Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Yes, selection...

　Of course, it can also be called a "talent show".

　After all, the future "God of Gamblers" must act as the face of the entire Flip Star, participating in activities every cosmic year, so it's not good to be picky.

　These gamblers obviously have no idea how realistic this competition will be... for example, appearance matters.

　Although the Flip Contest is a gambling-related competition, it's impossible for appearance to be the deciding factor.

　However, it cannot be denied that...

　Using people whose appearance conforms to the aesthetic standards of most civilized people as representatives can bring greater benefits and attention.

　Even if he doesn't win in the end, it can still bring more attention and public discussion to the live broadcast and recording of the competition.

　"Let him save it for the later rounds..."

　"Oh, right...didn't he say he was lucky? Keep an eye on him, and notify the dealers to adjust the machine's parameters as well."

　One of the female directors said casually, "Help him establish some kind of... oh, let's say he's got the 'God of Luck' persona."

　The staff immediately complied with her instructions, informing the dealers through their earpieces and adjusting the parameters of the cosmic poker machine in front of Cong Yu.

　Then, while watching the shocked gamblers on the screen, the board members joked, "Do you think number 1919 is a good pick?"

　"That's normal. There's fertile ground for creating a persona. He's good-looking and he's definitely smart... Is he popular?"

　"Yes, I'm quite optimistic about it. How popular is No. 1919?"

　In response to the questions from several board members, the staff immediately checked the results: "Number 1919 is the highest among the current four thousand contestants."

　"It's higher than the combined popularity of the second and third most popular numbers, 9999 and 1145, and it's currently experiencing a surge in popularity."

　"Currently, the number of views has exceeded 300,000."

　"..." Okay, you must advance this round!

　Nobody can stop you, I'm telling you!

　Chapter 956 The Succubus is Still Exerting Her Power?

　Nebula Cake...

　Although it's called "gao" (糕), and looks like some kind of pastry, its texture is actually quite similar to jelly when you bite into it.

　And it's salty.

　The taste is somewhat similar to seasonal vegetables, but it also has a rich aroma, possibly from alien herbs or seasonings.

　It also tastes like shiitake mushrooms, but I don't know if it's actually shiitake mushroom or something that tastes similar to shiitake mushroom.

　It's actually quite good as an appetizer, as if it blooms on the tip of the tongue with a slight sense of clarity and a stardust-like aftertaste.

　Perhaps this is how Nebula Cake got its name?

　With this in mind, Cong Yu sat gracefully at the table, his impeccable manners and noble appearance making him look like a young nobleman.

　At that moment, Cong Yu was dining in the game area on the second floor, oblivious to everyone around him and under the watchful eyes of countless gamblers.

　Countless waiters bustled about, serving Cong Yu the food he wanted, while Cong Yu treated the gamblers' behavior as a side dish to accompany his meal.

　At the same time, they are quickly learning about the gamble in the space age.

　"Hey! Can't you go back to your room to eat?"

　Seeing the female contestant's mouth watering at her reprimand, Cong Yu smiled and said, "There's no rule that says we can't eat here, right? If you can't stand it, we can eat together..."

　As Cong Yu said this, she extended her hand to invite the other person: "I welcome dining companions... as long as you are not worried about the time."

　At first, the contestant seemed somewhat tempted by Cong Yu's invitation, despite the anxious look in her companion's eyes.

　But after hearing Cong Yu's words, she instantly realized...

　Good heavens! So that's what they were planning.

　There's a very simple logic here: if you can't improve yourself, then suppress others.

　While everyone else was starving and sleepy trying to get good grades, someone was happily enjoying delicious food.

　However, most people suppressed their cravings.

　He just kept glancing at Cong Yu, who was eating...

　The second dish was some kind of

　Fish slice soup, it has a name but Cong Yu forgot what it's called... but it's actually not fish slice soup.

　Strictly speaking, it should be considered a non-spicy pickled fish dish.

　Cong Yu also realized that aliens might not like spicy food. Although the word "spicy" exists, it's basically a derivative of "pain."

　With this in mind, Cong Yu picked up the "Charcoal Roasted Pearl Root" in her hand, peeled it, and ate it.

　Although the name is long, it can be summed up as a type of food called "roasted sweet potato"... but with a more delicate texture.

　It tastes like finely sieved mashed potatoes, with a sweet and glutinous flavor similar to sweet potatoes... The texture is exactly like sieved mashed potatoes.

　This food, from a classification perspective...

　In the interstellar era, this would be considered "common," just like the [paste-like substance] we ate on the Book Lady's spaceship.

　But that makes sense...

　After all, the main business here is casino.

　I doubt they'll offer "champagne, red wine, and candlelight dinner"; "pizza, burgers, and home-style dishes" would be a good start.

　While Cong Yu was eating, some gamblers finally couldn't resist and prepared to go upstairs to check their rooms and grab something to eat.

　However, they then all realized something...

　After glancing at the other gamblers who were still playing, they all started sharing a table with Cong Yu... They also called for their own tables, waiters, and drones, and put them together with Cong Yu's table.

　Afterwards, everyone started eating loudly, which affected the gamblers who kept rolling the dice, and made the remaining people lose interest in earning points.

　In other casinos, everyone was the kind of gambler who could perfectly concentrate on the betting...

　Or rather, this is a gambler's basic skill.

　But they couldn't resist their hunger; there were indeed many people eating openly, and those people were eating with great relish...

　This already constitutes malicious interference with other people's normal gameplay.

　Unfortunately, this malice is the kind of malice permitted by the rules, and it's exactly what the diners want.

　So now there are two choices...

　One option is to join them, influence other gamblers together, enjoy a good meal, and then continue gambling.

　Another option is to endure hunger and continue playing, but then when it's time to eat later, you won't be able to make a splash and influence others.

　There is no doubt about what choice needs to be made.

　"Ah...this..."

　In the end, the large-scale group of people eating rice attracted the attention of the Blue Left and Blue Right sisters, who had just finished a game of cards in the distance.

　Then, the two saw a long table pieced together, and Cong Yu sitting in the very center of the table...

　Lan Zuo, unaware of the background, didn't think much about it and simply gestured to include himself.

　He then sat down at one side of the table, summoned the drone, and ordered food for the two sisters...

　Lan You, on the other hand, was concerned about the topic everyone was discussing at the moment.

　"Hahaha, if I win in the end and become the boss of the casino, and rank high on Flip Star, then I will definitely arrest those pure fraudsters... and then go and find all the vacationers on Flip Star one by one."

　The one saying this was the muscular alien with bronze skin, who was dreaming: "When I have money, I can buy as much gym equipment as I want."

　"..." It seems they are discussing "what if".

　Lan Zuo listened with his sister, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, if I become the leader here, I'll treat everyone here to a big meal! How about it? Let me win?"

　Everyone: "..."

　Why pull this stunt at a time like this?!

　Who cares about your fancy meal?

　With these complaints in mind, everyone started to focus on their food, deliberately making some noise to order some extra-fragrant food to the drone... which eventually broke down the psychological defenses of most of the "roll kings".

　Many people chose to eat in their rooms, but even more people started setting up tables here.

　When other players restart the game, the player who is eating can finish eating faster and start grinding for points again.

　Cong Yu's mind wasn't on the other gamblers at all; instead, she was concerned about what food they were asking the drone for.

　Taking advice from these seasoned aliens when ordering food seems like a good choice... It might be weird, but the taste probably won't be bad.

　At least it won't be something that carbon-based organisms would absolutely find unpalatable.

　At this moment, the muscular alien with bronze skin asked Cong Yu, "Hey, Cong Yu... if you win in the end, what do you want to do?"

　Many contestants looked over when he spoke, and many drones also turned their cameras in his direction.

　Because everyone thought of it...

　Cong Yu has a very good chance of winning.

　In response, Cong Yu maintained a polite demeanor, slowly swallowing the white meat in her mouth that tasted and had a texture similar to fish.

　(By the way, what kind of insect was that?)

　"If."

　Cong Yu paused for a moment, then said, "First, various 'lending' businesses need to be subject to corresponding restrictions."

　"Secondly, we should try to limit children from entering the Flip Star alone, regardless of whether they are accompanied by their parents."

　"After all, I don't think any parent would want to see their child sneak in... perhaps..."

　This should be prevented starting with regulations.

　That's about it...

　Cong Yu said this, then smiled under everyone's gaze: "However, we are still far from victory, and it's a bit early to talk about this."

　"Even if we win in the end, what I've said may not necessarily unfold smoothly... But at this moment, it's enough as a vision."

　"..." In the silence, the last gambler, wearing optical glasses, spoke the thoughts of many at that moment—

　"I hope I can win..."

　"Next is you."

　Chapter 957 An Alien Version That Isn't Wasted

　"Um... it's time for the shift change."

　Upon hearing her colleague's words, the girl with an eye patch on her forehead groggily opened her eyes and then rubbed her pink hair.

　After regaining some composure, she nodded to the colleague who came to relieve her, and then closed the terminal page that was showing the live stream.

　It's worth mentioning that her colleague, who was in the same class as her, was also watching the live broadcast of the competition on her device at the same time.

　Just like e-sports events are always played in internet cafes, Flipstar is a gambling-heavy platform.

　Every time the head of the Royal Casino dies, a selection competition for the next head is held—the "Flipping Contest"—which is always promoted on Flipping Star and attracts everyone to watch.

　After the pink-haired girl left, the staff member who stayed behind to wait for the replacement couldn't help but laugh: "You're quite proactive."

　In the past, she wouldn't come to relieve her shift without delaying for a while, even later than the person she was supposed to take over.

　This time, the shift change was handled very well.

　However, everyone knows exactly why they arrived so punctually this time... after all, the new pink-haired girl is the daughter of a senator.

　The Star Alliance's councilors are incredibly powerful figures.

　This is no ordinary employee or planetary governor; this is a person in charge with countless powers, who can even decide the fate of countless planets.

　People of this status, even their children, are treated as honored guests and VIPs on a daily basis.

　I just don't understand why the pink-haired girl, as the daughter of a congressman, doesn't live a comfortable life but instead comes down to experience life.

　But that's not something they need to consider.

　More than that, they are concerned about the content of the live broadcast of the competition...