmosphere to a climax was the opening of the suspended staircase that ascended from the fourth floor to the third floor.

The gambling game at the central gambling table on the fourth floor had just ended. As everyone guessed, the dwarf leader Eli won, and the mermaids lost all their chips again.

Eli came out, surrounded by his attendants, his wizard-like robes dragging on the ground. The little boy tapped his pipe on the edge of the table and said in a steady voice, "A bet with over a million in chips? I'll be the dealer."

The brown-haired, green-eyed boy first looked at Number Five, then glanced at Wen Xingze. He looked away for just a few seconds, acting as if everything was normal.

The hand holding the pipe began to tremble slightly.

The boy froze for only a second before quickly tucking his hand into his wide sleeve. Then, Eli called the robot over and had it take the pipe away. The boy then unwrapped the lollipop and put it in his mouth to satisfy his craving.

...Wang doesn't like the smell of smoke.

After the dealer was replaced, the audience's vision became more and more complicated, and a good show at the central gambling table was about to begin.

All other gambling games on the entire third floor were paused, and all eyes were focused here with either expectation or inquiry.

"What are you betting on?" Eli shuffled the cards. "All-in? It seems one of you two is a novice."

Wen Xingze raised his hand: "It's me, I'm a novice, I don't know what Stud Poker is."

Eli: “…”

Audience: “…………”

The man opposite Wen Xingze tapped the table lightly with his index finger.

"This is the chip for this round," the man said, throwing a small tube of pale green reagent into the chip area. "Whoever wins gets it."

The intelligent robot scans the chip area and determines that the conditional chips meet the requirements, and the bet is established.

Eli raised an eyebrow.

Everyone obviously recognized it, it turned out to be a single serving of green tangerines!

Wen Xingze was shocked. Could casinos use green oranges? Wasn't that against the rules?

The user of Green Orange can see the thoughts of people who like him. If he wins this Green Orange, according to the initial chip exchange rules of this casino, can he see the thoughts of everyone in the audience for the next three hours?

"I kind of want to win now," Wen Xingze touched his forehead through the mask and murmured, "What bet?"

Eli looked at him with a look of disappointment, like an old father looking at his son who had lost his mind due to beauty, even though Eli looked only five years old.

Soon the dwarf looked away.

Wen Xingze: “?”

Across from the gambling table.

The man leaned back in his chair and said in a casual voice, "Flip a coin."

Wen Xingze found it very strange and at the same time he was eager to try it: "Isn't flipping a coin a little too unskilled?"

Man: "What about Stud?"

Wen Xingze: "Let's flip a coin."

Eli snapped his fingers, and soon the intelligent robot came over with a box of silver coins. Eli picked up a coin and held it up, carefully checking it in front of the audience and the camera to confirm that the coin was normal, then tossed the coin high into the air and held it down.

Everyone held their breath.

Wen Xingze: "Yes."

Man: "Anti."

The young-looking dealer sighed and slowly removed his palm. The coin facing up showed the rose pattern representing the king.

...is the opposite.

There were a few sighs from the audience, as if everyone involuntarily stood on Wen Xingze's side, even though they couldn't tell who he was.

Wen Xingze's attempt was unsuccessful, and he could only watch as Number Five took the green orange and casually pressed it behind his ear. In the interval between the first and second rounds, Wen Xingze once again met the man's gaze, and it seemed as if he saw his light silver eyes narrow slightly.

He seemed to be able to see what was in Wen Xingze's heart.

But Wen Xingze couldn't be too sure.

What is his inner voice saying now? Wen Xingze thought, maybe it is saying 'what is his inner voice saying now'... Forget it, it's just a nesting doll.

"I'll decide the stakes for the second round," Wen Xingze said, asking the little robot to fetch a lie detector and place it on the stakes area. "The stakes are 'a question.' The winner can ask the loser a question, but they can't lie."

Man: “Sure.”

Eli tossed the coin high in the air again and held it down.

Wen Xingze's pupils were fixed on the coin, watching the glittering light on it.

Perhaps it was because of the atmosphere that his brain and thoughts suddenly became extremely clear at that moment, and even the noise in his ears almost disappeared.

"Front view." Wen Xingze said.

The man's eyes were calm: "The other side."

Eli slowly removed his palm.

This time, the goddess of luck was on Wen Xingze's side, and the number facing upwards was one. The entire third floor instantly cheered!

The robot places the lie detector under the man's palm. If the man lies, the lie detector will issue a shrill alarm.

When Wen Xingze proposed the chips, he actually didn't think carefully about the questions he would ask, because he wanted to ask too many questions.

Wen Xingze pondered for a moment and asked, "You..."

The man assumed a posture of listening attentively.

Asking certain questions under the attention of so many people might expose him. Wen Xingze didn't say it out loud immediately, but tried to think in his mind: "Is it okay for me to ask you this?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

He could really see Wen Xingze's thoughts!

Wen Xingze was shocked.

This is someone Wen Xingze likes. In this universe and this country, people who meet this condition are not uncommon, but Wen Xingze really can't remember who has light silver eyes.

Wen Xingze hadn't felt anything when he used the green orange, but now he realized that when a person realizes that their thoughts can be completely read by another person, the feeling is simply too... too...

Wen Xingze's mind began to become confused, with all kinds of random thoughts rapidly popping out: for example, he accidentally mistook shampoo for toothpaste when brushing his teeth this morning, how delicious the spring rolls Chi Yan made last night were, how he wondered when the robot parents would come to find him, whether this Number Five was Chi Yan, why Chi Yan was here, what wish he wanted to fulfill, and why his eyes turned silver. All of these thoughts were seen by the person opposite...

Number Five: “…”

Obviously, overly unconventional thoughts have caused a lot of trouble to people.

The man had to loosen the mask briefly, rub his temples, and then put the mask back on.

Wen Xingze's mind was incomparably confused and chaotic, but he remained calm on the surface. He heard the robot begin to count down: "One minute countdown. If you exceed the limit, it will be considered that guest No. 31378 has given up the chips he won in this bet. Sixty seconds, fifty-nine..."

Eli held two coins, his palms clasped together, making a crisp sound, and walked past Wen Xingze. The sound of the coins colliding brought Wen Xingze back to his senses in an instant. He didn't know when a lollipop had been placed in his palm.

Wen Xingze opened the candy wrapper and saw a sentence written on the back of the candy wrapper out of the corner of his eye.

Wen Xingze held a lollipop in his mouth and looked across at the gambling table. The man maintained his original posture, but he was holding the translucent chip card between his right index and middle fingers and looking at it, wondering what he was thinking.

Wen Xingze finally calmed down completely. He thought carefully for a while and asked a question in his heart.

The man on the other side paused and said, "It's not just me. There are about four on the third floor."

The polygraph didn't make a sound, indicating he was telling the truth, and the robot's countdown stopped.

The audience was confused: “?”

Is this the end? What question did you just ask?!

Wen Xingze nodded.

Eli cleared his throat and signaled the start of the third round: "Will we flip a coin in the third round as well? What are the stakes this time?"

Two wins in three games, Wen Xingze and No. 5 each win one in the first two sentences, and this sentence will determine the final outcome of the conditional bet.

The pace of this gambling game with chips worth more than one million was so fast that it attracted the attention of all the guests in the underground casino - of course, not just because of the gambling game.

Countless eyes were focused on No. 31378. He sat under the spotlight, his figure between a teenager and a young man. He wore a snow-white fox mask and his cloak was pulled down, but a few strands of hair still stuck out from under the brim of his hat.

Most importantly, those eyes.

The eyes were light amber in color, reflecting the flickering light of the burning lamp, and there seemed to be ochre teardrop moles at the corners of the eyes.

Every citizen of Muse could recognize it, yet they were unsure. And that was precisely why they were here, standing in this frenzied casino tens of thousands of meters underground.

Number Five said, "Flip a coin."

"Just betting on chips is too boring," Wen Xingze spoke first, his eyes shining inexplicably, "Let's bet on something else."

The man opposite nodded again.

If the unfortunate reporter Mi Mingyou from Pineapple News was here, he would definitely find Wen Xingze's eyes so familiar at this moment. After all, that was not the look that a person with normal thinking would have.

Eli: “Like?”

Wen Xingze's voice was scattered, and he reached out and knocked on the edge of his fox mask: "In the third round, the loser takes off the mask."

“…”

“!!!!!”

The underground casino had four floors, and everyone, whether they were watching or walking hurriedly in the corridor, including countless people in the universe who were watching the online broadcast, opened their eyes wide at this moment and cast incredible looks at him.

In that indescribable silence.

The man across from the gambling table casually pushed all the chips into the chip area and said calmly:

“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”

Chapter 46: The memory killer that appeared in the 45 chapters before, please do not buy it after reading it, the revised content is in the previous chapters

The author has something to say: This is a flashback of the robot parents and their cub (due to revisions, it has been added and can be considered a side story), not the main storyline of the casino. The main storyline will be continued in the next chapter.

This chapter is a reminiscence of what was originally written in Chapter 45 (2,500 words), but the previous chapter starting from Chapter 43 is the new content after the revision (about 7,000 words, continuing the plot before the first revision). I have no intention of defrauding you of your money. If you really feel that I am defrauding you by subscribing repeatedly, you can leave a message and give me a negative score. I will return all the money in the form of a red envelope. I am very sorry. Thank you.

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Wen Xingze remembered that on November 1st three years ago, he had just bought a lottery ticket the day before, but because he was born poor, he was robbed and broke his leg. He had to use all the money from the lottery ticket as medical expenses.

So I lay in the hospital every day doing nothing.

He downloaded "Desolation" from his mobile phone. The game was completely dark at the beginning. He groped in the darkness for a long time before lighting the first lamp.

Not long after, he went to the nearest wasteland planet's recycling station to look for some resources that could be used to build a town, but he heard a faint mechanical sound in the ruins: "Beep - starting the self-destruct program -"

The game system then reminded him to run for his life, otherwise he would be affected by the killing robot's self-destructive attack.

He had looked it up in the game's documentation. The PN-4 killing robots were the ones that had once caused panic throughout the universe, especially robots 008 to 011, who had absolutely no sense of normal ethics.

But Wen Xingze was also very brave at the time. He just went back to his hovercraft to find a blanket and then hurried back to the recycling station.

It was a windless and moonless day, and the garbage recycling station was eerily dark. All the robots had their limbs removed, leaving only their core heads. A bunch of fluorescent blue lights flashed, and deeper inside was a naked young man curled up with long curly hair hanging down to his ankles.

The robot that once dominated the universe ended up in a small, dilapidated recycling station.

I wonder what they're thinking, or if they're feeling resentful. Born to kill, they die to kill. The meaning of life is completely tied to death. In fact, in the eyes of the scientists who invented them, robots can't be called "life," but rather useful weapons.

As Wen Xingze approached, all the robots began to beep in alarm, their irises turning red: "Attack—attack—eliminate the nearest life form—"

Others had approached the recycling station before and had all fled in fear, but the robots soon realized that this young man was different.

He picked up the square metal head of No. 015, fumbled around, and found the power off button.

"Don't make any noise," Wen Xingze said, "If you make any more noise, I'll tear down your energy bars too."

The robots: “…”

Why isn't he afraid of them?!

Why is he so fierce?!

These were two issues that plagued the robots for a long time in the early days, especially those of 011 and his companions. The most violent 008 opened his eyes and the first second he saw Wen Xingze, he said in an extremely cold tone: "I will kill you and then destroy this world."

However, Wen Xingze looked at him curiously for a while and asked, "How long have your symptoms lasted?" He was referring to the second-year syndrome.

No. 008: “???”

Wen Xingze said, "My country needs some new residents. Do you have any housekeeping robots?"

No. 008 repeated the key words blankly: "Housekeeping, robot?"

"A robot that can do housework, cook, sweep and mop the floor, and serve tea and water," said Wen Xingze.

The scientific community now roughly divides robots into several categories: killing, housekeeping, labor... Of course, the development of killing robots was banned a long time ago, but there are still many countries that secretly violate taboos.

As the leader of all robots, No. 008 is an extremely aggressive anthropomorphic robot, his eyes are a darker gray than smoke.

He said with disdain and pride: "I really can't do housework or cook, but I can kill people, use particle cannons and antimatter cannons, and can ignore all laser reflections and stealth devices. My combat ability is -"

Wen Xingze showed a very disappointed expression.

No. 008: “…………”

This was a moment that made all the robots feel extremely frustrated.

The others would only reveal expressions of joy and greed when they heard of their exceptional combat abilities. Killing was the sole meaning of their existence and what they excelled at. And now, their greatest strength was being denied?!

They were angry and incredulous, wavering on whether to kill this presumptuous young man, until Wen Xingze wrapped the naked No. 011 in a blanket and carried him back to the hovercraft.

No. 008 froze for a moment, then shouted behind him, "Human, No. 011 doesn't even know housekeeping! His combat ability isn't even as good as mine!"

The robots watched him leave, feeling an indescribable emotion, a sense of loss and bitterness. They didn't know why No. 011 was chosen. No. 011 only looked gentle, but he would also kill Wen Xingze without mercy, everyone thought.

This young man might not come back, and their energy bar is about to run out. This is what happened on the last night of their lives, which is really absurd and funny.

But Wen Xingze came back soon.

He shut down No. 015 and the others and carried them back to the hovercraft. Finally, he carried No. 008 to No. 010 back one by one. Without even asking about their personal wishes, he announced domineeringly: "You are the first batch of citizens of Muse."

The robots: “…”

This was just like a king's game of playing house, and no one took what he said seriously at first.

But the amazing thing is that all the robots began to learn housework secretly and spontaneously, even though they once looked down on housekeeping robots.

When Wen Xingze went to the recycling station, in addition to the robots, he also picked up some books, such as "Three Hundred Simple and Delicious Home Cooking Recipes" and "Heart-Pumping Housekeeping Skills: Organizing Your Life", and also a parenting bible "Influence Your Baby's Life".

For some magical reason, they preserved these books well.

No. 011 first learned how to boil water. He squatted next to the kettle for a whole day and boiled enough water to last a year.

Then No. 015 learned to use a broom that same night.

Finally, it was No. 008, who had been studying in the kitchen for a long time. Three months later, he came out covered in dust and holding a plate of slightly black fried rice.

Wen Xingze finished eating the egg fried rice and commented seriously: "It's delicious."

Snow began to fall outside the window again, and Wen Xingze looked at them with his eyes curved slightly.

Like stars falling into his eyes.

Anthropomorphic robots do not have human emotions, so they cannot feel joy.

But the heat flowing through the core was incomparable, as if they also had a living heart, beating violently. The emotional data that exceeded the upper limit was as strong as a tsunami, drowning them in an instant.

"There might be something wrong with my core program," 008 said, turning slowly. "I'll go fix it."

Wen Xingze laughed heartily: "No, you're just shy."

The robots stood there in a daze.

Everything went on smoothly, and in the fourth month, Wen Xingze picked up the dwarf scientist at the star port.

This group of little ones, who all looked to be about five or six years old and had strange tempers, had delicate little faces, held dice, wine glasses and cigarettes in their hands, and wore robes like wizards. They walked hurriedly with frowns on their faces like ghosts parasitic in the soil.

When the dwarf scientists first arrived, the robots were shocked and thought that Wen Xingze had an illegitimate child outside. Later they found out that the dwarfs were ten times older than Wen Xingze.

On November 1st, the second year after Muse was founded, a group of bizarre residents, including a blind officer, arrived on the planet. To commemorate this day, the robots searched the dictionary for a long time and suggested that Wen Xingze name it "Light-Giving Festival."

In fact, Wen Xingze originally wanted to name it the "Roasted Chicken Leg Festival" because No. 008 finally learned how to roast chicken legs a year later.

In the end it was called the Light-Giving Festival.

After that, in the three years of reality, during the thirty years of the cosmic era, every November 1st, Wen Xingze would definitely go online to spend time with everyone, just like how families must reunite on New Year's Eve and Mid-Autumn Festival.

Wen Xingze is not a particularly rule-abiding person, but he has always maintained this habit.

He wants to light the first lamp after the Milky Way goes out for his parents.