Free Web NovelAfter Lu Yibei took out five gold bars, she saw the Mahjong Parlor Owner's eyes glow with a faint green light, like a wild wolf that had been hungry for seven or eight days. She suddenly felt a bit of regret.
The acting was too exaggerated. If they noticed something was off, she would be forced to fight them.
Once she fought them, to prevent any leaks, she would have to put them into her God Kingdom Prototype.
To be honest, she didn't like snatching people into her God Kingdom Prototype at the slightest disagreement, making her seem like a human trafficker from somewhere.
While Disaster didn't mind trickery and deceit, kidnapping was out of the question.
Too despicable, not dignified!
However...
After she sat down at the mahjong table and listened to the rules, she realized she had been overthinking.
One round was a thousand, with no upper limit.
If they were determined to run a pig-butchering scam, five thousand in capital might not even be enough to lose one game, and five gold bars were barely enough to lose one round.
Therefore, having five gold bars but claiming to be short on money was not an issue.
Being short on money and being short on money are different, just as there are differences between people.
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Mountain City, Nanbei District, due to relatively backward transportation facilities, is often jokingly referred to as 'in the main city, yet like a suburb.' And Shanxing Mahjong Hall's location in an old building on an old street made it even more desolate.
Perhaps it was because they were engaged in illegal activities like organizing gambling, requiring them to operate covertly. If one entered Shanxing Mahjong Hall from the street-facing stairs, all they would see was a run-down mahjong parlor with dismal business. It was hard to imagine that such a mahjong parlor held another world within.
Walking through a deliberately hidden small door, passing through a dark corridor, and pushing aside the soundproof curtain at the end of the corridor revealed the true Shanxing Mahjong Hall.
In the hall, which was about two hundred square meters, there were several card tables, and many people gathered. The smell of sweat and smoke mixed together, making the air exceptionally murky.
Some were loudly cursing, some were constantly smoking, some were whispering about something... noisy, crowded, and chaotic.
It didn't look like a place a beautiful Miss would frequent.
The main hall was for playing poker and dice, while mahjong had several private rooms in the southeast corner of the hall.
And Lu Yibei was in one of these rooms.
The people she played with were brought by the Mahjong Parlor Owner. Besides the Mahjong Parlor Owner, there was a slightly plump middle-aged woman, and a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses, who almost triggered her Chairman's PTSD, very much like a social animal.
She sensed Spiritual Energy fluctuations from all three of them. Although their levels weren't high, if an ordinary person encountered them, they would at least lose their underwear, if not go bankrupt.
The saying 'ten bets, nine scams' is absolutely not a joke.
This place was practically a super simple, youthful version of Dream Come True Entertainment City, and they were about to face a 'Wang Bu Liu Xing' that had been strengthened multiple times.
Skill cannot defeat immortal techniques.
Since the game began, two rounds had already been played.
Perhaps to keep Lu Yibei, the little golden pig, firmly tied down, her three 'card friends' didn't pull any tricks during these two rounds, even deliberately going easy on her, allowing her to win a little.
This was somewhat awkward...
If you don't make small moves, how can I make big moves?
But what was meant to come would eventually come.
As the third round began with drawing tiles, a predictive thought flashed through Lu Yibei's mind.
【The middle-aged woman secretly swapped three tiles from the eastern tile stack】
【The social animal man hid two nine-wan tiles in his sleeve】
【The middle-aged woman and the Mahjong Parlor Owner exchanged glances】
Finally starting? I've been waiting for you for a long time! Lu Yibei squinted slightly, feeling very pleased.
So...
The predictive thought activated, and the Charm ability and Dream Entering Ability were ready.
The slaughter began!
"One dot!"
The middle-aged woman played a tile, and Lu Yibei immediately lost her drawing privilege.
"Pung!" the social animal man said, "Nine bamboos."
The Mahjong Parlor Owner glanced mischievously at Lu Yibei. Seeing no reaction from her, he smiled and picked up the nine bamboos from the table. "Excuse me, pung, one character."
"Pung!"
As expected, the Mahjong Parlor Owner also punged, and the middle-aged woman successfully completed the 'hand-off'.
The three of them entered a continuous pung mode, as if they were no longer playing mahjong but rather a game of 'Connect Four'. For a full five minutes, Lu Yibei only drew tiles twice.
Five minutes later, each of the three had only one tile left in front of them, a single wait, and even the winning tiles were identical.
And the tile they needed to win was precisely the one Lu Yibei was about to draw next.
Draw it, play it, and it would be a triple win.
Too ♦ exaggerated, only good for deceiving foolish Misses who are rich and naive.
Do I really look that easy to fool?
Lu Yibei muttered to herself, picked up a tile from the stack, and, under the greedy gaze of the three, covered the tiles in front of her. She said expressionlessly, "Kong!"
Then, she reached out and drew a tile.
"Oh? Self-drawn, three winners, thank you."
If you want to show off, then let you show off. Anyway, I only need one tile to win!
As soon as she spoke, the expressions of the three people at the table immediately became wonderful. The social animal man frowned deeply, the Mahjong Parlor Owner's face darkened, and the middle-aged woman even 'kindly' reminded her, "Little Girl, you should look carefully. A false win means you have to pay three families."
"I looked carefully!" Lu Yibei tried her best to imitate Gu Qianqian's foolishness, saying blankly, "This combined with this, and this, should be a winning hand, right?"
The three at the table looked at the mahjong tiles Lu Yibei had laid down. Indeed, it was a winning hand, and the tile they needed was among them.
Luck, it must be luck!
Under their 'encirclement and interception,' this foolish Miss only drew twice but was able to listen for a win. What else could it be but luck?
This probability was like standing in an open field in the center of a legion-level battle, spreading one's arms like a living target, standing for half an hour, and emerging completely unharmed.
However, relying on luck won't get you far!
So the game continued. With the 'clatter' of shuffling tiles, a predictive thought once again flashed through Lu Yibei's mind.
【The social animal man marked the back of the mahjong tiles with his hand sweat】
【The Mahjong Parlor Owner and the middle-aged woman exchanged glances, hinting to increase the intensity】
【The middle-aged woman secretly swapped six tiles】
Increase the intensity? Okay, got it! Lu Yibei responded in her heart, silently adjusted the order of the mahjong tiles in front of her, looked up and scanned the three people at the table, and said weakly, "Uncles and Aunties, may I ask, according to our rules here, does this include Heavenly Hand?" freeweɓnøvel.com
Her appearance strangely resembled a little lamb suddenly revealing four-meter-long fangs, ready to devour someone, causing the three at the table to freeze. The social animal man, in particular, was so startled that he made a mistake while swapping tiles, causing one to drop to the ground.
Lu Yibei glanced at the mahjong tile on the ground from the corner of her eye, feigning complete unawareness that the social animal man was swapping tiles. Then, with an expressionless face, she stabbed them in the heart again, "Um, I think I got a Heavenly Hand!"
"Clatter!"
The tiles were pushed down, a Heavenly Hand of Seven Pairs, 192 fan.
The three of them, "..."
They were utterly shocked, looking at Lu Yibei as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
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It hadn't even started, and the 'little golden pig' was already finished. What the ♦ hell was there left to play?!
Could someone's luck really be this good? Could she be a member of the Miracle Order, specifically here to cause trouble?
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Third time's the charm, at most two wins by luck!
Next hand, let her get a bad set of tiles, and see how she wins then!
The game continued. Paying, shuffling, arranging tiles, and then the three heard a chilling sound.
"Um, I, I think I got another Heavenly Hand. We do have a saying about Thirteen Orphans here, right?"
Without cheating, mahjong is actually a very fair game. Every participant needs to skillfully use their intelligence, technique, and a tiny bit of luck.
Luck is a mysterious thing, unpredictable, sometimes good, sometimes bad. So, for fairness, some Mahjong rules offer compensation to those with extremely bad luck.
“Thirteen unique tiles” refers to thirteen tiles that don't connect in any way; it's an extremely bad hand, yet also one of the largest hand types.
Legend has it that when this hand appears, even onlookers must pay the winner a sum of money, showing sympathy for this extremely unlucky person.
In fact, Lu Yibei had already prepared to use her innate ability to change her hand.
Getting this hand was entirely the result of her three adorable 'cardmates' rigging the game, her choosing to lie flat, plus a tiny bit of bad luck.
It's quite a coincidence, you know?
“Bang!” A muffled sound of a table being slapped suddenly rang out.
The male office worker was the first who couldn't sit still. He slammed the table, stood up, pointed at the Mahjong Parlor Owner, completely dropping his refined facade, and cursed in a low voice, “Damn it, didn't you tell me to come here to help you fleece someone? What's going on now? You can even change a hand to this? Is this fleecing her or fleecing me?”
He had been won against three times before even finishing one round, totaling nearly five hundred fan. Who wouldn't lose their composure?
The male office worker even suspected that the Mahjong Parlor Owner's target was actually him, and Lu Yibei was the Mahjong Parlor Owner's accomplice.
“Are you doubting me?” The Mahjong Parlor Owner said with a grim face, “We've been partners for so long, have I ever lied to you?”
Hearing this, the male office worker calmed down a bit, opening his mouth as if to speak, then stopping.
Seeing him silent, the Mahjong Parlor Owner stood up, hands braced on the table, leaned close to Lu Yibei, ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ and said in a deep voice, “Little Girl, I admit you have some tricks; I misjudged you. But if you want to use this method to make money off us, I'm afraid you've miscalculated.”
“To be able to do this much right under our noses, you must be a Psychic, right? If so, how about we resolve this matter the Psychic way?”
As his words fell, all three of them simultaneously unleashed their Spiritual Energy.
The Spiritual Energy fluctuations collided in the small Mahjong room, emitting a soft “zzzt” sound like static electricity sparks.
They ran a casino to swindle people, and also a charity foundation, so how could they let anyone win money away?
In fact, every year a few clueless individuals would come to Shanxing Mahjong Hall looking for trouble, but no one had ever successfully won money and taken it away.
They were all dealt with by their combined efforts.
As for the possibility of the troublemaker being a high-level Psychic, they had never considered it.
This is like professional athletes, under normal circumstances, almost never going to a middle school court to bully amateurs.
High-level Psychic, whatever they do, wouldn't it earn more than coming to this small casino to cause trouble?
Why would they bother?
Unless that high-level Psychic had some psychological issues...
“What, what is the Psychic way?” Lu Yibei nervously glanced at the three of them, swallowed, and weakly asked, “Are we going to fight?”
The Mahjong Parlor Owner exchanged glances with the male office worker and the middle-aged woman, then curled his lips, “If you're confident, it's not impossible. But if you lose, I'll sell you to the Eclipse Society. As for what they'll do to you, that's none of my business.”
“But, but...” Lu Yibei said timidly, “I'm very powerful, really!”
“Oh? How powerful?” The male office worker, full of pent-up anger, rolled up his sleeves and said sarcastically.
“Powerful enough... that I'm afraid of accidentally killing you,” Lu Yibei said expressionlessly.
“......”
After a brief silence, laughter erupted.
“Hahaha!”
The male office worker laughed so hard he bent over, patting his chest mockingly, “Come on, hit me here, let me see how you kill me.”
In silence, Lu Yibei bit her lip, hesitated slightly, then nodded.
The next moment, a terrifying Spiritual Energy fluctuation swept in, and the entire Mahjong room instantly heated up by dozens of degrees. The yellowish-white walls glowed orange-red, as if they had become an oven.
The male office worker didn't even see how the other party attacked before his eyes lost their light, and his consciousness, like an old television shutting down, flickered with a “whoosh!” and plunged into darkness.
Immediately after, he heard “celestial music” and saw immortal cranes flying through colorful auspicious clouds. And from where those immortal cranes flew, there seemed to be a large gate, with the three characters “South Heaven Gate” written on it.
Facts prove that even with extremely low probability, psychologically twisted high-level Psychic can still appear here.
“......”
Beating up office workers, truly exhilarating!
Is this a form of alternative revenge? Lu Yibei wondered.
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After an unknown period, when the male office worker woke up and opened his eyes, seeing the petite girl sitting opposite him, he almost fainted again on the spot.
He looked around frantically, only to realize that his companions' situation didn't seem much better than his.
Lu Yibei sat cross-legged on the chair, hands clasped over her chest. She averted her gaze from the terrified male office worker and looked at the bruised and swollen Mahjong Parlor Owner, lifting her chin slightly and saying expressionlessly, “So, according to you, Dai Lin just comes here to play cards every time?”
“Yes, that's right. That guy is a huge addict; he comes whenever he has free time! But he also occasionally buys some intelligence and Alchemy materials from me.”
“Oh?” Lu Yibei narrowed her eyes slightly and pressed, “What intelligence and Alchemy materials did he buy from you?”
“This...” The Mahjong Parlor Owner hesitated, as if wanting to speak but holding back.
Selling customer information is somewhat disloyal.
“It seems we haven't communicated deeply enough yet!” Lu Yibei said coldly.
Thinking of the experience of falling into an abyss just now, the Mahjong Parlor Owner shivered and quickly said, “He bought distribution maps of Spiritual Energy organizations and urban legend around Yumen Pass. As for Alchemy materials, they were common things like Dust-Fixing Sand, Hundred-Mile Root, and Flowing Water Thorns.”
Customer information is not as important as one's life!
Dust-Fixing Sand, Hundred-Mile Root, Flowing Water Thorns... Lu Yibei searched her memory for knowledge about Great Serpent God's Alchemy potions and frowned.
These Alchemy materials are mostly used to make Alchemy potions that resist sandstorms.
These Alchemy materials, plus the distribution maps of Spiritual Energy organizations and urban legend around Yumen Pass...
Could Dai Lin be going to Yumen Pass?
What is he going there for? Is there an Eclipse Society stronghold there?
After a brief thought, Lu Yibei collected her thoughts and looked at the Mahjong Parlor Owner, asking, “Anything else? Has he been here recently? When he came, did he mention where he might be going?”
“He, the last time he came was three days ago. He didn't say where he was going, but he asked me to get him an off-road vehicle, and specifically instructed that it should be modified to drive on sand, and preferably have one-way tinted windows...”
He paused, then changed his tone to beg for mercy, “This Adult, this is all I know. Please let us go?!”
“Shut up!” Lu Yibei glared at the Mahjong Parlor Owner. “I can let you go, but settle the money I lost earlier... However, if you leak word about me being here today, forget it, I'll just silence you.”
Although she had found out everything she wanted to know, it was impossible for her not to take the money she won. Even if she couldn't use it for now, couldn't she give it to Ju Meng?
“I'll pay, I'll pay! How about double?”
“Triple!”
“Good!”
