After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

Eighth Street, underground casino.

Dressed in a purple priest's robe and wearing a black and gold judge's mask, Leng Ran slowly walked into an inconspicuous little tavern.

It was still dark, and there were few customers in the tavern. Leng Ran's strange attire did not attract the attention of the customers; in this desolate neighborhood known for its chaos, they had seen plenty of strange people.

The waiter, who was still cleaning the table, thought differently. Upon seeing the high priest's attire, he immediately put down his cleaning tool, stepped towards Leng Ran, and said politely, "Esteemed guest, we have prepared a special cocktail for you called 'Chasing the Light.' Please follow me."

"Lead the way." The cold voice, processed by a voice changer, became somewhat hoarse, giving it the feel of a mafia boss.

The waiter led Leng Ran to the back door and into another secluded alley. After walking about three hundred meters along the alley, an incredibly luxurious golden door appeared before Leng Ran.

As Leng Ran approached, the golden gate opened automatically to both sides, and more than a dozen followers dressed in Illuminati attire walked out and knelt down at Leng Ran's feet.

"Your Honor, may the light be with you."

Leng Ran waved his sleeve, signaling them to stand up. Zhuo Leng, who was in the lead, stood up first and said respectfully, "Your Honor, my name is Zhuo Leng, and I am in charge of receiving you. Lady Bi'anhua has been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me."

Zhuoleng gestured for them to proceed, and the other believers automatically made way for a passageway in the middle, revealing a spiral staircase leading downwards.

Leng Ran walked half a step behind Zhuo Leng, who was leading the way. The waiter returned to the tavern, while the remaining believers followed a meter behind Leng Ran as a sign of respect.

At the end of the winding staircase is a magnificent central hall. Passing through the hall, you arrive at this vast and luxurious underground casino.

Although it wasn't evening yet, the casino was already quite crowded, with most of the gaming tables packed with people. Those who arrived at this hour were all regular customers of the casino.

These regular customers knew more or less about the inner workings of the casino. Upon seeing the people dressed in Illuminati robes, they all fell silent and kept their distance, afraid of offending someone they shouldn't have.

Suddenly, a ragged gambler rushed out from the crowd and knelt straight down in front of Zhuoleng.

"Lord Zhuo! It's me, Old K! Could you please lend me some money for our sake? I'm sure I can win it back this time!"

Zhuo Leng frowned in disgust. He knew that Old K was a regular here and a professional con artist, but even the most professional person will eventually be caught. After being caught too many times, his little tricks were no longer enough.

Although Old K had no money left, he still had some last bit of value.

Zhuoleng coldly replied, "'Everything can be gambled on,' that's our casino's rule, you remember that, right?"

Old K's body trembled even more violently. He stood up shakily and said, "I...I understand."

Seeing Old K limping away, Zhuo Leng looked at Leng Ran apologetically: "I'm sorry, Your Honor, I'm sorry you had to see this. Let's continue on our way."

Leng Ran nodded slightly, but a wisp of his spiritual energy remained attached to Old K. Old K returned to the gambling table, declaring confidently, "This time, I'm betting my life!"

The dealer's expression became more sincere: "No problem, sir."

The game was the traditional "blackjack," and as expected, Old K lost to the cyborg dealer who had "X-ray vision."

Old K, who had cheated his whole life, finally lost to high technology.

"No, how could we lose..." Old K's eyes were filled with fear. He turned to run away, but was taken away by two security guards in priest robes.

The dealer smiled and said, "Sir, a bet is a bet. Now, your life is in our hands."

Leng Ran withdrew her mental energy and stopped watching. She was basically certain of Old K's fate—to contribute to the cyborg army of the Other Shore Flower.

"Your Honor, we've arrived." Zhuo Leng led Leng Ran to the deepest part of the underground casino, pushed open the retro door with the red spider lily printed on it, respectfully welcomed Leng Ran inside, and then stepped behind the spider lily.

"Hmph, Judge." The other shore flower was still dressed in a gorgeous red dress, leaning lazily on the sofa. "It's quite a surprise that the divine messenger would send you."

“If you were still of any use, I wouldn’t have made this trip.” Leng Ran sat down opposite the spider lily. “You caused quite a commotion last night.”

The other shore flower scoffed, "So what? I don't care. It's just a loss of some resources."

Leng Ran felt a little strange. Why would the other shore flower have such an indifferent attitude?

Last night, she mobilized a considerable amount of armed force, and He Yuanyang has already gone to investigate the location where the mechs were deployed. This back and forth will likely result in the loss of several more strongholds, and the Illuminati's hidden forces on Storm Star have suffered another blow.

Although it is still unclear what the divine messenger wants to do with the power of the Illuminati, his ambitions must be considerable, and Stormstar, where the Ninth Military District is stationed, has become a strategically important location.

The Red Spider Lily doesn't care about losing so many strategic resources, but the divine messenger sent her here, clearly indicating that he no longer trusts her. Could this be the reason?

From another perspective, the Red Spider Lily might not be as loyal to the Illuminati as she imagined. But if she weren't a fanatical follower of the so-called God of Light, why would she be so obsessed with researching the creation of holy water and the "God-given Project" that would grant humans the abilities of alien beasts?

She even harmed her own daughter, Hua Xue. Xiao Xue gained the ability to "break through illusions," and the remnant soul of the Spirit Eye merged into her body. These were most likely the work of the Other Shore Flower.

Leng Ran didn't want to continue the topic: "I don't care about your own affairs. But do you have anyone you can use for tonight's auction?"

The other shore flower glanced at Zhuoling, who was standing behind her with his head down: "Zhuoling, did you hear what the judge said?"

Zhuoleng stepped forward and bowed twice: "Your Honor, the auction hall is all set up and the staff are on duty. We are just waiting for the guests to arrive tonight."

"That's more like it. Zhuoleng, take me to the auction item vault." Leng Ran stood up and walked out without looking back. "As for you, Bi'anhua, you are not allowed to act without my orders."