Chapter 112

Wilbur slumped weakly on his chair and manured, “So this is what a gambler Is like.”

He did not use any of his abilities, engaging in the gambling session as an ordinary person.

Wilbur strived to immerse himself in the role of a ganhler. He experienced the feelings that came with gambling. The excitement of winning, the frustration of losing, and the frenzy that took over after losing a lot of money.

The thrill kept him excited with the surging adrenaline in his body.

The sensation was more intense than a roller coaster ride, thrilling him in a way that made him understand why people sald gambling was addictive. It really was.

He was in despair like a gambler who lost everything

Kenji laughed at that point.

of that, he borrowed another four million dollars. In one evening, he lost a total of

losses from the morning and made several million dollars in profit in just

his contral Kenji could manipulate him as

analyzing, ‘I lost eight million dollars in a single night. That’s a significant sum, excluding the interest. A small gambling session managed to gain them eight million dollars in one night. There probably aren’t

a good example.

was only exploiting him slowly and did not harm him outright.

he’s

“Buddy, it’s five in the morning, and you

end this.” Wilbur shook his head wealdy.

smiled faintly and said, “I can turn off the jammer now, and you may make a phone call.”

Suddenly, Wilbur sat up straight and took a

abruptly upon hearing what Wilbur said. Kenji said coldly, “Huddy, it seems that you’re not aware of the rules here. Not being able

it be? I find it hard to believe you would actually sell me for parts,” said Wilbur

burst

paid up in the end. For those who couldn’t pay, their organs were harvested for others to use. Their remains are then fed to stray animals. Remember, you have a

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