Now that Daniel had confirmed Charles was indeed a devotee of a god,
he finally understood how the man had managed to enter the abyss so effortlessly.
After all, with a god behind him, something like traversing the abyss was hardly an obstacle.
At the center of the casino, Charles let out a frustrated roar:
"Damn it! Why did I lose again?!"
"One million chips—just like that, gone?!"
At this point, Charles seemed to have fully entered the mindset of a feverish gambler, not even acknowledging Daniel's hand tapping his shoulder.
He just couldn't understand it.
It was supposed to be a 50% chance of winning. So why was he always losing?
Of course, from Daniel's perspective, this was all just surface noise.
In truth, one of Charles' hidden attributes was slowly rising.
[Law of Lucky Conservation: Misfortune accumulates latent luck. The user may activate stored luck at will for a guaranteed favorable outcome.]
So that was it.
