Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1178: Chapter 1176: Advanced Animals (Part 5)

“I can tell that you two are no ordinary people.”

However, Mogrim, an experienced gambler who has seen the ups and downs of the gambling world, has a mental fortitude as tough as rolled steel.

Facing the interrogation duo who went straight into the Second Phase, he remains unflinchingly resolute.

“But unfortunately, even if you are Transcendents, you have to follow my rules.”

“The place you’re in right now is one of the strictest places in the world in certain aspects. I’ve even taught a lesson to your self-important kind at the gambling table more than once, and honestly, it feels quite interesting.”

“Of course, you can try to play to your strengths, a dimension-reducing strike, but you’d better make sure I remember nothing afterward, otherwise, I will definitely make you realize that you’ve made a foolish choice.”

“Are you done?”

Sitting in front of Yuan Shan, Fu Qian listened to Mogrim’s full-of-attitude speech while nodding repeatedly, waiting for the other party to pause before he spoke.

“I am done, now you can bring out the reasons to convince me—”

Mogrim’s speech came to an abrupt halt, sensing something pressed against his waist.

Realizing what it might be, the next moment a faint metallic clinking sound made his body stiffen even more.

“Unfortunately, our unconventional approach may not be what you think.”

Fu Qian, still smiling, even leaned in close to whisper in his ear, looking like two acquaintances exchanging secret intel.

“Why don’t you try adjusting your strategy in light of this new development?”

His tone was unhurried, even giving the other side time to think.

“You’re trying to scare me! Weapons are strictly forbidden here, and if discovered, you’ll face unimaginable trouble.”

Mogrim, clearly no longer as calm as before, chose to challenge after his eyes flickered for a moment.

Unfortunately, before his words were finished, he caught a glimpse of a sexy silver-white curve from the corner of his eye.

“Do you want to bet again that there are no bullets or that I wouldn’t dare to shoot?”

After a small display of firepower, Fu Qian offered another suggestion.

This time, Mogrim finally did not take it.

As a gambler, aside from most situations at the gambling table, his sense of measure is still quite accurate.

On one hand, he really misjudged earlier; the other party wasn’t a Transcendent but rather an outlaw, and in such cases, certain threats have lost their effectiveness against them.

At the same time, as he had just said, the casino’s security checks are extremely strict, and bringing in a weapon could lead to serious consequences—ordinary criminals wouldn’t do this.

But that also means that those who dare to do so are desperate fugitives, and to bet that they wouldn’t dare to kill is somewhat irrational.

“I apologize for being rude just now, feel free to ask me anything you want.”

Under the deterrence of Mercy, Mogrim’s mental battle was quite rapid, and after a moment of evasive eye movements, he admitted his fault on the spot.

“Ms. Yuan Shan, allow me to invite you two over there for a drink, it’s not very convenient to talk here.”

“Mr. Mogrim is too kind.”

Yuan Shan finally took her gaze off Mercy and accepted the proposal with a smile.

…

“Are the two of you here to inquire about Midas?”

Sitting down with Fu Qian to one side, Mogrim immediately showed a very cooperative attitude and spoke up directly without waiting for them to talk.

“Yes, how did you know?”

Seeing that Fu Qian had little desire to speak, simply putting away his gun and sitting to one side with an impassive hitman demeanour, Yuan Shan inwardly sighed and decisively took on the heavy task of interrogation.

“Because almost everyone who has approached me recently has been asking about this.”

Yuan Shan was willing to engage in conversation, and Mogrim secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Who was in charge of the interrogation sometimes reflected a certain attitude; if he had the choice, he definitely wouldn’t want it to be that gun-toting maniac.

“So you really had contact with that Midas?”

Yuan Shan nodded, her expression unchanged as she continued to ask.

“I’ve had contact, of course, but I don’t always tell the truth to those who come asking.”

Mogrim tried his best to convey sincerity.

“About a month ago, I inadvertently noticed this absurdly lucky guy.”

“You know how there’s this inexplicable good fortune in casinos, and at that time I was quite out of luck, so I thought about borrowing some, and so I secretly followed him.”

“However, unexpectedly, that guy was very sharp and noticed me right away.”

“But he was very magnanimous. Not only did he not mind, he even split half his chips with me.”

“After that, I had the most magical day of the past few years and solved all my troubles in one fell swoop.”

“I can see that.”

Yuan Shan assessed Mogrim without overlooking the pile of chips he had brought with him.

“So what did this person look like?”

“Around my age, a bit taller, with slightly curled brown hair, a very ordinary look, um… wearing a golden glove on his right hand, never saw him take it off the whole time.”

Mogrim strove to recall.

Lucky Midas?

Fu Qian, listening on the side, was also thoughtful, picturing the image of this mysterious character.

“So after such generous behavior, did he make any requests to you?”

Seeing that Fu Qian still wasn’t prepared to speak, Yuan Shan didn’t hesitate to continue asking.

“No, absolutely not.”

Mogrim shook his head firmly.

“He almost didn’t talk to me the whole time, and even when I offered my thanks at the end, he refused.”

The more she heard, the more legendary it sounded!

Yuan Shan pondered for a moment.

“Did you see him again after that?”

“No, but I’ve heard some news about him. Clearly, someone else became lucky, and all the casinos are not welcoming him.”

“Understandable, do you know where to find him?”

“I really can’t help with that, his choice of casinos doesn’t seem to have any pattern, and I haven’t heard about him showing up at entertainment venues.”

Mogrim’s tone was sincere, brimming with helplessness.

However, right after that, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of the maniac drawing a silver-white pistol, nimbly fiddling with it, the gun barrel wavering toward this side, making one’s heart pound with anxiety.

“…However, as far as I know, the last one who received his help was a guy named Ah Lan, that was probably a week ago.”

“Whenever Ah Lan has a bit of money, he loves going to a strip club, you can check there.”

Under the oppressive feeling flashing incessantly before him like Heaven, Mogrim’s initiative was quickly stimulated, and he promptly made a suggestion, revealing the name of a strip club.

Ah Lan, huh…

In Yuan Shan’s judgment, the likelihood of this guy lying wasn’t high, and frightening him further probably wouldn’t yield any valuable information.

However, when she looked at Fu Qian, she saw his brows furrowed tightly, even playing with the magazine single-handedly, seemingly not willing to let go of this person in front of him so easily.