WTYTIAAN Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Although not all of the “bookmakers” at Mandy Pell can be said to be bad people colluding with Black Mask, such as Ino who was forced to stay here and participate in this bloody competition.

But the “bookmaker” in front of him, who was playing with the contestants like mice, was obviously not a good person. You could tell from the red name above his head.

Yan Yunqing didn’t immediately take care of this red name to gain some experience, because he was considering that the competition was still in progress and it wasn’t good to startle the snake.

However, he had already marked this “bookmaker” as a priority. When things got chaotic later, he would definitely kill this red name.

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Yan Yunqing still wanted to say a few words to stimulate this red-named “bookmaker,” when two more chimes rang in the hall.

He paused and subconsciously looked towards the stage. He thought it was another contestant whose chips had been cleared. He had heard this chime countless times when he won these two hundred chips. Each time it represented a contestant whose chips had been cleared.

The contestants whose chips were cleared either went to mortgage and exchange for new chips, or they only had the choice of waiting for death. Without exception, those contestants chose to mortgage. At least if the competition continued, they still had a chance to win.

However, when Yan Yunqing turned his attention over, he realized that this time the chime was different from before.

This time it was – the half-time reminder chime!

Half of the quicksand in the huge hourglass had been poured, and the remaining half of the quicksand made everyone’s hearts ring the alarm bell.

That’s right, not only would contestants who lost all their chips be eliminated, but those who didn’t win a thousand chips by the time limit, or weren’t in the top twenty groups, would also be eliminated from the competition.

Out of more than a hundred people, only forty would advance in the preliminary round. That meant that more than sixty, or even more, would be eliminated in one go!

Most of the people would face the risk of death. This was a man-eating competition!

Those who had a lot of chips in their hands but hadn’t reached a thousand couldn’t help but feel a chill down their spines. Although they had already secured a spot to advance, gambling was such a terrible thing. Until the very end, you never knew whether what was ahead of you was an abyss or a staircase to heaven.

Yan Yunqing knew that what was placed in front of everyone was just an abyss disguised as a staircase to heaven.

He lost the desire to continue teasing this “bookmaker.” He couldn’t rely on Divic. He was still seven hundred chips short of a thousand. He had to find the next target as soon as possible. After he had collected more than six hundred chips, he would go to Ino to win the last three hundred chips.

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On the other half of the competition venue, Divic, who Yan Yunqing regarded as just there to make up the numbers, didn’t lose until he only had a few chips left as he had guessed.

On the contrary, he had an unexpectedly large number of chips in his hand.

It had already exceeded four hundred.

“Sir, you have won more than three hundred chips at this table. According to the rules, you should change tables.”

Divic stroked a gold chip with his fingertip, tossing it up and down twice. Hearing this, he glanced lightly at the “bookmaker” who spoke.

This glance didn’t carry any skills, but the Dragon Race’s innate bloodline was above the Beastmen, coupled with the pressure brought by the level difference, made this “bookmaker” of Beastman origin sweat profusely.

“Oh? Exceeded?” Divic repeated unconsciously, his eyes constantly following that figure in the other half of the venue.

That damn bastard, how could he touch the King with such dirty hands!

Damn it, damn it, damn it—

He had to find a chance to kill that disrespectful guy.

The King shook off that damn guy!

The King was amazing!

Huh… was the King leaving?

Oh, he’s going to change tables. Sure enough, the King was amazing.

“S-Sir?”

The “bookmaker,” who was being stared at by those cold, brownish-red eyes, felt his scalp tingle. He felt as if he was being targeted by some kind of beast. His legs were starting to tremble.

“Hmm?”

This sound brought Divic’s attention back, affecting his continued stalking of the King’s whereabouts. Divic frowned in dissatisfaction.

This didn’t just scare the “bookmaker,” his legs went weak and he knelt down on the spot. The contestants at the same table were even more trembling, not daring to look Divic in the eye.

What was this guy’s background? How could his aura be so terrifying? What level of powerhouse was he? He heard that high-level powerhouses killed people at the slightest disagreement. Wouldn’t this person be like that too?

Divic confirmed the table that Yan Yunqing had finally chosen and noted the location in his heart. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the “bookmaker” kneeling in front of him for no reason.

“What are you doing?”

The “bookmaker’s” abrupt kneeling not only attracted the attention of the other contestants in this half of the venue, but also attracted several black-robed people.

They strongly suspected that this man with an extremely oppressive aura was here to cause trouble.

The “bookmaker” said in a trembling voice, “Y-You have already won more than three hundred chips at this table. According to the rules, you must change tables.”

He also saw the black-robed people approaching, but these black-robed companions couldn’t give him enough security. After all, the man in front of him with the terrifying aura was obviously much stronger than the black-robed people.

Unless the master came down, this man would probably kill the black-robed people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Hearing this, the approaching black-robed people became even more wary of Divic.

Someone wanted to openly violate the rules. According to the master’s instructions, those who wanted to violate the rules would be executed… Wait, could their strength execute him?

Only then did Divic process the “bookmaker’s” words in his mind. He was a little confused, “Change tables then, why are you kneeling?”

He stood up, casually picked up the plate containing the chips, left the seat he was originally sitting in, and looked strangely at the “bookmaker” still kneeling in place.

This guy was really strange. He wouldn’t speak properly, he had to kneel, and it also affected his observation of the King’s actions.

Seriously, he should find a chance to kill this guy too.

Anyone who hindered his close interaction with the King should be killed.

Divic thought to himself, directly carrying the chips, found a gambling table closest to the King, and sat down.

The “bookmaker” kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh of relief. Now it was the new “bookmaker’s” turn to start trembling.

Well, the King was really good-looking.

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Yan Yunqing didn’t know what happened on Divic’s side. He chose a new poker-related gambling table. With the experience Ino had taught him, coupled with the fact that children from China more or less had the experience of playing cards with their families during the New Year, Yan Yunqing quickly mastered the poker game.

So poker-like games were a very good choice for him.

As soon as he sat down, the chime rang again. This time it meant that the first group had won a thousand chips.

Yan Yunqing looked towards the center of the crowd’s attention and found that one of the members of the first group to advance was the youngest boy, about the same size as Ino, that Yan Yunqing had seen before the start of the competition.

The other member of that group was a dignified and luxurious woman. She was dressed very delicately. A moon-white fur shawl was draped over her arm. Unlike the popular “horse butt” skirt among noble ladies, she was wearing a very close-fitting fishtail skirt, with a graceful figure and a gemstone bracelet on her wrist that shimmered with dazzling light.

The two who took the lead in passing the level and winning the life-saving charm enjoyed the attention of everyone in the venue and were respectfully invited out of the venue by the black-robed people.

There was a brief commotion in the venue. The first group to advance had appeared, which meant that the remaining places had changed from forty to thirty-eight.

The hope of survival had decreased a little, causing panic among those who were still far from a thousand chips.

The most important thing was that the group competition wasn’t enough if you just worked hard alone. If the other member of the group couldn’t win enough chips, it would be very difficult to win a thousand chips in the specified time by relying on one person alone.

Because all of the “bookmakers” present were elites from Mandy Pell, it was absolutely impossible for them to give the contestants a chance to take shortcuts.

Yan Yunqing cleared away the distractions and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this card game. Compared to dice games, which only required strong hearing and a simple way to convert what was heard into the recognition of points to win, there were more things to consider in card games.

Remembering cards, counting cards, and even using some psychological tactics.

After calculating for several rounds, Yan Yunqing really felt that his CPU was a bit overloaded.

Along the way, several more groups completed the condition of a thousand chips and left the venue.

Yan Yunqing was holding a playing card in his hand, quickly calculating the hand he might get next and the future direction in his mind, when the bracelet on his wrist suddenly vibrated, interrupting Yan Yunqing’s thoughts.

What’s going on?

Yan Yunqing was still a little dazed, when he heard another chime of advancement. The contestants at the same table cast envious and jealous glances at Yan Yunqing.

Yan Yunqing:?

What’s going on? Why are you all looking at me?

Yan Yunqing looked around and realized something. Belatedly, he looked at the crystal wall in the center of the stage, and two more names were added to the advancement column.

Xavier, Charmite.

So Divic’s pseudonym was Charmite!

Before Yan Yunqing could react to their advancement, he repeatedly read the name Charmite in his heart, and his expression became a little strange.

Charmite, Charmite…

Char…mander?

Yan Yunqing really wanted to facepalm. He seemed to understand why Divic would take such a pseudonym.

It seemed that when the Demon King was stroking the little dragon back then, he had casually said that he looked like a Charmander…

But that was just a casual remark, how could Divic still remember it now?

“Sir, congratulations on advancing in the competition.” A black-robed man appeared behind him, “In order not to disturb the competition of other contestants, please leave the venue temporarily with your partner.”

Yan Yunqing was stunned and finally realized that he had advanced. His gaze passed over the black-robed man and looked towards the end of the venue. Divic was already standing there waiting for him.

Although Divic was still expressionless and couldn’t see his emotions, Yan Yunqing inexplicably felt that little flowers were blooming behind him, and his whole body was filled with the emotion of “Praise me! I’m so amazing!”

If Divic was in his dragon body now, his tail would probably be wagging like a propeller.

Yan Yunqing slowly typed a question mark:?

He looked at the chips next to him, four hundred, not even five hundred.

Wait, are you telling me that Divic, who could lose so badly in the poker game that involved catching little dragons, now won the competition with him?