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Qiong loved people who would casually throw money around during a conversation, so after chuckling and putting the tokens in her pocket, she asked with great interest:
"Just intuition?"
"My intuition is usually very accurate, or you could say I'm just lucky."
As if by magic, another gold coin made of sand gold appeared in Sand Gold's hand, which he flicked lightly with his fingertips:
"If you don't believe me, how about we take a gamble? Gambling is often the best test of luck, and one chip is enough."
"Let's play a simple game, guessing heads or tails with a coin, how about it? Best two out of three, it's all about luck, no penalty."
"No need."
Qiong's expression suddenly turned serious, and she shook her head.
"Guessing with a coin is too troublesome. I have a more efficient way to verify."
"Oh? What?"
"This one, press this one."
Qiong handed her phone to Shajin.
"..."
Sand Gold lowered his eyes and stared at the gacha interface of the recently popular game "Immortal Boat Kill" on his phone screen. He was clearly stunned for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head.
He raised his finger and, with a casual gesture, lightly tapped the single-draw button.
Wow~ The Golden Legend!
Exaggerated sound effects burst forth instantly, filling the screen with dazzling golden light.
Sand Gold had a smirk on his lips as he casually ordered another five draws.
Wow~ The Golden Legend!
Another five in a row.
Wow~ The Golden Legend!
"I believe you, brother, I really believe you!"
Qiong stared at the continuous, blinding golden light, her voice trembling slightly.
Immortal Boat Kill is a game produced by Diyuan Qiongyu Group. The current card draw rate is the same as that of "Three Kingdoms Kill". How can you get gold cards like that?
What the hell is this "lucky bastard"?!
Qiong was deeply shocked.
This must have drained the entire planet of its luck!
"Good brother, from now on you are my half-brother!"
With an extremely serious expression, Qiong solemnly pressed down on Sha Jin's shoulder and patted it hard.
"I entrust this important task of drawing lots to you from now on!"
"My good brother's business is my business. Tell me, how should we handle the family business?"
"..."
Did you miss the point?
A subtle feeling arose in Sand Gold's heart.
However, it seems that the favorability rating has increased significantly?
If you were going to tell me you could trust me about withdrawing funds through a third-party service, you should have said so earlier!
If I had known this would happen, why would I have gone through so much trouble to negotiate a partnership? I could have just helped you draw the cards directly.
Something that could be done with just a few taps of a finger... so much time wasted.
"I have only one goal. The family's gate is a high wall. To tear it down, I have to make a few holes first. Once there are flaws, the company has plenty of ways to deal with them."
Sand Gold tapped the sand gold token lightly with his fingertips, his tone leisurely yet his goal clear.
“As long as we can find out the truth behind the death, I can gain leverage in negotiations and force the family to sit down at the negotiating table.”
He smiled slightly, his gaze fixed on the sky:
"And you, on the other hand, will obtain crucial clues about the watchmaker's legacy, and perhaps even find it. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?"
"So, what do you plan to do?"
Qiong admitted that what Sha Jin said made some sense; he truly deserved to be an elite executive of the company.
Suicide?
"No, in dreams, suicide is futile."
"Even if we manage to do it, it will only be a forced return to reality."
"As mentioned earlier, even Miss Memory cannot truly transcend the rules of dreams to inflict death on others."
Sand Gold rejected the idea, lowering his voice with a hint of seeking taboo.
"I need a more special power to help me truly confront death, such as that unknown messenger named Huang Quan."
“I tried to negotiate with her and seek cooperation, but I failed.”
Sand Gold looked at Qiong, and the usual frivolous smile on his face slightly faded.
"She, who calls herself a sea patrol knight, will not easily reveal her identity or use her command power for my purposes. Therefore, I need your help, my friend."
His original plan was not so candid.
Sand Gold once envisioned using another bait to forcibly pull the Starry Sky Train onto the stage, presenting Pinocchio with a surprising and grand performance.
Forcibly bringing Xingqiong into the game carries too high a risk.
Behind Qiong stands Nguyen Mai of the Genius Club, and the cat and mouse that are completely inexplicable by common sense. The risk of doing this is too great!
Offending a genius would be even more of a loss.
A businessman never engages in a losing business or anything that could potentially harm his interests.
Therefore, he abandoned the more radical plan and instead decided to cooperate with Qiong.
Qiong's expression was slightly strange, as if she was suppressing something:
"Aren't you afraid of going too far and killing yourself? What if death is real?"
"I told you so long ago."
Sand Gold chuckled softly, and the jade coin between his fingers flipped again, reflecting a faint light.
"For me, one chip is enough—all or nothing."
He pressed the jade coin in his hand crisply against the edge of the Dream Pool where the robin had died, his movement light yet resolute.
"I believe in the side I've bet on."
Sand Gold doesn't believe in meticulous planning or precise calculations; it only believes in the chips in its hand and the courage to go all in.
Of course, courage is not recklessness.
The absurdity of Star Tom bringing Kiana back was precisely the reason he ultimately placed this bet.
"Since you put it that way, I won't stand idly by... I have no choice but to take on the responsibility!"
Originally, seeing Sand Gold's crazy gold-gold gacha pulls, Qiong was thinking of treating his new gacha tool friend well, but Sand Gold took the initiative to approach him, and he couldn't resist anymore.
"Your goal is to get Huang Quan to use his command power to kill you, right?"
Although the words were a bit blunt, but...
"Yes."
Sand Gold smiled and nodded.
The power of an Envoy-level being is absolutely capable of breaking through the security protocols written by the family's Dream Weaver for the dream realm, bringing death.
"Hey! I have an idea!"
Look, you asked for this yourself!
I didn't intentionally set you up; I just wanted to have some fun!
Black swans can attest to this.
ding dong~
Just as Qiong's mind was racing with countless thoughts and he was starting a brainstorming session, a clear and melodious sound, like the dripping of spring water, rang out.
[Mission: The performance is about to begin; thunderous applause is expected here.]
[Details: Please write a script using yourself (Kiana), Yomi, and Sandstone as characters to help Sandstone achieve his goal.]
[Reward: 74-174 Crystals depending on the audience's reaction]
"..."
Qiong's expression grew increasingly subtle.
Well, the quest has been triggered.
It's another mission with an evaluation system. Even completing the minimum requirements would be enough for a 10-pull, but Qiong clearly doesn't meet the minimum.
It's time to show off my directing skills!
Director Qiong's expression turned solemn as he silently began writing the script.
"..."
Sha Jin should have been satisfied that Qiong agreed to cooperate so readily, but a subtle unease crept into his heart.
Where...was there an oversight?
Sand Gold frowned almost imperceptibly as he began to rapidly recall every detail of his conversation with Qiong.
……
In the central area of Morning Dew, a vast estate known as the heart of Pinocchio, stands the Morning Dew Mansion.
In theory, no one other than those invited by the Oak family or those on the Pinocchio VIP list is allowed to enter.
If unauthorized personnel are caught by the family, they will be tried and imprisoned at best, and may even be wiped out of the world at worst. Moreover, the defenses here are arguably the strongest of the twelve times.
Of course, Miss Robin, the younger sister of the head of the Oak family, was clearly not within the scope of Ansou's defenses.
Inside a certain room.
"Brother, I'm back."
A beautiful young woman in a white dress with purple ruffles stopped and greeted her relatives who were sitting on an elegant wooden chair.
The young girl smiled radiantly, exuding a gentle and elegant charm.
Her long, flowing hair gently brushed her shoulders, exuding feminine grace and allure. Coupled with her white ear feathers and the halo above her head, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a true angel descended to earth.
"Welcome back... um?"
Sunday, who was engrossed in her work with a serious expression, looked up and answered gently, but suddenly noticed the person following behind the robin.
She was a short-haired, capable woman in a women's suit. They met on Sunday. Daisy was one of the agents the family had assigned to Robin.
He's a member of the Oak family, undoubtedly one of their own, so there's no problem with him coming to the Morning Dew Mansion with the robin, but...
"Brother, you look a little down. What happened?"
Seeing her brother's slightly haggard face, the light purple-haired girl asked with concern:
"Were they the guests who received the watchmaker's invitation? I heard people discussing it when I came in..."
"...That's enough."
After a brief silence, Sunday slammed his fist on the table, interrupting the robin's words.
"You frivolous actor, put away your terrible acting."
"You have repeatedly tarnished my sister's reputation and still dare to come to Chaolu Mansion. Do you think that [Tongxie] can only be persuaded and will never be angered?"
On Sunday, he stared at the girl with a gloomy expression, who had the look of a 'sister caring for her brother' on her face.
"Ha, you're quite perceptive, Chicken Wing Boy~"