Lost in the Otherworld

"Am I not fortunate? Perhaps I'll truly hit the jackpot this time."

Gao Yang wagered 10 points on BAR.

Behind him, Wu Dahai let out a mocking laugh. "Buddy, this is what we call a desperate last-ditch effort! How many rounds have you played? And you're already going after BAR? I’ve spent whole nights playing, and still didn’t get it even once!"

*Beep, beep, beep... clink!* The result came in. As expected, he missed.

Gao Yang placed another 10-point bet.

Five seconds later, the result—still nothing.

...

Very soon, Gao Yang had just one last chance. Driven by impulse, he slammed down with all his might!

*Beep, beep, beep... beep... beep...* Gao Yang had a hunch—this time, it seemed like the result was taking two seconds longer than usual.

*Clink!*

No hit. BAR was still as distant as ever.

"Hahahaha, you missed! You’ve lost!" Wu Dahai’s gloating laughter echoed, "Brother, you’re a thousand years too early to beat me at the slots! Train up in other games, you might stand a chance next month."

Gao Yang looked at his score: 1.

It wasn’t time to give up yet.

"How much time is left?" Gao Yang turned to Officer Huang.

Officer Huang glanced at his phone, "Thirty seconds… 29 seconds…"

Gao Yang’s eyes fell on the machine’s "Big" and "Small" buttons.

No more thinking!

Gao Yang shut his eyes and rapidly pressed the "Big" button ten times in a row!

*Clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk...* The score leaped from 1 to 2, then 2 to 4, 4 to 8, 8 to 16... and in an instant, it skyrocketed to 624!

The whole sequence took less than ten seconds.

Wu Dahai was dumbstruck. Few dared to play the "Big or Small" game on slot machines. A correct guess doubled your score, but one wrong move and your score would be wiped clean.

It was a tempting yet ruthless gamble. The higher your score, the more likely the machine would "swallow" it.

And yet, Gao Yang had wagered on "Big" ten consecutive times—each one successful! What were the odds? With this luck, he could probably win the lottery!

Officer Huang, his heart pounding, reminded him, "Eight seconds left."

Gao Yang himself was in disbelief. Was this the power of his good fortune? No time to think—once more!

Suppressing his trembling hands, Gao Yang slammed down on the "Big" button again!

*Clunk!* The score shot from 624 to 1,248!

He won!

"Time's up!"

Wu Dahai stood there, dumbfounded. He had spent his whole life on slot machines and never witnessed anything like this. Could the machine be broken? He stepped up and pressed "Big" once himself.

*Clunk!* Instantly, his score was wiped clean.

Wu Dahai finally admitted defeat. Today, he had witnessed what a true "Luck King" looked like.

"You’ve passed. The test is complete," Wu Dahai said.

"That wasn’t easy," Officer Huang said, overjoyed. "After half a year, I can finally join the organization."

"Hold on! Don’t get the wrong idea," Wu Dahai interrupted, "This was just the first trial. There’s still a second test."

"What?" Officer Huang was surprised. "There’s more?"

Gao Yang, however, wasn’t surprised at all. What kind of organization tests one's gaming skills for recruitment? This wasn’t some professional esports team.

"Old Huang, you didn’t seriously think winning a game would be enough to join our organization, did you? This was just a warm-up. The real challenge comes next."

Wu Dahai snapped his fingers, and instantly, all the arcade machines powered down, the ceiling fans stopped turning.

In the dark, Gao Yang and Officer Huang exchanged glances but remained silent.

As expected, Wu Dahai was not as simple as he appeared—he was likely gifted with "Electric Element" powers. And in any game or movie, those who wield electricity always rank high in strength.

Indeed, this was a master hiding his true strength, playing a wolf in sheep’s clothing. If he had really competed with Qing Ling earlier, Qing Ling might not have stood a chance.

"Let’s continue outside," Wu Dahai said, his hands casually in his pockets, strolling out of the game room with nonchalance.