Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

Under the stress of the turntable, the smooth marble twisted and turned, moving so fast, driven by the steam holes on the edge of the turntable, that it was almost a blur.

"6! 6! 6!" A crazed man pounded on the table and shouted, his eyes wide with rage as he stared at the ball that had not yet landed.

"God bless... God bless..." The old woman, dressed in woolen clothes, clasped her hands together and kept chanting.

He Feng indifferently surveyed the hopeless gamblers around him. Without exception, each of them had their own unique appearance, all seemingly having exhausted all their energy to concentrate on the roulette wheel.

They've all lost their minds.

These are all valuable interview materials from the antidote society.

He Feng looked at them with a hint of pity, then glanced sideways and shook his head.

"People who waste their life resources on things like this can hardly be considered living people."

Now, standing before the rapidly spinning roulette wheel, only He Feng remained calm, maintaining an indifferent expression.

However, the more normal a person is, the more isolated they become in abnormal environments.

This calm demeanor aroused the curiosity of Qi Ruanxue, who was bored to death, so she came over.

"What score did you quote?"

She nestled her head on He Feng's shoulder, her warm breath brushing against his cheek, like a fussy kitten running up to him just to see what was going on.

"13 o'clock." He Feng didn't shy away from it, feeling a slight weight on his shoulders.

"Why is it 13 o'clock? The opening numbers in the previous few times were all single digits, and I think they have basically chosen single digits as well."

He Feng paused for a moment before speaking.

"Let's just call it my lucky number, that's all."

"I see..." Qi Ruanxue said thoughtfully, then unconsciously rested her chin on He Feng's shoulder, the heavy weight making his shoulder ache.

"Look! Look! It's coming out!"

This left him speechless, but before he could do anything, he stopped and helplessly focused his gaze on the final landing point of the bead.

After a dazzling display of spinning wheels, the final number is revealed as it clicks into the groove.

"7 o'clock, 8 o'clock, 21 o'clock."

"The winner is blackjack!"

The dealer called out and began transferring all the chips on the table to the winner.

A chorus of angry curses erupted from all around; some people began slapping others, while others launched into indistinct laughter and shouts.

The entire venue exuded a morbid energy, dedicating all its benefits to one person.

"What a pity! I told you you should have chosen the odd number!" Qi Ruanxue complained, pouting and puffing out her cheeks.

He Feng didn't take it seriously and let her whisper in his ear.

Now all he needs to do is participate in more of these gambling games, getting himself more deeply involved in them, and that's when the intelligence system will truly shine.

Therefore, the success or failure of the previous bets is not important at all; all that matters is accumulating experience before the opening of the betting market.

"I won! I won!" the gambler shouted, his arms outstretched, the air flowing through his chest vibrating, producing a loud cry of surprise.

With a face full of joy, he stuffed all the chips into his arms, so happy that he almost lost his mind.

He had about 70 silver chips in his hand, and he grinned as he hugged them all to his chest, his face crinkling into a deep smile.

"Sir, if you wish to upgrade to the intermediate level, I suggest you head to the intermediate area," the dealer advised.

The winner waved his hand with a beaming smile: "That's enough, that's enough!" After gathering the messy chips together with his shirt, he strode towards the exchange counter and never looked back.

"That's a smart man," He Feng said with slight approval, his thoughts drifting back to the croupier's words.

2000 gold chips would take forever to get in the beginner's field; the only way to get them quickly is to bet more.

The higher the bet, the higher the stakes will be, meaning you'll be playing at tables with higher multipliers.

"Can we still exchange for chips?" He looked at Qi Ruanxue beside him, his tone frighteningly calm.

"Finally thinking of going big?" The girl suddenly stood up, her face full of excitement. "If you want to exchange with other windows or dealers, I'm sorry, they all have exchange limits."

"But me..." Qi Ruanxue chuckled, "I have incredibly strong connections! Absolutely no problem at all!"

She patted her chest and confidently assured He Feng.

He Feng raised an eyebrow, leaned back on the gambling table where the calculations had just been completed, and murmured softly.

"I want to exchange 10000 silver chips."

"No problem!" she answered readily, then paused, somewhat stunned by He Feng's boastful words, wondering if she had misheard.

"Wait... how much do you want to exchange?" she asked, her voice trembling, speechless with shock, but still trying to appear calm. "Don't tease me! You'll regret it if you do!"

"10000 pieces. Less than that is fine, more than that is also acceptable," He Feng said casually, then took out the brooch he had received offshore that proved his status as a lord.

It was placed straight in front of her, as if it were inscribed with a convincing incantation, proving that this person possessed the wealth of an entire fortress.

The moment the brooch appeared, it was tantamount to drawing a conclusion—this was a lord who didn't like to show off.

"No, brother, 10000 is too many. My grandfather would kill me if he found out. Even if I misappropriated the right to issue tokens, I could only give you about 10000."

"Alright then, you go find someone else, I'm not going anywhere!" Qi Ruanxue turned and ran.

He Feng suddenly grabbed the girl's fair arm, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move an inch. The stockings on her legs were stretched taut by her muscles, and the elastic band of her "absolute territory" dug into her flesh, leaving indentations.

"You must be the granddaughter of the lord here," He Feng whispered like a devil. Her slip-up words earlier had already made him guess her identity.

"If he finds out that someone let go of such a big client, I'm afraid someone will be eating bamboo shoots and stir-fried pork tonight."

"Think about it, if you could come up with that many chips, you could eliminate the middleman's profit margin."

"That probably won't be a small amount."

Tears welled in the girl's eyes, her face twisted with fear and greed. After a few moments, the arm that He Feng was holding slumped down.

"It's possible, but... you can't say I helped you, and..." Qi Ruanxue feigned courage, "I'll only exchange 5000 for you, don't bite off more than you can chew."

He Feng loosened his grip on the girl's broad hand, a cunning glint in his eyes.

"It's a deal!" He turned his gaze to the intelligence information that had just been updated, his heart filled with joy and delight.

[Intelligence (Updated): The staff of the Submerged Dragon will arrange for high-spending individuals to use shills to control your win rate. To avoid being affected, the only way is to trade with Qi Ruanxue, Qi Longhai's beloved granddaughter, thus avoiding the risk of being targeted.]

After he finished, he couldn't help but hum softly.