As for why, fellow townsmen surely understand. With the enhanced perception of the Eagle-Headed Demon, when playing with probability, we all use X-Ray against each other.
Moreover, we all have the Luck and Misfortune Life Souls, which makes cheating meaningless between us.
The establishment of the Gambling City is to profit from the Alien Race.
Therefore, we resolutely do not allow fellow townsmen to enter the Gambling City and only offer various entertainment projects outside the Gambling City. Please understand.
So tomorrow night, I want to invite everyone to be the audience.
There will be plenty of food, with various seafood already stocked in abundance.
We warmly welcome everyone in advance.
Time: Tomorrow night at 20:00
Location: Dream Island East District · Destiny Casino (Map Mark attached).
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This post, once published, attracted the attention of many players.
The focus of the players was not on why the Destiny Casino did not serve their own townspeople after opening.
But rather that this post was published by Rebel Throat, a recognized super technical figure in the forum.
With millions of followers, once he posts, the system automatically notifies all "followers" first.
This is also why the post’s popularity soared in no time.
Many players thought it was another exciting strategy post, but were instantly puzzled after seeing the content.
There were all kinds of voices in the replies.
Some players wondered why Rebel Throat would open a casino and not focus on researching technology.
Other players said they would visit the island tomorrow to show support.
Even more players sent blessings, hoping the casino becomes better and wildly profits off Alien Race gamblers.
During this period, Life Throat also replied to answer many questions.
For example, why open a casino.
He directly revealed his Special Life Soul, which was once a channel-wide announcement, but was never publicly displayed--"Destiny City".
These answers made people on the forum realize that another money-making industrial chain is about to debut.
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The next day, at seven o’clock in the evening.
The sky of Dream Island East District was dyed a gradient of purple and gold by the sunset.
Soon, a fragmented moon rose from the end of the sea horizon, spreading its bright moonlight.
The salty sea breeze carried the tempting aroma of Spirit Food, permeating the gradually lively air.
On long glazed tables built by the shore, crystalline dishes were filled with glowing delicacies.
Chilled wine rotating in transparent cups with its cold aura, roasted squid tentacles emitting a fragrant aroma were arranged in a tower, with starry seasoning crackling on the surface.
There was also honey-colored cloud mist jellyfish in shells, easily melting upon touch.
Players gradually arrived on the island, many gathering in groups of three or five, toasting and laughing together.
Some players stood alone against the colorful rainbow bridge taking photos, and some were chasing after Alien Race figures carrying bubble drinks for a refill.
Further away, several Tide Clan singers floated into the air. Their melodious chanting visualized into visible notes, spreading like ripples, dropping points of micro-light wherever they touched, cool to the touch.
Before the opening, the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce displayed advertisements for Life Throat on the big screen in the Trading Market for three days in advance.
Many members of the Alien Race trading on the island knew a casino would open here and came to enjoy the free food and drinks.
As time passed, figures from the Alien Race gradually entered.
The Daton Clan wrapped in beast skin quietly sipping amber Spirit Honey Dew by the table.
The curious Crystal Shell Clan members carefully poked at glowing bubble algae desserts with their pincers.
During this time, a Mermaid Spirit silhouette with a tail of light glided through the crowd, sprinkling a sheet of temporary light reflections, triggering waves of chuckles.
The main body of the casino building was hidden in the deeper night, with light strips inlaid on the outer walls. A silently rotating giant roulette reflected the fragmented moon into colorful points of light.
The feast had yet to begin, but fireworks already filled the East District of the island.
At eight o’clock in the evening, the feast officially began.
A long line of Mermaid Spirit maidens, carrying glazed pots radiating brilliance, gracefully weaved in and out of the Destiny Casino.
As they moved, the wine in the pots, under the control of spiritual power, transformed into meandering, agile crystal water snakes, floating through the air, precisely landing in each guest’s cup without spilling a drop.
The transparent scales on their ears and necks refracted a shifting blue glow under the moonlight, and with a backward glance, their eye waves contained an elusive spiritual rhythm, slightly stirring the minds of those who made eye contact.
A temporary giant shell stage in the distance suddenly lit up with soft light like mercury spilling across.
The first to appear were a group of Star Concealing Clan performers.
Their bodies seemed to be made of misty star fog, quietly dispersing after stepping on the stage, transforming into a soft misty light shrouding the stage.
Within the fog, points of micro-light began to light up, gradually sketching the trajectory of the star’s motion, portraying a long epic of the birth and growth of the Star Mist Clan.
With cultural barriers between races, this performance abandoned all language and recitation.
Using pure light and shadow to weave a silent poem.
The Star Concealing Clan used flowing mist and intermittent micro-light to outline the picture of race development.
The story began with light points sprouting like seeds, stretching into dazzling star spirals, suddenly collapsing into dark realms, then bursting into even more splendid star explosions... The Tide Songstress’ song, accompanying the story’s progress, sang of the joys of birth, the struggles of growth, and the heroism in adversity.
As the light fog gradually cleared, all the audience remained immersed in the narrative told by those lights and shadows.
The whole process, accompanied by the serene and ethereal singing, was full of tranquil beauty.
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