Secret: I can play two paths

Chapter 12 Another Role-playing Rule of "Gambler"

Not surprisingly, Star came to the Hound Tavern again in the afternoon of the next day after a good rest.

In addition to the need to play the role, he also had another purpose, which was to wait here for Klein to arrive.

Dunn of the Nighthawks invited Klein to join his team as a civilian staff member. If Klein was really interested, he could come to this bar to find the owner, Light, and after exchanging secret codes, he would learn the address of the Nighthawks.

It was a better choice for Star to contact Klein here. It would not attract too much attention and make people find out that something was wrong.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that Star's spirituality is precious and he doesn't need to roll the dice many times. The dice roll results in the morning were not satisfactory.

[Dark Dice]

【Luck: 83/12 (failure)】

[Eloquence: 55/36 (failed)]

[Charm: 18/41 (difficult success)]

……

Star just felt that this dice roll seemed to consume more spiritual energy than the last time. He had some guesses in his mind, so he didn't rush to Klein's house again.

The people from the secret society will probably attack Xiao Ke tomorrow, and Xiao Ke will gain merit that can be exchanged for the fortune teller's potion.

He couldn't rush in, not because he was afraid of those low-sequence Beyonders, but because he was not prepared. Now that he was at Sequence 9, it would be better for him to hide in the dark. This would also make it easier for him to tear up the script of "0-08" in the future.

Anyway, he had actually decided to wait for Klein here early in the morning.

Going to Klein's house again and again like this, he really treats other people as if they don't exist.

So seeing that the luck of the dice was bad, Star was particularly well-behaved today. He typed quietly at home and did not go out until the afternoon.

As for why codewords are used?
Of course, it is to make use of the time traveler's advantage of "plagiarism", so that Star's skills as a second-rate writer in his previous life will not be in vain.

After confirming which works of the original Earth civilization Emperor Roselle had moved, he discovered that Old Huang had not completely blocked the "creation" of later travelers.

For example, most of the content he copied was novels, but in the 21st century, there are endless entertainment works, and there are more than just this type of category.

Comics, games, scripts...

These seem to be limited by the genre and cannot be fully utilized, but Star can easily pick the excellent ones to copy, uh, write.

In addition to earning royalties, Star's purpose in writing is not simple. He is also laying the groundwork for subsequent serial role promotion.

He is not worried that this will be noticed, because what he writes can also be written by people of this era, especially since he will make a sneaky adaptation.

All I saw were characters left on his manuscript paper, which contained some outlines and ideas.

"We and the enemy share the same origin..."

"They are tragic heroes who are not afraid of sacrifice, hide their identities, protect the innocent, and fight against brutality."

"Use yourself as a test subject and try to integrate the extraordinary qualities of other species to gain strength and save the race."

"The sorrow of the cyborgs - although the cyborg bodies are powerful, they have lost many precious things..."

"It's so sad to have to pretend to be a human being."

"Rider~Henshin!"

That was Star's idea for the "Masked Rider" secret version.

In order to avoid suspicion and prevent some old friends from finding out, he was thinking about translating "Kamen Rider" into "Unknown Guardian" or "Masked Rider" or something like that... When Star wrote these words, he didn't know how many people would be touched by stories of this style, not only sympathizing with the heroes in the stories, but also crying when they thought of the official extraordinary people they knew, so that he became a famous "knife" master.

……

On the other side, Klein was already on the road, on the public carriage heading to the Hound Tavern, and arrived at Bexie Street.

Considering that joining the Nighthawks would not only protect himself but also allow him to obtain more resources and information from the Extraordinary People, he has made a decision.

He couldn't rely on Senior Sta for everything, and they didn't interact much in real life, so some things could only be discussed in the gray fog.

As he was thinking and asking along the way, he finally saw a tavern with a brown and yellow hound logo painted on it.

Klein stretched out his right hand and pushed hard. The heavy door slowly opened, and noisy sounds and impetuous heat waves rushed in.

Although it was still afternoon, there were already quite a few customers in the pub. Some of them were temporary workers, looking for opportunities here and waiting to be hired, while others had nothing to do and numbed themselves with alcohol.

There were two large cages containing dogs in the middle of the tavern, and Klein was surprised to find Star standing next to the venue.

Without making a fuss, he avoided the crowd around him, pretended to come to Star's side inadvertently, and saw Star's eye signal.

Star also noticed him, and after briefly lip-syncing "Chatting on the Gray Fog", he continued his role as the "gambler" and paid attention to the situation on the field.

Klein also understood what Star meant. He pretended not to have seen him and continued to prepare for his induction as a Nighthawk.

Star looked at the short man wearing a brown soft hat next to him and came in like yesterday, pointing at Doug's black dog and said:

"I told you, that stupid dog just got lucky. Doug has won eight games in a row! He is a real hunter."

Sta looked at the game that had already started on the field, and sure enough, the husky-like dog was mixed with the mice again.

The black dog had no idea how many mice it had caught skillfully.

Star didn't care. Although he had only used dice rolling to cheat and get the answer a few times, he didn't roll the dice this time and bet on "Erha", but he could afford to lose this little money.

Besides, isn't this the end yet?

As expected, when Xiao Ke finished asking for the news and was about to leave, the drinkers gathered together suddenly became quiet, and there was another round of murmurs:
"Doug actually lost..."

"Lost..."

Star looked at the short man opposite with a "constipated" expression. Seeing him keep betting but losing more than winning, he felt a little sad. He couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Why bother? You should admit defeat and stop early."

At the moment he said this, Star felt that he had grasped the true meaning of a gambler. It seemed that he only needed that finishing touch to completely digest the potion.

"I see. Is this the final rule for gamblers?"

As for how to digest this last bit of magic potion, he was not in a hurry. After all, he didn't even have the formula for promotion to the next sequence.

And this last bit only requires a little bit of patience or opportunity.

With a little excitement, he ordered a glass of Southwell beer with a strong malt aroma. The beer with white and delicate foam was so clear and refreshing that it made his already happy mood even better.

With this slightly sweet beer, he placed a few more bets here before leaving and returning to his residence, waiting for Klein's call.

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