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The gambling hall is empty, the night outside the window is luxurious, and the lights above are so bright and dazzling that it seems to make people dizzy.

Compared to the feeling of being out of breath just now in the VIP casino below, what I feel at this moment is that my breathing is blocked physically.

He reached out again to adjust the collar of his suit shirt, even though it was unbuttoned.

The green baize table, the touch of playing cards, the feeling of chips leaving your hands...

Everything in front of him seemed to be intertwined with an 'inexplicable feeling of discomfort', which spread throughout Fangran's body and hindered his breathing...

'Why? ’

Just like if you want to eliminate fear, you must look directly at it. If you want to eliminate the discomfort in your heart, you must first think clearly about what it is. Using the experience from many love comics,

Fangran questioned himself in this way, then lowered his eyes and looked at the colorful hill of chips before an answer emerged.

Is it because of my resistance to gambling...

It's like there are only results and no explanations behind the answer book. It's just superficial. The feeling is still like a pebble in my heart.

When placing bets in the fifth round, it was hard to push up the chips. Fangran remembered the words Adeline looked at him and said when he was down there:

-'...Whether it's your status in Fiseld or your status as a participant...'-

-'...There should be no need to be so wary about gambling. Even if you lose, it's just some money. It's just something you can easily get if you want it...'-

Yes, these chips are just money, why does it feel so laborious...

As a participant, as a cheater in [Creation Card], money is not important at all. I can be like the two rich people in front of me,

Think of this as a slightly more exciting ‘game’.

‘Then why the resistance to gambling? ’

This time, Fangran asked himself.

In the VIP casino, he watched the rich people cheering for victory and being intoxicated with the beauty in their arms. In the viewing room, he looked at the ballroom below with dark eyes. The man who won money in the casino came on stage to sing, and countless men and women surrounded him. Hi Carnival,

Fangran felt that he couldn't synchronize his mood with those people.

Is it because of the education you have received? Is it because you think gambling is a bad thing? Or have you been accustomed to frugality since you were a child, and feel sorry for this ridiculous waste?

No...it's these, but it's not just for superficial reasons...

I felt that the stone moved, but it was still stuck in place. In the showdown stage of the fifth round, after the hole card was revealed, I lost 400,000 chips again.

At this moment when the air seems thick,

Fangran suddenly remembered the memory from a century ago.

During that time, he also spent money like water, but he didn't feel the same as now. Why?

What is the difference between those gold and the chips at this moment?

Watching the waiter take away his chips, Fangran suddenly thought of the answer through the feeling of losing money.

Yes, it's a very simple difference,

The gold was conjured by his power, and the chips were money in the world.

One side is a night battle, the other side is reality.

So because it is reality...

It wasn't until now that he questioned his true nature step by step, that Fangran realized that maybe it was because of the practical process of paying RMB to the card.

Maybe because of Adeline's words, he subconsciously began to regard the 100 million as his own.

Feeling the 'stone' loosen, I interrogated myself about the remaining discomfort in my heart.

Fangran watched the sixth round begin, and he ushered in a new round of gambling. Iber, Gianandegu, and the casino employee raised their bets more and more.

There was no option to discard, and while the air was thick and his throat was blocked and he was struggling to breathe, he pushed more chips and asked himself.

‘What about the other part of the reason? ’

what exactly is it? What else makes me subconsciously resist what is in front of me?

most of the time,

People can’t even think clearly about their own psychology.

Under the bright light, every inch of the green cloth on the gaming table was illuminated brightly, and the numbers on the playing cards were clear and dazzling.

The showdown stage of the sixth game!

Fangran was still the loser. He lost half a million in this round.

Frowning slightly, his senses were numb, and he looked at the small mountain of chips in front of him. A vague thought came to his mind while he was breathing hard,

How much have I lost?

Unable to figure out the last part of the reason, the uncomfortable feeling secretly intensified, making Fangran feel more and more uncomfortable.

Why on earth...

At the beginning of the seventh game, the ‘button’ representing the dealer slipped from the dealer bunny’s hand to another partner.

Fangran looked at the two chips marked Dealer placed in front of him again.

Then the game starts again, the blinds are placed, and the cards are dealt out.

Starting from the casino employee at the gun point, he followed the call, and Fangran once again introduced 100,000 chips, but when it was Iber's turn,

"Ha, the warm-up is almost over. How about we play it a little louder?"

After speaking with a smile that seemed to be just for excitement, Iber took out a raise from the stack of chips, casually glanced at the opponent, and then in the first round before the cards were turned over,

Bet half a million chips together with the blind bet!

Thinking about it, tapping his index finger on the gambling table, Gianandegu thought for a while, and after looking in the same direction, he agreed with a smile,

"That's right, it's almost time to have something exciting."

And watching the two of them successively launch a pot of 500,000 chips, the casino employee thought for a while and seemed to be in a dilemma.

But in the end he also called.

The raising rule is that the first player on the right hand of the raising player becomes the last actor of this round.

So in the first round, it was Fangran’s turn again,

The last part of the reason that I can't figure out clearly is like there is something covered but I can't touch it. I am breathing heavy and facing a decision with a lot of chips.

What should I do, should I call or should I fold?

Fangran was unfamiliar with gambling and his chest was heaving. Fangran struggled while listening to such thoughts, but he knew that the latter choice was meaningless at all.

He took a deep breath, frowned, took out two full hands of chips and pushed them to the betting area in front of him.

Then the moment the fingertips left the chips,

His mind was electrocuted, a certain thought flashed, and he suddenly understood the reason for the last part of the resistance.

The gambling game was going on, and the intrigue started as the chips were raised, but I was distracted for a moment.

Fangran thought of that incident in the North Pole. When he was trekking on the ice sea, he kept imagining the battle with Lingqi in his mind.

Assuming how to deal with any situation, he designed layer after layer of trump cards, and even prepared the huge dark world crystal for the last resort.

Not only that time, but also the national war, the European war, the hot night in the city and the night pearl,

Should I say it is a habit developed since childhood?

Fangran will always prepare various responses, control the situation in his own hands, and give himself a sense of peace of mind.

He doesn't like things that can't be determined and can only be left to fate.

It is purer than stocks and funds and does not produce any social value.

Nothing carries more pure risk than gambling.

The covering layer dissipates, and I think clearly about all the reasons for contradicting what I see in front of me, and interrogate my heart step by step, and then I can dig out the roots of those superficial reasons.

Face the deepest reason why you feel uncomfortable breathing, and look at the simple face of the 'stone' in your heart...

——He's just not used to situations where he can't control the outcome, and he doesn't want to lose what he has in reality.

"Hahaha! Fourofakind!"

After watching a series of intrigues, faced with the community cards of 4, 7, A, A, 5, Iber couldn’t wait to laugh and turned over his hole cards.

Using four aces with a huge card, Gianandegu, who is actually not weak in the cards, gave up in a showdown with the casino members.

While being distracted, Fangran found that he had forgotten what his trump card was. He stretched out his left hand to open the cards in his hand, and something flashed on his ring finger.

The female participant who was leaning against the wall to watch the scenery frowned, and then the bunny girl in charge of collecting the cards made a move!

Others who noticed this also looked stunned. They were still laughing just now. The laughter of Iber, who was proud that his plan succeeded and made a lot of money, suddenly stopped.

The gambling hall is empty, the night outside the window is luxurious, and the lights above are so bright and dazzling that it seems to make people dizzy.

Because at this moment, no one expected to see the cards in front of the black-haired young man, including himself.

The light on the green cloth of the gambling table was too bright and clear, and the two cards placed there...

They are the three of spades and the six of spades.

3, 4, 5, 6, 7!

Flush!

Badbeat!

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