Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

He Feng raised the brooch on his chest, which indicated his status. The guard at the door nodded and respectfully lifted the curtain for him.

"Sir, please!" she said, her eyes scanning He Feng's body.

His burly frame, slightly malnourished cheeks, and patched-up overcoat suggested he was a lord who had escaped poverty.

But the servant behind him was carrying a huge bag that could crush his body, and the swaying of the bag made the sound of chips clattering. This made him put aside his bad habit of looking down on others.

"He's a big client." He subtly moved his head closer to the sound transmission duct disguised as a ventilation opening.

Just as he was getting restless, the appearance of a stunningly beautiful young woman immediately dispelled his thoughts.

Glancing sideways at Qi Ruanxue, who was hiding behind He Feng, the guard immediately understood and showed an expression of confidence.

This meant they were no longer needed, and he naturally moved his lips away from the concealed mouthpiece.

The fat sheep have already entered the pen, and the steps that originally required their labor have been taken over by more reliable people, so there is no need to convey the "strangulation" message anymore.

Because they knew that the girl in front of them was the top courtesan in the entire Qianjiao Casino, whose spending power was unmatched by anyone else.

This extraordinary sales ability was untrained, relying entirely on her innate talent. Even without saying a word, she could easily sway customers to the point of losing their minds and betting their entire fortunes on the gambling table.

The young lady is far more reliable than them; her exceptional business acumen is unmatched by any underhanded tactics.

The guards exchanged knowing glances with Qi Ruanxue, but she was completely baffled. She looked back in confusion, only to be met with unwavering certainty, which made her mind even more confused.

"What's going on today? Could it be...?" Qi Ruanxue put her delicate fingertips into her cherry lips, tapping them against her teeth, "They found out so quickly that I misappropriated the issued chips!"

She continued to turn her head to look, and the guard was still smiling inexplicably. It didn't seem like the smugness of someone who had caught someone in the act, but rather a kind of admiration that seemed to come from nowhere.

"Is it funny?" she asked, looking around with a puzzled expression, keeping her gaze fixed on what was behind her and slowing her pace.

By the time she came to her senses, He Feng was already quite far away from her.

"Oh no, is he going to tell on me?"

Just as He Feng was about to disappear into the chaotic crowd, she lifted her skirt and ran towards He Feng, who was striding away.

He Feng first observed the environment here.

Stepping into the interior of the transverse space, the surrounding decor is much more refined than the exterior, clearly a space reserved for high-end clients.

Several tables are scattered around the room, maintaining a proper distance so as not to make people feel crowded, nor to waste this precious space.

In the center is an antique incense burner, the incense already lit, emitting a refreshing fragrance, probably from the scent glands taken from sperm whales.

Luxurious and leisurely, it's rare to find such an atmosphere in a post-apocalyptic world.

Like He Feng, many of them were accompanied by a female companion, followed closely by a gaunt-faced vagrant.

They bear the brunt of their numerous victories, all for that meager salary.

As he pondered where his female companion had run off to, Qi Ruanxue, her face flushed, finally managed to pull herself out of the crowd, bending over with her hands on her hips, panting heavily.

He Feng probably didn't realize that he had taken her for several laps.

"How can you run so fast?" she gasped, breathless.

"Is it really that hard to run for an hour in the morning, do two thousand push-ups every day, and then do half an hour of cardio after finishing my work?"

"Big brother, are you even human?!"

"Don't blame people for being incompetent if the road is uneven; young people should get more experience in outdoor activities."

He Feng took a pot of water from a passing waiter's tray and handed it to the girl who hadn't yet recovered from her shock.

"Thank you." After snatching it away, the girl abandoned her previous reserve and propriety and began to pour water from the spout.

Nourished by the sweet dew, the fiery blush on her face faded away.

After wandering around for most of the day, He Feng had figured out the games inside.

Blackjack, dice, and a well-preserved slot machine from the old world.

The people here are clearly more extravagant than those outside, spending anywhere from 500 to 2000 points in a single day.

However, this is also good. Without him wasting more opportunities to refresh information, he only needs to win a few games and increase the stakes to quickly accumulate enough chips and avoid the improper behavior of bullying noobs in low-level games.

He Feng looked up at Qi Ruanxue, who had slightly recovered her human form, and asked.

"Do you have any games here where I can lose all my chips in one game?"

"Yeah, like blackjack. If you're the house, you win everything, but if you lose, you might lose everything," Qi Ruanxue thought, then immediately realized she'd said too much. "No way, you really want to? Let me tell you, you don't even understand the rules! You're just losing money!"

"Oh, I see. That works too." A strange light appeared in He Feng's eyes, like a beast king searching for food in the forest, his eyes darting around the various card tables.

At that moment, the situation at the card table had come to an end, which caught his attention.

"Let's go play a couple of rounds."

"No, this is really not a game. If you lose all your money so quickly, Grandpa will find out." Qi Ruanxue's voice trembled, and her face was frozen in shock.

Ignoring the girl's cries, He Feng, with his immense strength as powerful as a stubborn ox, dragged her to the card table.

The dealer counted the number of people and, with He Feng who had just arrived, the seven people filled the seats.

"Brother, I'm begging you, brother, let's play around, but can't we go all out? Let's at least familiarize ourselves with the rules first, okay?" Qi Ruanxue pleaded relentlessly beside He Feng.

He Feng pretended not to hear and focused all his attention on the card game in front of him.

He had heard of blackjack to some extent, but he wasn't very familiar with the rules.

The basic rule is to ensure that the total number of card points does not approach but does not exceed 21. Once it does, the winner will be determined.

The ultimate rule for determining the outcome of a hand is to ensure that the player who wins the most cards is your opponent.

"Who wants to be the dealer?" the dealer asked, taking out a stack of cards that had been cleaned by the machine and looking around at the people.

Seven identity cards are placed on the table, awaiting the identification of everyone's identities.

"Don't be the dealer. I suggest you learn and observe first. If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job," Qi Ruanxue advised him in his ear.

He Feng instantly shot out his right hand, lightly tapping it on the table, revealing an ace card bearing the Joker's mark.

"What did you say?" He Feng asked.

"It's alright, go play now." Qi Ruanxue sighed helplessly, her face contorted.