Northern Myanmar: These players are acting strangely!

Chapter 94 Wang Mazi's Other Side: A Hidden World
Holy crap, is this really the same Uncle Pockmarked I know? The contrast is just too much!

[It feels like life in the park was too oppressive; they'd been holding it in for too long, and now they finally have a chance to release it.]

[But the way he released this information and the target... something's not right, is it? I'm no longer a fan. I used to think Uncle Ma was someone I could get along with. Damn! Now I feel like he's no different from Fat Cat, they're birds of a feather.]

[Upstairs, what's wrong with Fat Cat?]

[Fat Cat: A pot falling from the sky???]

[You guys definitely didn't watch the previous live stream. Uncle Ma said before that Fat Cat is the most cunning and plays the most perverse games, and now it feels like Uncle Ma has learned bad habits from him.]

[Fat Cat is no good. Even when Sun Yong was still around, I had a feeling this guy wasn't a good person; he's cunning and wicked. The night he made Sun Yong watch the girl, it was actually him who instigated the taciturn fellow.]

[Have we gone off-topic? Weren't we talking about Uncle Ma? How did we get onto Fat Cat?]

Time passed by minute by minute.

Wang Zixu listened as the woman's moans in the private room grew weaker and weaker.

I saw beer mixed with an unidentified liquid slowly seeping down the door crack into the hallway.

He was a little worried about the situation inside the private room.

I wondered whether I should knock on the door and ask.

He also reminded Wang Mazi not to get carried away.

He came out with Wang Mazi to discuss serious business.

He didn't want to get himself implicated because Wang Mazi caused someone's death.

Just as I raised my hand, the door creaked open.

The three girls, supporting each other and disheveled, walked out of the room.

Wang Zixu noticed that their hair and clothes were wet and dripping water.

It was impossible to tell if it was water, beer, or something else.

Wang Zixu turned his head and looked at Wang Mazi in the private room.

He was sprawled out on the sofa, his eyes slightly narrowed, one hand still pulling up his waistband.

As soon as Wang Zixu stepped into the private room, an indescribable stench hit him.

There was something else mixed in with the pungent smell.

He braced himself and went inside, immediately noticing a used syringe that had somehow appeared under the table.

Looking at Wang Mazi's bare arm, there was a fresh needle mark on it.

Wang Zixu instantly recalled what Wang Mazi had told him before about the rampant use of heroin in the park.

He never expected that Wang Mazi was hiding his true intentions so well!

How come I didn't notice this before?
wrong!

He should have noticed something was wrong much earlier.

When Wang Mazi told him, he spoke with such certainty, and his expression was so genuine.

He should have been suspicious back then.

Wang Zixu glanced at the ice bucket on the table.

Those syringes must have been brought in from the ice bucket.

Combined with Wang Mazi's frenzied state just now.

Wang Zixu speculated that Wang Mazi had probably already tied himself up when he requested the song.

After all that trouble...

The high finally subsided.

"Cool--"

Wang Mazi sat up from the sofa as if nothing had happened.

Before leaving, he picked up a bottle of beer and took a big gulp.

Do you know why I brought you here instead of going to the Red Chamber?

Wang Zixu rolled her eyes at him.

He didn't know at first, but how could he not know now?

He gestured with his eyes to the syringe on the ground:

"Because of that thing, I guess."

Wang Mazi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:

"You're a smart kid."

"However, this is only one aspect."

"Secondly, I feel that the functions of nightclubs and the Red Mansion are somewhat overlapping."

"What you can experience at the Red Mansion, you can also enjoy at night."

"Besides, there are places in the nightclub that the Red Mansion doesn't have."

Wang Zixu asked in confusion, "What?"

Wang Mazi smiled and waved to him:
"Come on, follow me upstairs."

Wang Zixu followed Wang Mazi up to the second floor.

A row of young women dressed in cheongsams with slits stood at the top of the stairs, greeting guests.

Upon seeing the two approach, they bowed in unison and called out in saccharine voices:

"welcome!"

"Wishing the boss great wealth!"

Lifting the curtain and stepping inside, Wang Zixu discovered that this place was a hidden paradise.

Gambling tables were everywhere.

Behind each gambling table sat a beautiful dealer in a sexy uniform, dealing cards with remarkable skill. So that's why.

There's actually a casino upstairs in this "Heaven on Earth" place.

Seeing Wang Zixu's shocked expression, Wang Mazi explained as they walked:

"The casinos here are not legitimate and are not large in scale; they are just for us scoundrels to have some fun."

"If you want to play legitimately, you have to go to a more prestigious casino; you can only experience that outside."

After the introduction, Wang Mazi patted his chest and said that he would definitely take Wang Zixu there to broaden his horizons if he had the chance in the future.

Wang Zixu was too lazy to expose him.

He himself is like a clay bodhisattva crossing a river, barely able to save himself, yet he's still thinking about things outside the park—it's truly laughable.

Wow! This game is amazing! Even the casino is so realistic!

Look at this gaming table, these chips, and the details of the beautiful dealer—it's all so exquisite! The game developers really understand us players!

The atmosphere was absolutely amazing; it truly felt like being in an underground casino.

[Hey bro, go play a couple of rounds! Let's see how good you are at gambling!]

There's no such thing as gambling skill; it's all about luck.

I doubt it. In reality, luck probably plays a bigger role, but in the game, which takes place in a scam park, I think there's more likely to be trickery involved.

I'm curious about what kind of gambling activities are involved here.

Wang Zixu's gaze swept across the gambling tables, seeing many withered faces, like walking corpses.

Their eyes were fixed on the cards in the dealer's hand, and with each card dealt, their faces showed expressions of either disappointment or ecstasy.

Wang Mazi exchanged all the remaining money in his salary card for chips, about ten of them worth a thousand each.

He found a gambling table that was located relatively far inside and sat down.

Wang Zixu followed behind, lowering his voice to ask:

Why are we gambling here?

"Can I take the money I win here?"

He also carried with him the simple values ​​of Kyushu.

And a rational analysis should be conducted in conjunction with the casino environment.

The casino is located in a fraud zone, so the owner must be someone from the zone, or at least have some kind of business relationship with them.

Even if the dog pusher actually gets incredibly lucky and wins money, there's a high chance they won't be able to withdraw it.

This is also the most important point.

He believed that among prostitution, gambling, and drugs, gambling seemed to be the least harmful, but in reality, it was the easiest to bankrupt a person.

Imagine you have ten million.

If you were to find a woman, even at 10,000 a day, it would take nearly three years.

If you bought funds during this period, as long as you don't encounter any problems, it would be enough to squander for three years, or even longer.

If you get involved with drugs, ten million is enough to kill several people.

But gambling.

Ten million might only take one or two hands of cards.

They might even end up owing the casino a mountain of debt.

Wang Mazi had no idea what Wang Zixu was thinking. Hearing Wang Zixu's words, he acted as if he'd heard a joke and asked in return:
"Do you think you can take this money with you even if you don't gamble?"

"Alright, stop worrying about things that aren't your concern, Gil."

Lao Tzu said, "Since you're here, make the best of it."

Seeing Wang Mazi sit down and take out his chips, the beautiful dealer smiled professionally and said:
"Boss, shall we bet on red or blue, or guess high or low?"

Betting on red and blue involves comparing the card values.

Guessing the size involves guessing the face of the cards; four correct guesses in a row wins.

The casinos in the park cater to a bunch of clueless gamblers who just want to have some fun, so there aren't any overly complicated gambling options.

Wang Mazi thought for a moment and said:

Let's bet on big or small.

The dealer begins dealing the cards!
Unfortunately, Wang Mazi's luck was really bad. He lost the first two rounds in a row, leaving him with only three thousand chips.

Wang Zixu suggested that instead of losing, it would be better to save some money to buy instant noodles.

"Stop gambling, you're bound to have bad luck today."

Clearly, Wang Mazi had lost his temper. With red eyes, he uttered one of his most famous sayings:

"Remember this: the money you lose is just stored away; you only truly lose when you stop gambling!"

Wang Zixu rolled his eyes, utterly speechless.

What kind of bizarre logic is this?

It's tilted to the side, on its butt.

[Hilarious! Uncle Ma is such a good guy! Is he planning to give away his entire salary?]

Uncle Ma is absolutely right! Losing isn't scary; you just have to get back up from where you fell! (chuckles)

[Haha, I'm afraid they're sinking deeper and deeper and won't be able to get out, right? (Sigh)]

"Don't try to persuade me, bro. You'd better run! I'm afraid Ma Zi will get desperate and use you as collateral at the gambling table!"

[Uncle Ma usually seems pretty calm, why does he seem a bit strange today?]

[I sensed it too. It might be because he was too excited about closing a deal, and then it was a sudden release after being suppressed for so long, leading to emotional instability. Plus, he injected himself with stimulants in the private room, so he's probably not fully conscious yet.]

(End of this chapter)