Chapter 22

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

There were countless topics about the second level evaluation.

First, there was the E-level trainee who surprised everyone and obtained an S-level evaluation. Then, there was the No. 6 who had not appeared for a long time. No matter which one was picked out, it would easily become the topic of discussion among the trainees tonight.

Before the conference in the studio ended, the main system announced that there would be a luxurious dinner party for the next three days at the panoramic restaurant on the second floor of the dorm. There was no limit to the trainees' level.

Although after becoming horror trainees, everyone had removed their physical needs, who wouldn't want to drink? Not to mention that they were in a hopeless environment where they didn't know how long they would live. Because of this, everyone was more willing to indulge themselves in alcohol to relieve their stress.

After the conference ended, almost all the trainees crowded downstairs to the restaurant.

The white-haired young man raised his eyes and glanced at the bustling crowd going downstairs. He chose the path upstairs silently.

He could be considered to have gotten the admission ticket to the upper level. Although he didn't soar to the top like what others had predicted, Zong Jiu was still one of the few trainees who managed to get to the upper level. He was also the most popular one among the newcomers.

The C-level trainees' dorm was on the fourth floor of the dorm.

As far as the eye could see, there were rows of clean rooms on both sides of the wall. The floor was covered with a thick reddish-brown carpet, and there were lush green plants placed every few steps in the corridor. The light yellow light above added a layer of warm color to the room.

If one didn't know what kind of place this was, they might have thought that they were in a high-class hotel room.

The treatment for the upper level was completely different from the lower level. E-level trainees slept in eight rooms, D-level trainees slept in four rooms, and C-level trainees could enjoy a single room. It was the same treatment as a standard star-rated hotel room.

Zong Jiu followed the number on his badge to the corresponding room. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard a series of slightly hurried footsteps behind him.

He calmly dodged to the side, and the person who was rushing from behind didn't manage to stop in time and crashed heavily into the wall.

"Motherf * cker —"

The C-grade old man missed his target and wanted to turn around, but he was suddenly elbowed and staggered a few steps before falling to the ground.

"You …"

The white-haired youth stood where he was and looked down at him.

Her light pink pupils looked extremely sharp under the shadow of her bangs, as if there were pieces of ice floating in her eyes.

With just one glance, the trainee on the ground froze.

"Don't mess with me if you don't want to die."

His eyes were filled with warning as he glanced at the Class C soldiers standing at both ends of the corridor. He then walked into his room without looking back.

"Bang!"

The loud sound of the door closing echoed in the empty corridor.

It took a few seconds for the old man to come back to his senses.

"F * ck, this newbie is f * cking arrogant."

"Isn't it just an S rank? Do you really think you've become a phoenix? What's there to be cocky about? "

"That's right. We should really teach him a lesson."

That being said, none of the Class C's were the first to be the first to stand out.

The old man who was pushed to the ground by the Zong Jiu was furious that he had made a fool of himself in front of so many people. His face turned red and then white.

But for some reason, when he thought of the white-haired youth's eyes, he felt weak in the knees. In the end, he just stood up, kicked the door twice, and walked away while cursing.

.....

After closing the door, the Zong Jiu threw himself onto the bed.

Similar to the corridor outside, the room was not big. It was about the size of a standard room in a normal hotel.

Fortunately, this was a single room, which could protect the trainees' privacy and give them some space to be alone.

He did not care about the provocation of the Class C trainees outside.

All the old men who came from the Infinite Loop were Class C and above. Those who were slightly stronger were more than Class C. It could be said that Class C was very powerful in the eyes of the newbies, but was at the bottom of the hierarchy among the old men.

Not only did they have serious groupthink, but their strength was also not very high. There were also all kinds of internal scheming. Most of them just wanted to show off their power. As long as he was tougher than them and let them know that he was not a pushover, these people would not dare to take the lead. The Zong Jiu did not have time to do this with them.

What was more important now was —

The white-haired youth raised his hand and took out the deck of cards from the System Space.

The deck of cards was dark gold in color. The back of the deck was outlined with the pattern of the Eye of God in black gold. Around it were complicated and obscure mystical symbols. Inside it was mixed with glittering fine gold powder. Even in a dark place, it shone faintly and was very attractive.

The Zong Jiu spread it out on the bed in a line.

There were a total of twenty-two cards.

Although this was also a deck of cards, it was not the poker card that the master of card magic Zong Jiu was best at.

There were fifty-four poker cards and eighty-one cards. There were many niche card games in other worlds that did not match this number.

The name of the item in the System clearly revealed the true identity of the twenty-two cards in the hands of the Zong Jiu.

[Class S Item: Vetetaro Grand Alcanar Deck]

The Zong Jiu was speechless.

He was happy for a while when he touched the back of the deck in the metal box. He did not expect that it was not a deck of cards, but a deck of tarot cards.

But he was a magician, not a fortune-teller!!!

"How do I use this thing … Main System, does it have any special uses?"

[Item Usage: Fortune-Teller]

Do I even need you to tell me?

The Zong Jiu was speechless. "Other Class S items have special abilities, but my Class S item can only do fortune-teller?"

Obviously, this sentence was not within the scope of the main System's answer for the Zong Jiu. The room fell into silence again.

After a while, the main System's cold voice sounded in the air.

[This Class S item comes with a "Tarot Guide". It has been sent to the trainee's System Backpack. Please check.]

Oh, that's more like it.

The Zong Jiu took out the black leather Tarot Guide. He sat on the bed and obediently flipped to the first page.

The main System was very considerate to take care of the Tarot newbie. The booklet that came with it was very easy to understand. It was even a combination of color and text. It was very kind.

These 77 Big Alcanar cards did not have any combat abilities. Its only use was fortune-telling.

But as a Class S item, if it only had the fortune-telling ability that all tarot cards had, it would be too weak. The explanation given by the main System was that the fortune-telling with this deck of cards had the ability to see the future.

"See the future?!"

The Zong Jiu was now energized.

Seeing the future once meant that he had one more clue in a situation where he had no clue. In a sense, although the Big Alcanar cards did not have any combat abilities, they were definitely worthy of the title of an Class S item.

"Can I choose the range of this fortune-telling?"

The main System did not answer. Instead, it pulled out a cooldown bar.

It showed that the Zong Jiu could now use fortune-telling three times. After three times, he had to wait for the cooldown to recover before he could draw cards again.

The Zong Jiu: "It seems like there is nothing I want to know for the time being. Forget it, let's not test it first."

"By the way, main System, if I want to heal my hands, how many survival points do I need to spend?"

"Then if I want to strengthen my hands and restore them to an extremely flexible state, how many survival points do I need?"

The system even gave a friendly reminder.

"Don't put the restriction so rigidly. What if I don't need to heal them directly, but only need to restore my hands to peak condition in a short period of time?"

"It doesn't matter."

The Zong Jiu shrugged and moved his inflexible fingers. "I only need three days."

The white-haired youth pondered for a moment. "Then three days."

In fact, the Zong Jiu could choose to gamble first, earn 055 points, and restore his hands first.

Three days was the time limit for the Las Vegas casino to open.

If he directly chose to use 7055 points to heal his hands, he could only restore them to the level of a normal person.

There was no shortcut in the magician's hand skills. They all came from practicing day and night since they were young. For example, the Zong Jiu, when he first started practicing magic, he also trained his eyes without blinking every day. He slept every day with cards in his hand to train his flexible muscle memory.

What could this kind of training bring?

For example, when Zong Jiu was performing, he could throw a stack of cards directly into the air. When the fifty-four cards scattered in the air, he could directly grab the face of any card that the audience named.

The audience could not tell whether it was his hand speed or the level of magic.

In these three days, as long as the Zong Jiu's hands could recover to the level of a grand magician, he could show everyone the consequences of putting a card magician into a casino.

Even if the card magician was sitting in front of you with ten cameras pointed at him and slowed down a few times, you would not be able to catch him cheating.

In the Zong Jiu's previous world, Las Vegas casino almost had a sign hanging at the entrance saying, "Magician Zong Jiu and dogs are not allowed to enter."

It was rare that the Zong Jiu's reputation in the novel had not fallen to that level. If he could gamble as much as he could, he would gamble as much as he could. He would make a profit and run. A gambling dog would never admit defeat.

He did not want to play safe. He wanted to play big.

The Zong Jiu watched as his system balance was emptied.

In the next moment, a boiling hot current suddenly surged from his fingertips. It miraculously flowed through the tendons and veins that had been dead for many years. It followed the blue blood vessels and seeped into the capillaries. It was so comfortable that he could not help but sigh.

The heat lasted for more than half a minute before it gradually calmed down.

[7555 points have been paid. Counting down from three days. Starting.]

The young man's hands trembled uncontrollably.

He picked up the stack of tarot cards on the bed.

The dark gold cards danced on his fingertips. Each card stood on his fingertips lightly. The next moment, they flew into the air and spun down. They were easily caught by the Zong Jiu in the palm of his hand.

Any card, as long as the Zong Jiu wanted to, his fingers only needed to gently cover it for a moment. He could directly pull it out from the top with his eyes closed.

His hands were trembling. His hands moved faster and faster. The corners of his mouth curled up higher and higher.

Even the cards seemed to be trembling, trembling as they welcomed the temporary return of the emperor.

This was an indescribable and unparalleled skill in shuffling cards.

When the cards passed through his palm, the Zong Jiu's mind naturally projected a 8D image of the deck of cards into his mind. In the following period of time, no matter how the cards were shuffled, as long as they passed through his hand, he could accurately pinpoint the position of any card.

The Zong Jiu threw the cards into the air. He suddenly closed his eyes and casually grabbed a card from the pile.

The young man smiled as he slowly flipped the card open.

A man in a long robe was standing in front of the altar. Countless sacrificial items were placed on the altar.

An infinity symbol that symbolized infinite magic floated above the man's head. He held a magic wand in his hand, pointing to the sky and the earth.

He had infinite magic power. He was omnipotent.

Big Alcanar number one, the magician.

He had returned.