Secret World: I Became a God Through Lies

Chapter 60 Gambler's Chips

"The gambling has begun, are you ready to place your bet?"

"The chips of fate are never fair. A true gambler only creates victory."

On the second floor of the tavern, the lights of the returnees' hometowns were reflected on the map spread out on the table.

It was a turbulent sea, with several isolated islands floating in the shadow of endless storms and unknown sea monsters, like silent hunters devouring ships.

Calvino's fleet finally took shape.

The Captain - Italo Calvino

Navigator - Lilia
Adjutant - Alison
Ian, the sailsman

Sailor - Baroque
Rex, the Lookout
Everyone's responsibilities were clearly defined, except for the figure in the corner, who was still sitting leisurely on the chair.
While slowly stirring the wine glass, he looked at everyone as if he was watching a show.

Siming casually pointed at himself and said lazily, "What about me? What do I do?"

Just as Calvino was about to speak, Natasha interrupted with a smile: "You, you are a freeloader, Siming~"

Hearing this, Alison raised her eyebrows slightly, a playful smile appearing on the corner of her lips: "Oh? A freeloader?"

She stepped forward and patted Siming's shoulder without hesitation, saying firmly, "Freeloader."

Then, Rex, leisurely shaking his wine glass, also clapped his hands: "Freeloader~"

Then came Baroque, Ian, Lilia... Even Leng Ji raised his hand slightly with a hint of forbearance in his smile.

She patted him on the shoulder symbolically, and said in a light but meaningful voice: "Freeloader."

Siming rolled his eyes helplessly, shrugged and sighed: "Alright, alright, are you guys teaming up to bully others?"

Lilia covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes sly: "But isn't this the truth?"

Siming narrowed his eyes and looked at Natasha meaningfully: "It seems like you have known each other for a long time?"

Natasha swirled her wine glass leisurely and blinked:
"Alison was one of my former partners. She's not like some people who just rely on their eloquence and luck to get by."

Siming's mouth twitched, he snorted, and shrugged, "Hey, hey, hey, how come gamblers become idlers? I have principles."

Calvino finally couldn't help laughing and waved his hand to interrupt everyone's jokes:
"Alright, stop bothering him. Siming is our 'combat advisor'. That's it."

Siming narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone ambiguous: "Combat advisor? In other words, you listen to me during combat?"

Calvino smiled and spread his hands: "We will consider your suggestions, but whether we adopt them or not is another matter."

Siming rolled his eyes and sighed, "Never mind, at least it's better than mopping the deck."

The atmosphere in the pub gradually returned to normal, but a subtle silence still hung in the air.

funds.

Alison looked around at everyone and said calmly:

"Our plan is to gather supplies first, then use the gate spell to enter the Sea of ​​Dreams, and then try to obtain a ship once we get there."

Lilia nodded, frowning slightly: "The problem is that my brother and I are penniless now."

Ian sighed, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall. "But we need funds to purchase basic supplies and gather enough supplies."

Baroque also frowned and said in a deep voice, "The voyage to the Sea of ​​Dreams is full of unknowns. We'd better be well prepared."

Calvino knocked on the table and whispered, "So, we need some funding."

He paused and added, "Of course we have no shortage of mysterious gold coins, but those are only circulated within the ranks of the mysterious masters. Ordinary merchants don't recognize them."

Lilia lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice: "If we can't raise enough funds from Angel's Tears, we may not even be able to go to sea."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Siming.

The air in the pub suddenly became quiet for a moment, and even the creaking sound of the breeze blowing through the wooden tables and chairs seemed exceptionally clear.

Siming held the wine glass and lazily scanned the map on the table, then looked around at the eyes that were staring at him.

He slowly and methodically swirled the wine in the glass, as if completely ignoring everyone's expectations. He leaned back in his chair leisurely, with a faint smile on his lips.

"What are you looking at me for?" He asked lazily, casually tapping the table with his fingertips, "You're not expecting me to take out a bag of gold coins to help you, are you?" After a brief silence in the tavern, Leng Ji chuckled, gracefully took out a piece of paper from his arms, and gently spread it on the table, face up, for everyone to see.

"Since you are a combat advisor, please solve your own financial problems first." Her tone was gentle, but the smile on her lips revealed a hint of teasing.

The sound of the paper falling on the table was not loud, but at this moment, it was particularly clear.

Siming narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly stretched out his hand, and pushed the paper in front of him. His eyes fell on the few lines of simple yet eye-catching words:

——Secret Guild Short-Term Loan Statement
——Borrower: Siming
——Amount: 2 Mystical Gold Coins

"..."

"..."

The air in the entire tavern seemed to freeze for a moment, and then Natasha laughed undisguisedly. She supported her chin, the corners of her lips curled up, and her eyes were full of teasing.

"Oh, it seems that Sima Ming is not only a 'freeloader', but also a 'debtor'~"

She took a leisurely sip of wine and sighed softly, "Your identity is really becoming more and more rich."

Siming was silent for a few seconds, rubbed his eyebrows as if trying to calm down, then took a deep breath slowly, his eyes swept across the faces of the people present, and finally fell on Leng Ji.

"...What do you mean?" His tone was helpless, as if he had expected such a situation.

Leng Ji smiled without saying anything, stretched out his fingers and tapped the table lightly, looking at him dimly, as if waiting for his answer.

Sima Ming sighed deeply, as if he had made some helpless compromise.

He put down the bill, stood up, picked up the wine glass on the table, spun it gently, and his fingertips carelessly stroked the rim of the glass.

"Okay, I know what to do." His tone was still lazy, but there was a flash of deep thought in his eyes.

Alison raised an eyebrow, looking at his thoughtful expression, and crossed her arms over her chest: "So, Mr. Operations Staff, what are you going to do?"

Sima Ming raised his eyes and looked at everyone, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a half-smile.

"This is Angel's Tears. There are many ways to raise funds." He gently shook the wine in the glass and said slowly,
“The question is not whether there is a way, but…how do I bet?”

Rex looked at him meaningfully and gently shook the wine glass in his hand: "It sounds like you already have the answer?"

Siming gently touched the rim of his glass, the wine swaying slightly under the light. He chuckled softly, "Gold Country Casino."

He casually raised his finger and lightly drew a line in the air, as if outlining some invisible gamble.

Alison whistled and smiled with interest. "So, you're going to gamble?"

Siming shrugged, looking calm: "Of course, this is the most direct way, isn't it?"

"But the problem is..." Lilia's voice was soft, but with a hint of subtle doubt.

She looked at Siming, blinked, and asked slowly, "Can gamblers really always win?"

This time, Sima Ming did not answer immediately.

He just slowly raised his glass, and the wine in the glass swayed slightly under the light, reflecting his calm and composed expression.

"You made a mistake." His voice was low and gentle, with an unquestionable certainty.

He raised his hand slightly, spun the wine glass around his fingertips, and then tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp sound.

“The most important thing in gambling is never the chips.”

"But it's the person who set up the trap."

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Everyone had different expressions, some raised their eyebrows, some seemed to be thinking about something, and Leng Ji's eyes flickered slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This night, the largest casino in Angel's Tears will welcome a familiar and dangerous guest.

——In the Gold Country Casino, the gamblers return.

(End of this chapter)