I have a Synthesizer

The cloaked woman seemed a bit anxious, but Klein wasn't in a hurry because he sensed the dealer was cheating. The barrier on the gambling table fluctuated twice, ensuring that whichever side had more chips would lose.

Although the dealer's movements were subtle, Klein was no longer the same as before. Such obvious magical fluctuations couldn't escape his perception.

"The hourglass is almost empty. Are you betting on this hand?"

Perhaps feeling that her tone was a bit off earlier, the cloaked woman pointed to the hourglass used for timing on the table, lowering her voice as she inquired.

The reason casinos use hourglasses instead of clocks is simple: these countdown hourglasses are designed to empty their sand in exactly one minute.

The draining sand creates significant psychological pressure, causing gamblers to unconsciously lose some of their accurate judgment, an effect that clocks can't achieve.

With only two seconds left before the sand ran out, Klein spoke.

"Player!"

Hearing Klein's voice, the cloaked woman quickly placed 2,000 Thales worth of chips on the 'Player' side. This time, Klein also followed suit.

"Ding! Ding! Banker has 6 points, Player has 9 points. Player wins."

"Won again!"

The cloaked woman clenched her fist in excitement once more. The thrill of winning money while gambling was intense, and she loved this feeling. It seemed everyone loved the feeling of winning money, not just her.

Klein glanced calmly at the 40,000 chips in the cloaked woman's hand, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"That's about enough!"

Klein picked up the chips he had won, rubbed them in his hand, felt the magical patterns on them, and then tossed 100 Thales onto the table.

"Still Player? Good, this time I'll go for a big one."

Seeing Klein place 100 chips on the 'Player' side, the cloaked woman proactively added 5,000 Thales. Although her expression was hidden, Klein could sense her excitement.

This behavior made Klein nod inwardly. Now, the dealer's attention was entirely focused on this cloaked woman.

He could use this opportunity to understand the casino's operations and make the people here lower their guard against him.

Once the hourglass ran out, the dealer flipped the cards, smiling as she said:

"Ding! Ding! Banker has 9 points, Banker wins directly."

"Lost? Why did we lose?"

The cloaked woman seemed a little surprised. Klein had clearly guessed correctly many times in a row, so why didn't he guess right this time?

She turned to look at Klein, her eyes filled with confusion, not anger, which was different from Klein's previous assessment.

Although Klein's hood concealed his face, preventing them from making eye contact, Klein could still feel her burning gaze fixed on him.

"Not getting upset after losing 5,000? This woman has a good mindset!"

Klein said innocently, "I'm not a god of gambling, how could I keep winning?"

His expression was fake, but the cloaked woman didn't know how to retort. What Klein said was right! Gambling was about winning and losing!

Everyone understood this principle, but why did she feel so unwilling just now? She hadn't felt this way after losing so many times before. How annoying!

She quickly realized her loss of composure and apologized to Klein:

"Sorry, my attitude wasn't very good just now."

Now Klein was even more surprised. This woman would actually apologize for something like this? Her emotions were too stable, weren't they? It would be difficult to get rid of her like this.

Klein thought more highly of the cloaked woman, but even with this increased respect, she still couldn't escape being a tool in Klein's eyes.

"It's nothing. It's normal for emotions to fluctuate when gambling. The important thing is to have fun; winning or losing doesn't matter."

Klein's words sounded a bit like nonsense. Who came to gamble in a big casino like this not wanting to win money!

Who knew that the cloaked woman would actually nod in agreement:

"Yes, you're right. The important thing about gambling is to have fun; winning or losing doesn't matter. So, what do you feel this hand will be?"

Do you really think so, lady? If you keep saying that, I'll feel bad about scamming you.

"This hand, Player, I guess!"

"Lost again!" The cloaked woman sighed, but she didn't question Klein again, though he could still sense the displeasure in her tone.

After that, under Klein's deliberate manipulation, the woman won some and lost some, winning little when she won and losing much when she lost. Soon, she lost almost all of the nearly 40,000 Thales chips she had.

After she lost her last few chips, she stood up easily.

"Lost it all! It's always like this, but I still won a lot of times today. Overall, I had a lot of fun. Thanks."

You lost it all because you listened to me! And you're thanking me? Young lady, your gambling ethics are a bit too outstanding!

If you have any close friends with such good gambling ethics, you can introduce them to me. It's not that I'm greedy; I just like meeting friends.

The corners of Klein's mouth, hidden under his hood, curved up:

"It's good that you had fun. Gambling is about winning and losing. You can still smile after losing so much today; I can tell you have a good mindset! You'll definitely win next time."

"Much? Hehe, not really."

The cloaked woman waved her hand dismissively, but she didn't explain further. However, Klein had already understood the meaning of her tone: 40,000 Thales was nothing.

"Could this woman be a sugar momma? Sigh, thinking about sugar mommas, I suddenly don't want to work hard anymore."

Seeing the cloaked woman get up to leave, Klein immediately placed all of his chips on the Banker side.

During the time he was gambling, Klein wasn't idle. He was observing the casino's turnover, which was truly astonishing. There were over 3 million chips on the table.

This amount was enough to show that the cash here exceeded that number. It was a tempting business, and the casino's high income made Klein have an idea:

"Is winning not as good as taking? Is robbing not as good as seizing? How about taking this place for myself?"

The casino's high income tempted Klein. He now felt that leveling this place might not be a mature choice.

Although he could also earn money using the Synthesizer, selling the synthesized items was a waste of resources.

If he had some stable, high-income industries, then he wouldn't need to think too much about earning money with the Synthesizer and could use all his resources to increase his strength.

"Sigh, in the end, it's because Jie Company doesn't belong to me. If Jie Company was mine, then all the problems wouldn't be problems anymore."

While Klein was thinking, the dealer had already started a new hand.

"Ding! Ding! Banker has 8 points, Player has 7 points. Banker wins."

Klein took the 2,000 chips he had won and placed them on the Player side again. A minute later, he won again. He didn't even bother to look directly at the table.

Because the cloaked woman had lost 40,000 chips earlier, the dealer didn't pay much attention to Klein, who had won several times in a row.

In this way, Klein maintained a rhythm of two wins and one loss, quickly accumulating his chips to over 40,000 on this table, winning back all the cloaked woman's chips from before.

Klein's continuous winning finally attracted the attention of the dealer. She glanced at Klein from time to time, wanting to confirm whether Klein was cheating or causing any problems.

… …

"Huh? You've actually won so much in just a little while? Your luck is a bit too good, isn't it?"

Just as Klein was preparing to reap the rewards of this table, the cloaked woman from before actually walked over. She was holding some local snacks in her left hand, and her right hand was removing the mask from below her nose, eating as she spoke.

"Red lips and white teeth, not the age of a sugar momma, what a pity! Eh, why would I have such thoughts? Quickly get these thoughts out of my head!"

Klein looked down at the cloaked woman's fingers. She wasn't holding any chips, so she probably wasn't here to continue gambling. Klein asked knowingly:

"Yes, my luck is pretty good right now. Do you want to continue playing?"

The cloaked woman waved her hand.

"No, I have something to do later, so I just came over to see how my gambling friend's battle situation is. I'll leave soon. Hmm, gambling friend, want something to eat?"

Gambling friend? Unfortunately, gambling together doesn't count as one of the four great joys in life, and you're not a sugar momma.

Klein thought this woman was quite interesting, with a stable mindset and a good personality. She was someone worth befriending.

However, Klein didn't plan to make friends here, and the casino would likely have a battle soon, which would be dangerous. It was better to get her away.

"No, as a woman, you should eat less greasy food, or your figure will go out of shape. Also, I'm winning money right now, so you better stay away from me. I'm afraid of being contaminated by the bad luck on your body."

I kindly brought you something to eat, and you don't want it, but there's no need to be so mean, right?

The cloaked woman didn't expect to be rejected like this, and she was a bit confused by Klein's sudden change in attitude.

You were just my gambling friend, right? You don't need to be so real just because I lost my money, right? Are all gamblers like this? She felt a little uncomfortable, but she still didn't choose to argue with Klein.

"Uh! You've already won so much, are you going to continue?"

Klein picked up a 10,000 chip and habitually rubbed it in his hand again, staring at the cards in the dealer's hand, saying meaningfully:

"What I want is not just this."

"Ding! Ding! Banker has 9 points, Banker wins directly."

The dealer's tone was a little unsteady. Klein had won too much. He had more than 60,000 Thales in his hand, which was not a good sign. It was already her dereliction of duty.