Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

Huang Quan remained calm, his left hand on his hip.

Huang Quan: "Bluster is useless against us. If you could really do it, you would have had plenty of opportunities before."

"You're betting with me? Fine, I'll bet with you. I bet I'll win big and prove that the oath of harmony is a complete joke with an unprecedented explosion."

Huang Quan: "...You can't do it."

"Of course I can do it. It's just another gamble."

"I came from the desert of Zigannia. For sixty red copper coins, people branded me, put me in shackles, put me on the rack, and buried me in the yellow sand..."

"But the sun couldn't kill me. Instead, the quicksand sent me to the embrace of the society and the company. Remember, I didn't win once by chance. I have never lost."

Let me share a proverb with you: Sleep is a rehearsal for death. Why does life sleep? Because we are not yet ready to face death.

“Every night, entering a dream is no different from facing death, just like you and me right now, with the will to die, hiding in the land of sleep. And death... will also come in response to our dreams.”

Sand Gold's tone became increasingly resolute.

"Friends, the game has begun. You can't refuse--"

"——There is no reason, and no room for it."

[Rin: Is this placer gold? It's like a completely different person.]

[I didn't win by chance; I've never lost. That's so cool!]

[Keep it up, Director of Gold Mining!]

Wendy: That's not like him. He wouldn't involve innocent people.

[Zhongli: He wanted to force the messenger to make a move, so that he would face death.]

Nicole: If only he were in our world, we could take him home and never have to worry about not having Tenny!

[Silver Branch: On this grand stage, I'm here to promote Idrila's unparalleled beauty.]

The stage lights went out, and everything was dark.

Xing took out the Will Flame Spear, which was being protected, and March 7th held a bow in his left hand. Everyone went into a state of alert.

“The dice have been cast—everyone, are you ready to play the cards?”

The giant screen in front of us reflected the image of sand gold.

"The inferior stone of the city builders..."

The gold dust on the screen laughed heartily, looking up at the sky.

His right hand swept across the room.

Three golden dice were thrown and rolled down in front of everyone.

Without exception, they were all spades.

I'll place my bet.

"I'll take the gamble."

I will win.

Xing looked up at the sky, and a golden light slowly descended.

The gold in my palm is composed of fragments of the foundation stone.

"I let fate spin the roulette wheel, gamble everything, and survive after experiencing death."

The gold dust overlaps with the giant image on the screen.

The foundation stone in his hand shattered once again.

The power within the foundation transformed into beams of light that entered the crystal before him.

He lifted the mask with his left hand.

"Everything is dedicated to the Amber King!"

Suddenly, he spread his arms wide, and the cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.

A beam of light shot straight up from the spade-shaped crystal on her chest, and all the stage lights shone on the gold dust.

Ten People with a Heart of Stone——Juyi Placer Gold

Chapter 50: Mourn for the Dead

[Valesha: This is the power of the cornerstone, it's so cool!]

Right now, you're still facing placer gold beneath the broken foundation!

[Bell: I can't even imagine how strong a real Guardian Envoy would be; this is at most one-tenth of that.]

[Gold dust won MVP, the company just sits back and wins!]

Everything is dedicated to the King of Amber!

Bronya: Thank goodness Topa didn't use the Keystone, otherwise Beloberg would be gone.

[Star: Why? All I have is a Flame Spear! I need to transform too!]

[Silver Wolf: You are now facing the intact Star.]

[Hu Tao: That's so cool! Guest Elder, can you transform? Guest Elder + Foundation Stone, wouldn't that be awesome?]

"Come on, let's see who has the last laugh—the game begins!"

Xing stood in front of everyone, using his flame spear to block the damage.

On March 7th, a series of ice arrows were fired, slightly slowing down the speed of the gold dust, but to no avail.

With a snap of his fingers, Sand Gold sent the golden dice plummeting into the ground, creating a massive crater.

With each throw, the protective power is unleashed.

"Even in adversity, as long as there is hope, people will always persevere..."

"The potential you hold is enough for me to take a gamble...!"

The spinning chips in his hand bounced up and transformed into rapidly rolling dice, crashing down together.

The passengers on the train struggled to resist the onslaught.

The stage lights were dazzling, and the music grew increasingly intense.

Sand Gold instantly spread his arms, and the protective power transformed into four dice that floated in front of him. Each strike produced a number, as if it were a gamble.

"The dice have been rolled; it's all or nothing."

Clearly, placer gold won.

Behind Sand Gold, a high wall made of accumulated chips appeared and collapsed instantly, pressing down on the group.

Walter raised his hand, and a black hole appeared, swallowing up all the falling chips.

The power of preservation is constantly waning.

Sand Gold, supporting his hat with his right hand, looked somewhat weak as his body swayed.

"Hmph, everyone's like that..."

"Why—can't we live a more carefree life?"

Seeing that he was about to be defeated, Xing raised his Flame Spear and charged straight at Sand Gold.

Flame gun, charge!

The move was cool, but he didn't use any gold dust and just casually slapped it away.

The clouds turned fiery red, and Himeko's railgun finished charging and fired at the gold dust.

The successive blows left the area around the theater in a mess.

The gold dust dispersed the smoke, yet remained completely unharmed.

"Play a strong hand slowly, feigning weakness..."

Sand Gold pointed to Huang Quan, who was standing in the center of the group.

"You've made me a little anxious."

Illuminated by streaks of lightning, Sand Gold laughed loudly and floated high in the sky.

The power of preservation surged forth, appearing from afar like a golden shooting star flowing against the current.

"To have a good time, everyone!"

"I'll bet everything."

As power is poured into a chip, it is tossed high into the air.

It transformed into a golden halo, illuminating the entire dreamscape.

“Only when rationality is abandoned can there be true gambling!”

Golden rain fell.

But that wasn't rain; it was stacks of accumulated chips!

As the chips were placed, a black curtain unfolded above Sand Gold's head, extending downwards in an inverted shape.

"Commander—you will definitely call."

The Yellow Springs on the ground look up and gaze at the gold dust.

A flicker of memory crossed his eyes.

[Rin: My God, this is simply a royal treasure trove!]

The gold mining director is so handsome!

[Jingyuan: Going all in straight, that's taking gambling to the extreme.]

[Ningguang: My Jade Pavilion seems to be too small.]

Nicole: I have so much money, can I have some? I'm so poor, I still have to support Ambly and Billy.

This is bad! Why hasn't Huang Quan made a move yet?

[Gui Naifen: This is the real golden moment!]

[March 7th: With the gold mines being so high-profile, where are the family members? What about Sunday? Are they off causing trouble?]

[Ahhh, I want to see Huang Quan make a move! He's a real messenger!]

【Wait, let me take another look at the placer gold】

[Fireworks: Wow! Looks like I don't need to lift a finger. Little Peacock, you're pretty good.]

The scene shifts to memories of the underworld.

Huang Quan stood sideways, holding up a red umbrella in the heavy rain.

Raindrops made a sound as they hit the umbrella.

An aged voice.

"Are you... about to set off?"

Huang Quan: "Perhaps... I will pass through the place you mentioned."

“Pinocone…” she said, her tone filled with nostalgia.

What do you seek in your dreams?

Huang Quan: "I don't need to seek anything. They're not in my dreams."

The old man let out a sigh.

"I'm afraid the family won't open the door for you."

Huang Quan: "Why?"

"Because the path you walk... is not to be tolerated by those who are in harmony."

Huang Quan: "Even if... this is not what I wanted?"

[Zhe: This elderly man is from Pinocchio and knows about the family.]