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"That power, don't you want to use it? Or... don't you want to get rid of it? Don't you want to become famous throughout the universe because of it?"

"That power that everyone fears yet yearns for is within your grasp..."

"Miss Xinghe, am I right?"

Xing pondered for a moment.

Sand Gold seemed to sense her hesitation: "You don't need to answer me now. You need time to think. I will come to you when the time is right."

"Of course, you can discuss it with your partners, or even use me in return, which I welcome—because that's also a way of showing me your value."

"I never do business at a loss, and I hope my friends... won't let me down."

Xing rubbed his chin, took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to Sha Jin: "Never mind, I never take advantage of others."

"I can't accept a reward without doing anything in return. Here are the credits you gave me before. Take them back."

Sand Gold laughed, took the credits, and said, "I didn't expect Miss Star Core to have such backbone? I'm so grateful to you..."

"Isn't this just banknote counting paper?"

Sand Gold couldn't help but swear. He had just been about to say that he was impressed with her, but he didn't expect that the stack of credits Xing returned to him was just counting paper.

Her starry eyes showed no remorse, and her tone even sounded somewhat aggrieved: "But all you gave me was counting paper!"

"Don't wrong an innocent person. I can't tolerate being wronged."

Placer gold: "..."

The company's intelligence specialist should really be brought out and criticized.

Who exactly analyzed this gray-haired, nameless lady as naive, ignorant, fond of rummaging through trash cans, greedy for money, and easily fooled?

After calming down, Sand Gold smiled and continued, "It's okay, just consider it making friends."

"Credit points are just numbers to me; they're the last thing I need."

Xing suddenly asked, "I remember your online name was 'Always Win at Gambling,' right?"

"Then do you dare to make a bet?"

The gold dust became interested: "Wow, how does the betting work?"

Xing: "It's simple, let's play rock-paper-scissors, one round to decide the winner."

"Whoever loses has to give the other one million credits."

Sand Gold chuckled, "Interesting. Let's play a round. If you lose, you won't give me any money, will you?"

Xing said seriously, "Don't think too badly of people. I still have a lot of principles."

Rock-paper-scissors is a common two-player game, and this game has a cosmic-level competition, with the annual champion winning a grand prize of up to ten million credits.

As a gambler, Sand Gold has a lot of experience with this type of game.

A player's specific decisions in a particular round are not completely random, but are related to the choices and outcomes of the previous round.

Specifically, regardless of the outcome of the previous round, players tend to repeat their previous choices; that is, if they chose a stone in the previous round, they are more likely to choose a stone in the next round.

If a player wins the previous round, they are more likely to repeat the same choices made in the previous round; if a player loses the previous round, they are more likely to choose a strategy that counters their opponent's strategy from the previous round.

These observed strategies are known as “winners stay, losers change”, meaning that winners maintain the status quo while losers make changes.

Before the game began, Sand Gold smiled and said, "Friend, next, I will play cloth."

He deliberately put psychological pressure on her before the game started, in order to mislead her choice.

Sand Gold is certain that after hearing his words, Star will definitely feel that he is misleading her, and then she will weigh the options between scissors and paper.

That's right, this Miss Anonymous is very clever and definitely not as easy to fool as the intelligence report said. But the smarter a person is, the more they tend to overthink.

You thought I'd throw rock to trick you into throwing scissors? Actually, no, what I really want to throw is scissors.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

Two voices could be heard inside the VIP room.

Sand Gold's pupils contracted sharply; he had lost. He had chosen scissors, while Miss Nameless had chosen rock.

“One million,” Xing reminded him.

Sand Gold said meaningfully, "Hehe, not bad luck."

"Miss Star Core, you've won. Shall we continue?"

After saying that, Sand Gold opened his duffel bag, pulled out a thick stack of credits, and slapped it on the card table.

Her starry eyes remained calm: "Continue. I'll show you who always wins at gambling."

"It's your misfortune to gamble with me; you'll lose everything."

Sand Gold's expression shifted slightly: "Hehe, it's good to be confident, but you probably don't know me yet."

"Bucai Shajin, a member of the Strategic Investment Department of Interstellar Peace Company, is one of the experts in non-performing asset liquidation."

"To get to where I am today, it's not just about skill, but also a lot of luck."

"Lady Luck will be on my side."

In the second round, Sand Gold thought he had the game in the bag, but unexpectedly lost another million credits.

The third game, the fourth game, the fifth game...

By the tenth round, Sand Gold's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and he could no longer maintain his previous composure.

"I should give you the title of someone who always wins at gambling."

Xingzhi said smugly, "From now on, please call me—the God of Gamblers."

"Mr. Sand Gold, you've already lost ten million credits to me. Do you want to continue?"

Sand Gold sighed, "I'm not playing anymore. If I keep playing, I'll really go bankrupt."

"Friend, you're really lucky. I'll give you another chip as a bonus."

"Guess which is left or right? Get ready—I'm about to reveal the answer."

Ding--

A chip was tossed into the air by the sand gold and disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by two tightly clasped hands, placed in front of Xing.

"Oh, I haven't asked you which side you chose yet."

"But it's okay, because—the game has already started."

To Xing's surprise, the golden chip had quietly appeared in his hand.

"Sorry, I don't need this thing."

Xing remained highly vigilant, preparing to discard it.

Sand Gold chuckled: "This chip is worth five million credits. Are you really willing to throw it away?"

Xingxi beamed with delight: "You have a great eye for people! I'm definitely going to be your friend!"

At that moment, the door to the VIP room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Huang Quan asked coldly, "What...are you doing in my room?"

Xing Mei's eyes narrowed. It was Miss Huang Quan. How did she know I was here?

So, Miss Huang Quan must be one of us; she came to my rescue.

Miss Huang Quan never expected that I would not only not suffer a loss.

Instead, they earned ten million credits and a chip worth five million credits from the goldfields.

Some people may not know what it means to win ten million credits without any capital. We usually only use two words to describe such people – gambling monsters.

Sand Gold was taken aback for a moment: "Your room? Wow, impressive, friend."

"I've only been in Pinocchio for a short time, but I've already learned how to invite people to join me."

Xing slowly raised his baseball bat: "Since you've discovered me, I have no choice but to kill you to silence you."

Sand Gold explained, “Don’t get me wrong, I just want to remind you—this place is a mixed bag, and there are too many ill-intentioned people here.”

"Remember to be more careful, for example... remember to close the door."

Xing narrowed her beautiful eyes. "Hmph, so you're introducing yourself, huh?"

Sand Gold turned around and brushed past Huang Quan: "Then I'll take my leave first. Have fun."

Watching the gold dust disappear into the distance, Huang Quan remained silent for a moment before asking, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Xing's lips parted slightly, and she froze, "Huh?"

Huang Quan repeated, "I said, why aren't you leaving yet?"

Xing spread her hands and said, "But this is my room!"

Huang Quan frowned, his handsome brows furrowing. "Could it be that I went to the wrong place? That shouldn't be the case."

"I double-checked the room number before I made a sound to disturb you."

"Could it be that the building number in the annex area is wrong, or perhaps the building number is also incorrect?"

"I'm sorry, this hotel is too big, and the corridors are all laid out similarly. You can easily get lost if you're not careful."