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Sorry, But I Never Rely On Luck When Playing Cards

Chapter 530 - 191: The Alien Situation_2
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Chapter 530: Chapter 191: The Alien Situation_2

Too small.

The layout is too small.

It’s just an exchange meeting; there’s no need to go this far.

It’s not embarrassing to lose.

Seeing the boss stop him, contestant 7BZ also knew that his plan had been exposed.

"Coach Shil’s card deck is powerful, I admit my defeat."

So it had no choice but to press the surrender button resentfully.

The evening exchange concluded with a 3:2 victory for the Showcase Club, which thrilled and delighted the several Blue Skin coaches in attendance.

For a poorly maintained club like theirs, it was of course a joyous occasion to win an exchange with a club of the scale and level of Hall Two.

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However, it would seem somewhat impolite to celebrate on the spot now.

So they had to suppress their emotions and give Ree Shil a secret thumbs up.

Thanks to 7BZ’s special card deck and tactics, as well as Ree Shil’s overwhelmingly effective restriction, the card game didn’t even need much handling.

So, the review time was quite short.

And Ree Shil had wasted a lot of time probing for the King Card before.

Therefore, this was the only review of the evening that took less time than the card game, and it took quite a lot less.

"Alright, thank you all for traveling from afar. You’ve worked hard tonight."

"As I mentioned earlier, I’d like to invite you all to relax at my club."

"Have some fun, have a drink, and taste some good food."

Boss N generously waved his hand, signaling everyone to set off immediately.

Tasting food was not necessary, but when they heard about entertainment, coupled with drinking, the interest of the Blue Skins perked up at once.

Just in time, they had a victory to celebrate, so why not enjoy a hearty drink?

"I’m sorry, I may not be able to go."

Only Ree Shil declined the kind offer: "A friend is having some problems. I need to go and see him."

"Oh? Do you want me to send someone with you? After all, you’re unfamiliar with the place."

"It might help, then thank you, Boss N."

"Give me the address, I’ll arrange a driver for you."

"Alright."

However, when Ree Shil handed over his phone, Boss N looked at the location sent by Andrew Hill and his tone became odd.

"This address ... it’s my club."

What a coincidence.

...

Therefore, they drove to the location of the clubhouse, a massive fortress with a concave-shaped metal shell.

Initially, they assumed the clubhouse was just a section within the fortress, but when they learned that the entire fortress belonged to the clubhouse, and that this very building was Boss N’s property, everyone from the Showcase Club was impressed.

Boss N led the group towards the Entertainment District, while Ree Shil split up from them.

Knowing that the incident occurred at the clubhouse, there really wasn’t much urgency.

From his perspective, Slame and Andrew Hill had most likely just been bullied at a card table.

Boss N didn’t seem to mind this at all. Initially, he wanted 7BZ to accompany Ree Shil, but Glasses Coach volunteered willingly to take up the task.

Based on the detailed information later provided by Andrew Hill, the two quickly reached a card table area.

What Ree Shil saw here was quite different from their clubhouse.

Their clubhouse penthouse was filled with a variety of Cube Card tables.

There were even games that weren’t based on Cube Cards, with all sorts of tables and props scattered everywhere.

But this area in front of him consisted only of blue light card tables.

"This is an Alien Card Area, specifically for playing Alien games."

"Alien games?"

Upon hearing Glasses Coach’s explanation, Ree Shil’s eyebrows shot up.

Indeed, each place had its own way of playing. He had never heard of what they called Alien games.

Could it be the kind of alien that Straw Man had mentioned before?

"Alien games are irregularly distributed card games."

"Both parties’ card decks are spread out in shapes like circles or triangles, for example, to start the duel."

"With the card deck distributed irregularly, naturally different rules will be derived."

"This kind of card game was originally designed as a training-style card table to deal with various PVE situations."

"Later, for some reason, it became popular in clubs."

As Glasses Coach explained.

Upon hearing this, Ree Shil understood.

Circular, similar to the card game where he had to protect the Sword Spirit Remnant while battling with Sword Spirit Malice earlier on.

It indeed was a peculiar form.

At the designated meeting point, they found Andrew Hill.

In the vast mechanical race, that Frog Doll was quite noticeable.

It was standing there with a sign, like a fan welcoming someone at the airport.

The sign had Ree Shil’s name on it, with a few little flames drawn on the side to indicate urgency.

"Look, isn’t that your friend over there?"

Glasses Coach seemed to have spotted Andrew Hill first.

"No, it’s just a homonym."

Ree Shil thought that the sign was a little embarrassing and didn’t really want to admit knowing him.

Glasses Coach: "..."

However, in the end, they still approached Andrew Hill.

Seeing Ree Shil appeared, Andrew Hill waved his hand excitedly.

"What’s the situation now? Where’s Slame?"

Ree Shil looked left and right, but couldn’t see Slame near any of the card tables.

"In the private booth."

Andrew Hill held up a sign.

"Your friend sure knows how to make a big play."

Seeing the word "private booth", Glasses Coach adjusted his glasses.

"Oh? How so?"

"Only card games involving substantial stakes can be conducted in a private booth."

"Typically, the stakes for each game are not less than 1000 Cube Coins."

Glasses Coach explained.

Before Andrew Hill was even halfway through writing, someone else had already said what he wanted to say, so he could only erase and rewrite: "He’s right."

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