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Chapter 3 Christmas Night(2/2)

"Well! I would be happy to do it if I have time."

The guests also greeted the girl one after another.

Obviously, her popularity is not low.

Because she is not only the newly appointed captain of the infantry team, but also the only [Date] host in the town.

Betrothal - in short, it is an invisible object with special magic. By signing a contract with it, you can use the corresponding special magic.

It exists like a plug-in.

There are not many books on dating in the small town. Like most people in the town, I think it is not necessary to spend too much energy to understand such a distant thing - although I have more energy.
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The number of betrothal couples distributed in different places varies, and areas with a larger number of betrothed couples are often more developed.

Due to the invisibility of a Dating Partner, the only way to become a Dating Host is to wait for the Dating Partner to actively establish a contract with oneself.

...This shows how earth-shattering the appearance of a mate host is in a backward town like ours.

Right now, the destined host is looking for a seat.

Thousand Paper Cranes...if I remember correctly, that's the name...

"If I remember correctly, you are Mr. Gu Lao, right? Can I sit here?"

She came near me.

"Well, please."

She sat down and I looked at her with curiosity.

The guard is usually very busy, and today must be the first time I meet her... But what's the matter with this vague feeling of familiarity?

"I have often heard about you. Are you really immortal?"

"Hmm."

"It's such an honor to meet you in person. I've always wanted to have a good chat with you."

"I'm not hard to see."

As expected of a commander of the guard army, he also carries a businesslike and polite tone in his daily speech.

My assumption was quickly verified. Before I finished dinner, we just chatted about a few indifferent topics.

After the meal, I was about to leave, and Qian Zhihe seemed to be planning to say goodbye, so we got up together.

The kitchen had turned off the fire, and the manager hung a "Closed" sign at the door of the restaurant and then left.

There are still many customers in the restaurant. They gather in a circle and don’t know what they are doing.

Full of the comfort of having a free meal, I walked slowly towards the door, but was stopped midway:

"Hey, Mr. Gu, are you interested in playing?"

"Well..."

I came closer and saw homemade temporary chips placed on the large table surrounded by the guests.

I understand.

"What to bet on?"

"Bet on how this restaurant's business will be in the future. This side is 'good', this side is 'bad'... Oh! Miss He, why don't you come and play too? It's a rare opportunity!"

Qianzhihe blinked when his name was called, and then joined happily.

"One chip has ten dimensions."

...actually blatantly gambling in the store.

"How about it? Give it a try? Think of it as a blessing ceremony for the store manager."

Well, it is indeed an unusual blessing ceremony, and it is in line with the customs of the small town.

I glanced at the bets on the table - so far, a lot of chips have been placed on the side that represents the restaurant's future business prosperity, which is in sharp contrast to the emptiness on the other side.

"I vote here."

Qian Zhihe did not hesitate to become a member of the group that supports "good".

"Then I also..."

The stakes are not big, I just want to show my feelings.

That's what I was thinking...

[The probability of restaurants closing down recently is 87%]

A message appeared in my mind, and my words stopped abruptly due to hesitation.

The source of the message is my only remaining plug-in - a thing called "divine eye" that can predict probabilities.

It’s just...it’s not just the probability of knowing what I want to know.

This ability is not activated under my control, but will convey information like this to me from time to time.

As for the content of the information...mostly it won't be of much help to me.

So, in one sentence - it’s a dispensable thing.

At this moment, my plug-in told me that the restaurant would most likely go bankrupt in the near future.

Going bankrupt... Betting on "bad" means making a fortune, I——

"I'll vote here too."

After a brief pause, I put my chips on "good".

"Hey~~ Then I can't gamble, it's really boring~~"

I heard someone making fun of me.

But when I raised my eyes, I found that everyone had a look of "Sure enough," with smiles hidden in the corners of their eyes.

No one placed a "bad" bet, so the bet ultimately failed.

Why is this unfolding? The reason I said early on——
Chapter completed!
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