Chapter 100 -100-Abyss Ghost
It was becoming increasingly clear: Sarko had a genuine curiosity about other civilizations. However, that didn’t change a simple truth—no matter how cordial he seemed on the surface, he was still an abyssal creature.
Abyss creatures, by their very nature, were never truly benevolent.
Daniel had no intention of believing Sarko’s words at face value. Only a fool would trust someone from the abyss, regardless of how warmly they smiled or how generous their offers appeared.
Still, this Abyss Kingdom did possess its own intriguing charm.
Influenced by Sarko’s philosophy, this entire realm revolved around one singular concept—everything was decided by chips. Every decision, every opportunity, and every transaction was a gamble. Win a bet, and the world was yours. Lose, and you might just lose everything.
That intoxicating promise of overnight fortune had lured countless beings into ruin and obsession.
And yet, in this strange society of gamblers, Daniel—despite having only one solitary chip—was treated with no less respect than anyone else.
Because here, you could never tell. Many of the wealthiest and most powerful gamblers had started with just one final token, and against all odds, they had clawed their way to unimaginable heights.
Of course, Daniel also had the option to convert some of his own resources into additional chips. But to him, that was unnecessary. He was confident—he could win every single wager.
Spinning the lone chip between his fingers, Daniel’s sharp eyes roamed across the casino floor.
"Now then... what should I play?"