I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1295: Underground Entertainment World

Looking at your own hand, you reveal a faint smile—not because you won this match, but because you’ve broken through another realm in martial arts.

At the same time, you suddenly realize that the Mou Family of Academics passed down to you by the old man contains techniques and moves of high-level martial arts. Just now, a new term flashed through your mind—Hand Knife.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a new Hungry Wolf has been born! Let’s cheer for him!"

"Hungry Wolf! Hungry Wolf! Hungry Wolf!"

You don’t understand why these people are so crazy. You notice that many of the people surrounding the arena are high-ranking professionals in legitimate industries. Some are dressed impeccably, while others wear extravagant outfits. Yet now, they are hugging those they would ordinarily never even glance at, celebrating together in a frenzied carnival of excitement.

You follow Number 15 into the same room once again, but upon entering, you see a cute little girl clutching a teddy bear.

"Number 15, who is she?"

Before Number 15 can answer, the little girl walks up to you, smiling as she grabs your hand and says, "Big brother, you were amazing just now!"

You turn around, only to find that Number 15 has quietly left. Feeling slightly frustrated, you look at the little girl before you and ask, "Little sister, why are you here? Where do you live?"

"I live right here," the little girl says innocently, her voice sweet and charming. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Big brother, sit down. I want to hear you tell me a story."

"I don’t have any stories to tell."

"No, no, I want you to tell one. If you don’t, I won’t let those elder sisters come out to meet you."

Feeling a headache coming on, you secretly think that this little girl might also be an artificial human. Helplessly, you shrug and smile, "Alright, what story do you want to hear?"

"Hold me first—I want to listen in your arms."

"But..."

"Hold me!"

Under the little girl’s relentless insistence, you end up holding her in your arms. "Fine, fine, I’ll hold you."

The little girl beams with joy as she sits in your lap. With her big, bright eyes, she says, "Big brother, tell me ancient love stories, okay?"

"Alright."

You might not know how to entertain children, but you do understand that if you don’t satisfy her request, you’re unlikely to receive your spoils of victory.

So, you start by telling her the tale of China’s Cowherd and Weaver Girl, followed by Europe’s Waterloo Bridge. You talk for over two hours straight.

The little girl listens intently but eventually falls asleep in your arms. Smiling, you shake your head. At that moment, Number 15 quietly walks in.

"Sir, your items are ready. Please follow me," says Number 15.

"What about her?" You glance at the girl in your arms, only to find she has vanished into thin air. "Where... where did she go?"

"She’s already gone back to her room to sleep," Number 15 says with a smile. "Sir, please follow me."

You follow Number 15 into another room, disappointed to find that it contains none of the glamorous women you’d expected. Instead, the room is empty except for a table where a Crystal Card and a Gold Card are placed.

"Sir, these are special gifts from the host in recognition of your performance," Number 15 says as he picks up the Crystal Card. "This Crystal Card contains two million Galaxy coins. Your identity has already been verified, and from now on, the money belongs solely to you. No one else can access your assets."

As you accept the Crystal Card, Number 15 picks up the Gold Card next. "This is the Entertainment World’s premium membership card. With this card, you enjoy a fifty percent discount on all activities within Entertainment World. Furthermore, you can participate in special events organized by the host and request certain special services from us."

Nodding, you say, "Got it. I’d like to take a look at the Entertainment World. Can you show me around?"

"Of course, sir. Please follow me."

You follow Number 15 through a door, where another man dressed identically to him, short in stature, steps forward to greet you with a polite bow and a smile. "Welcome to Entertainment World, esteemed guest. I’ll be your guide. I’m Number 20."

"Sir, my jurisdiction ends here. Number 20 will now take over and guide you through all of Entertainment World," Number 15 says before leaving.

Number 20 smiles and asks, "Sir, where would you like to go?"

"Since this is a leisure destination, you must have a casino, right?" you say.

"Indeed, sir. We have the largest casino in the entire Solar System."

"Lead the way, then," you say.

"Please board the vehicle."

You and Number 20 get into a floating flying car. Vehicles like this are commonplace in today’s society, yet it’s your first time riding one, and you can’t help but feel a strange sense of curiosity.

The floating flying car moves quickly, whisking you away from the gloomy space and into another realm.

It turns out to be a whole new world—something akin to a miniature planet. You’re amazed to discover that the gravity here is noticeably lower than on Earth.

Noticing your curiosity, Number 20 explains with a smile, "This asteroid was discovered and developed by our old host. It’s now accounted for in his portfolio and constitutes one percent of his assets."

Although startled by the wealth implied by the host’s ownership, you don’t dwell on it—it has little to do with you, after all.

Your mind is more focused on experiencing the thrill of gambling and testing the ancient Chinese gambling techniques recorded in the Mou Family of Academics.

As flashes of green streak across your vision, the car pulls up in front of a seven-story white building. Though it resembles a villa more than an actual building, its surroundings are not only elegant but also equipped with all sorts of facilities for entertainment and relaxation. Naturally, there are many high-end hotels nearby.

The villa’s parking lot is already packed with floating flying cars of various styles. Unable to find a spot, Number 20 makes a call, instructing another artificial human to park the vehicle before leading you into the facility known as White Gambling City.

"Sir, White Gambling City is divided into seven floors. From the first to the sixth floors, only standard members are allowed. However, with your Gold Card, you can access the seventh floor and gamble alongside planetary-level tycoons. As the floors increase, so does the required stake. If you find your funds insufficient, we can offer you a loan—up to a maximum of ten million Galaxy coins."

"Take me to the third layer first. I’d like to play Pai Gow," you say as you glance at the nearby gambling area map.

"Certainly, sir. Follow me."

Others may not know, but as a young man under twenty, your mind holds thousands of years’ worth of gambling techniques from the ancient country of China. You can manipulate cards at will without anyone noticing. Of course, this is all theory—when it comes to practical experience, you’re still at zero, so you need to start from scratch.

In truth, you originally intended to take the money and leave. But the word "gambling" suddenly popped into your mind. You know the pain of being short on money and understand the difficulty of being broke. Determined not to suffer from financial constraints again, you resolve to ensure that your Crystal Card ends up holding eight digits.

As you step into the casino, you’re immediately drawn in by the atmosphere. Despite being a gambling establishment, it’s nowhere near as noisy as you had imagined. Instead, the only sounds are those of gamblers moving their equipment and the clear but quiet voices of a few hosts.

You quickly sit at a nearby table and turn to Number 20, asking, "How do I exchange for gambling chips?"