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

at that

had lost four million dollars. On top of that, he borrowed another four million dollars. In one evening,

recovered his losses from the morning and made several million dollars

his contral Kenji could manipulate him

million dollars in one night. There probably aren’t many billion–dollar businesses that could profit eight million dollars per day. What a scary amount of money. Who

was a good

exploiting him slowly and did not harm him outright.

what he’s doing,” Wilbur

five in the morning, and you lost all your money.

end this.” Wilbur shook his

can turn off the jammer now, and you may make a phone call.”

any money left.” Suddenly, Wilbur sat up straight and took a sip of

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

it hard to believe you would actually sell me for parts,” said Wilbur with a

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