NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5
Looking at the TV, there seemed to be nothing to watch. Anthony changed the TV signal bar to the internal signal of Caesars Palace, and then began to observe the operation of his gold-selling cave through the surveillance cameras throughout the building.
Well, it seemed like there was no trouble at the casino. When the casino down there had just opened, all kinds of monsters and monsters rushed at them like sharks that smelled fishy smell. The masters of the rival casinos and the cheats were also fortunate to have masters under Anthony. Dick Xiwen, the former senior cadre of the Fury Gang, has been fighting the world with Anthony's family since his grandfather's generation. He is considered a veteran, and he is also one of the only three mutants under Anthony.
According to Anthony's understanding of Marvel, Dick should be classified as a second-level mutant, or the bottom of the second-level mutants, with rare dual-power mutants.
Although Dick's ability is not high, he has to admit that his ability is uniquely used in casinos. Dick has two abilities. One is Eagle Vision, which is the ability to observe things from a third perspective. This ability allows Dick to see Go to a certain range around him and see anything he wants to see, such as his opponent's playing cards, covered dice, etc.
The other is mass exchange, which is to exchange things of equal quality within a small range. This ability allows Dick to replace his opponent's cards without anyone noticing.
Of course, after all, they are level two mutants, and their abilities have great limitations. For example, the range of eagle vision is limited, and some people and things with high magnetic fields cannot be observed. Special materials, radiation interference, etc. will all affect Dick's abilities. Interference, but it is more than enough to stand alone in Anthony's gold-selling casino.
Well, the underground trading market is not bad, and the flow of people is pretty good. Anthony changed the channel. This is what Anthony recently arranged. It is equivalent to the existence of the black market in the original world. At the beginning, Anthony wanted to sell the things in his hands that were in the country. Some things that are difficult to sell in the treasure world should be sold through a specific channel. After all, using other people's channels only requires a large number of taps. It is not as cost-effective as building a trading channel yourself.
Unexpectedly, an inadvertent decision made this place become prosperous. Since Anthony established an underground trading market with safety in place, relevant people around him would trade black or gray items that were difficult to sell. Anthony's gang was responsible for maintaining order. and security. Of course, those involved in the transaction will also pay a certain percentage of fees.
After switching a few times at random, Anthony turned off the TV with satisfaction.
Anthony put the remote control aside, lay on the bed, and counted the days. It was time for the once-a-month lottery. Although he had been fooled several times by this messy lottery system, this lottery system was what made him successful in this world. Therefore, even though he was cheated, Anthony still opened the system panel on time during the monthly lottery time to try his luck this time.
The lottery starts, and the big lottery wheel starts to rotate. There are 108 grids on the wheel. It doesn’t matter. The key is that when the wheel is rotating, the things in the grid are also changing. One second, it may be a super good thing, and the next second, maybe It just turned into a pack of tissues and other garbage.
Anthony was also helpless. He also asked the system, such a drawing method, what difference does it make if there is a turntable?
Nasty comment from Anthony.
Looking at the fast-spinning turntable, Anthony took a deep breath. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he quickly prayed to all the gods he could: "Stop."
Anthony opened one eye and took a peek. The invitation to the lower world was randomly something that had never appeared before. It should be more reliable than tissues and lighters. Take a look at the introduction given by the system: the low-level world invitation volume is random. Tear this invitation volume and enter a low-level world at any time. The type of world you enter is random, the residence time ratio is random, and the life limit is 3 people. In non-combat situations You can return to the original time and space at any time.
The good thing is that it is equivalent to a copy of the plane, you can come and go freely, but you don't know what world it will be, but it is a low-level world, and there will definitely not be any supernatural power that will destroy the world.
I have been preparing for the past few days. After my father is taken out of prison and things in the gang are settled, I will enter the world of this low-level dungeon to see if I can get anything useful.
Turn off the lights and rest.
After attending several obscure so-called upper-class gatherings and dealing with matters related to gangs and their industries, Anthony finally received good news.
"Really? It's finally done. Well, I'll be there soon. I'll tell the people below to get ready. I didn't have the ability when my dad went in. Now my dad comes out with a lot of glory. In addition, there is still a lot of security work to do. Okay, don’t worry, nothing happens in the prison, but you will fall short when you come out, understand?" Anthony ordered into the phone.
"Well," Anthony pondered for a moment and continued: "Find a few cars that you don't want to use, and have people put heavy weapons on the back of the car, just in case. By the way, those collected on the black market I also bring a few high-tech weapons, so that’s it.”
After giving the instructions, Anthony washed up, then put on formal clothes, a windbreaker, and a top hat, took the cane, and drove towards the prison in a car surrounded by a group of his men.
The prison door opened, and Anthony's father and lawyer Karl came out, surrounded by 3 or 4 gang members. Anthony took the lead and led his men to greet him, and gave his father a warm hug.
"Why do you do it so formally and bring so many people with you?" Anthony's father, James, said as he looked at everything behind Anthony.
"I just want everyone in New York to know that the former Angry Gang boss has returned to New York again," Anthony responded domineeringly.
"It's still a bit eye-catching. It's better to be careful in everything and don't be like me." James said with a serious and thoughtful tone.
"Don't worry, everything has been arranged." Anthony said with a smile.
"Okay, by the way, how is your mother now?" James asked the topic he cared about most.
"Hey" Anthony sighed and said bitterly after being silent for a while: "The doctor said we might have to wait."
"Those bastards," James said with a frown and an angry look on his face.
"Get in the car first, dad. We'll talk about the other things when we get back." Anthony stepped over and held his hand.
"Okay," James nodded, got into Anthony's stretched Lincoln under the protection of everyone, and then drove away under the complicated eyes of everyone in the prison.