Trafford's Trading Club

663: Chapter 76: Reversal 663: Chapter 76: Reversal “Congratulations, you’ve won the lottery!

First prize!”

The ticket seller at the lottery booth in the shopping street looked enviously at the man in front of him, wearing sunglasses and a hood that covered most of his face, dressed in sportswear.

Just a minute ago, this gentleman had used five yuan to buy a scratch card and won immediately… five yuan turned into thirty thousand in cash.

Even though it’s the first prize, this type of scratch card has a fixed prize amount, which is not particularly large, so it was cashed directly without needing a special place for redemption.

However, this man in sportswear seemed to have extraordinarily good luck today.

After that, he continued to buy several more scratch cards and, without exception, won on all of them.

Never had anyone seen such luck, almost as if blessed by the goddess of fortune—some people couldn’t help but start streaming it live with their phones. “A true European!” “A walking Fortune’s Favorite!!

Winning everything he scratches!” “吸吸吸!!” (A popular internet slang implying to ‘absorb’ some of his luck.)

But the lucky man being watched by the crowd kept his head down and quickly slipped out of the crowd, seemingly no longer intending to continue buying…

In reality, he hadn’t won that much money, people’s curiosity was just piqued by his luck.

In the back alley of a restaurant on the shopping street, Liu Zixing finally lifted his hat…

Without covering up, walking around the street missing an ear tended to attract too much attention.

In his pocket was the cash he had just won from the lottery—a fortune that ordinary people would celebrate for days, but for Liu Zixing, it wasn’t even enough for a typical meal out.

Of course, the lack of money was one thing, but not the main reason—the more important reason was that Liu Zixing realized his luck was exceptionally good, so good it was unbelievable, indeed something obtained from that mysterious club owner.

But… but, he could only win, not choose the prize.

Winning more or less was purely inefficient—winning even two yuan was still a manifestation of luck.

Liu Zixing wasn’t very adept at anything else, and his jewelry business was just a façade, but he was surprisingly proficient in all forms of gambling—mahjong, pai gow, dice, poker, roulette, dog races, even gambling on raw stones, a wide array without exception.

But this kind of gambling that just required winning to demonstrate luck prevented Liu Zixing from being completely happy—because he knew well this luck would disappear after today. “I need something more targeted, more profitable, and faster to make money…” Liu Zixing’s eyes flashed with madness.

Because he had already figured out how to use this whole day’s good fortune…

Aside from gambling, what could more easily and effortlessly earn vast wealth with such good luck? “It’s a pity that those lotteries with accumulated jackpots aren’t drawn today; otherwise…” Liu Zixing shook his head, winning a huge lottery would naturally be safer—the money would be clean and easy to handle.

Nonetheless, he went to another lottery shop and bought a bunch of high-prize tickets… just in case he wins.

Liu Zixing once again covered his head with a hat, flagged down a taxi, mentioned a destination, and appeared a bit impatient.

If this luck could continue, he could easily and slowly plan on how to maximize its effect—the problem was, he only had one day, and counting from midnight, he had already wasted over nine hours.

No way…

If the world doesn’t operate normally, what good is all the luck you possess?

Time, time…

I must cherish this little bit of lucky time, heaven knows if I’ll have such good fortune again the next time I bet with that boss, winning a day of luck on the first try—you see, he had to lose four times just to earn a chance to escape that dog pen!

Yet, gambling luck requires staking a month of life in one bet. …

Liu Zixing took a deep breath, his head down like a drowned dog that had just squeezed through a corner hole in a wall, appearing utterly disheveled.

Already in this state… already with nothing, there was nothing left to fear.

I must… win it back! “Here we go, here we go!

Bet big, win big!

Place your bets…”

I want to win it back! … “Hmm…

I won the lottery too.”

In front of the same lottery shop where a certain gentleman had won multiple times, Boss Luo was using a scraper provided by the shop to scratch a lottery ticket.

Having no intention of employing any special means, and despite knowing which ticket held the biggest prize, Luo Qiu only spent five yuan and let the ticket seller randomly select one for him. “Look, ten yuan.” Luo Qiu smiled slightly. “I won the lottery too.”

The maid, Ms.

Ren, was accompanying her master in this scratch card game—on a ticket worth five yuan, winning five yuan meant she got it for free.

The boss redeemed the ten yuan and used it to buy two boxes of lemon tea from the nearby convenience store.

The thoughtful maid inserted a straw for her master before handing it to Luo Qiu.

Having declared to be entirely incompetent in some aspects of life, Boss Luo now felt utterly unburdened.

The most laid-back duo of the club, sipping lemon tea with delight at the street corner of the commercial street, and the maid suddenly remarked: “Master, Liu Zixing has gone to another underground casino… a different one.

It seems he dare not show up at the one he previously owed money to; apparently, he’s trying to maximize this day’s good luck.” “Isn’t it interesting?” Luo Qiu said with a faint smile, “Since he requested a fair gambling environment against me, things have become quite interesting.

To the outsiders, Liu Zixing seems like a wastrel.

But… who would’ve thought he’d use such a method?” “This probably is the gambler’s nature.” You Ye smiled slightly…

The maid had countless examples of families ruined and torn apart due to gambling in her memory. “Anything else?” Sitting on a nearby bench, Luo Qiu played with You Ye’s flawless fingers, smiled, and asked, “Aside from that, is there nothing else?”

You Ye softly said: “It should be… under enormous pressure, his mindset has changed somewhat.”

Fingers twisting together for a moment, Boss Luo let go as if he had just finished appreciating a piece of art, feeling satisfied, “He started to think crazily about how to gamble for his future by betting with me, which naturally required more than simply winning and losing money at a gambling table.” … …

Only two days had passed since obtaining the peculiar black diamond from Liu Zixing.

In these two days, many things happened to Professor Cui Fo too—for instance, back in his home country, his multiple mortgages and properties had been exposed, and his wife and daughter were applying for a temporary freeze on his account with the court—initially suspecting that Professor Cui Fo had encountered some danger abroad, leading to such abnormalities.

But that’s now insignificant; the key is the black diamond is already in hand—through the help of The Book of the Dead, Professor Cui Fo discovered that as long as he held this black diamond, he finally managed to perform a magical operation independently.

Just like how Wang Yuechuan succeeded.

However, fear that this black diamond is merely consumable, its inherent power would someday be entirely exhausted.

Professor Cui Fo was continuing the translation of The Book of the Dead, while Wang Yuechuan was diligently practicing the foundational magic of the manipulation chapter, becoming more and more skillful.

This young body…

The immortality mentioned in the Soul Chapter…

Professor Cui Fo’s eyes flickered with a bizarre gleam.

At this moment, Wang Yuechuan stopped, frowned slightly, and looked coldly at Professor Cui Fo, “What’s up, is there any new discovery?”

What a keen sense!

Professor Cui Fo appeared nonchalant, nodded, and suddenly had an idea, “Wang, I just deciphered a part that is crucial for mastering magical power, I feel we should try it.” “Oh?

Let’s hear it,” Wang Yuechuan nodded, edging closer to Professor Cui Fo.