My name was Mark Wahlberg, and when I was alive, in fact, I had two very different identities, both openly and covertly.

On the surface, I'm an honest and hard-working high school math teacher in Carson Township, Nevada, USA.

But in reality, every weekend, I would be in the form of a well-known Las Vegas gambler, sweeping from casino to casino.

In my opinion, learning math well, although it may make you look a little homely on the surface, it can at least help you realize your dream of becoming rich overnight to a certain extent.

I'll never forget the first time I was taken into the casino by my colleagues.

In fact, Carson Town is not far from Las Vegas, and it only takes 1 and a half hours to drive by car.

But before that, I was really biased on some psychological level, and I never went in or out of that place.

However, when I had almost lost a month's worth of wages, I was finally able to determine that I belonged here.

Two months after that, I drove back to the casino in Svegas on my own.

Only this time, I won a full $10,000 — by the way, I could have won more, but when I won $10,000, I said to myself, "Mark, be patient."

Do you know?

In fact, gambling is not a game that can be won by fighting luck, but the sum of probability, technique and psychological game, and it is a wrestling between people at the intellectual and psychological level.

As a math teacher, my classes may seem a little boring, but as a good gambler, I'm undoubtedly a natural leader and genius in the industry.

I love mathematics and am proficient in "econometric analysis", so this makes me especially good at playing the card game "21".

I'm calm and know how to judge the situation, so I know exactly when I should stud and when, I should take the initiative to lose some "chips" in exchange for saving my space.

You can probably all guess what happened next.

For the next 3 years, I started hanging out at the casinos in Las Vegas every weekend.

I deliberately controlled my win rate and always kept it in a range where I lost less and won more, but it didn't seem exaggerated.

I change the list of casinos I go to every weekend so as not to attract the attention of some interested people.

But even so, I made $10 million in gambling in the past three years.

My parents may not know that I was already a millionaire in 2012.

But I'm still teaching in high school in a low-key way, I'm still doing my job, and I'm still driving my old broken Honda.

Although the money was legitimate, and it was after-tax income, I didn't use it to improve my life, but let it sit in my bank account and eat dust.

Because I really can't think of anything I need to spend money on.

Until, I met "her".

She had blue eyes as pure as the starry sky, and soft, slightly curly blonde hair.

That night, she wore a well-cut black evening gown, and her occasionally exposed back curves resembled a languid Persian cat.

She sat across from me at the table, and before we could make eye contact, she would give me a sexy and charming smile.

I thought it was an invitation, and I gladly accepted it.

Her luck didn't seem to be very good that night, and she always looked like she had more losses and fewer wins.

However, just when she was in a state of interest and wanted to leave, I found an excuse that seemed lame to me, took the opportunity to change to the vacant seat next to her, and started a conversation with her.

I didn't know what to do, but after chatting, I found out, oh my God, we are actually from New Jersey!

After that, the more we talked, the more speculative we became, and she embraced my "guidance" and quickly turned the "loss" around the table......

I could see that she trusted me and never asked me "why I did this", and I read something shiny in the way she looked at me, which people called "worship......

When the chips of the two of us had grown up as high as a hill, we were all excited, excited like a child—she was dancing with excitement, and I was standing on the stool yelling.

We don't care about the strange stares that other gamblers throw at us, because we only have each other in our eyes.

At that moment, I never felt that gambling was such a happy thing.

That night, we won a lot of money together, and I felt like we were like thieves "ransacking" the entire Las Vegas casino.

What the? You say that I once set a "bottom line" for myself? Oh, the bottom line!

In the end, when we filled the bed of a five-star hotel with the money we had won together, everything else became logical......

The nights in Las Vegas are always crazy, so crazy that when people wake up in the morning, they feel a wave of regret and chicken feathers.

But I won't, because I'm hopelessly in love with her.

But when I expressed my love for her to her, I still saw surprise and hesitation in her eyes.

The next thing I heard her say to me, "Oh my God, Mark, we've only known each other for one night!" I thought, if you really want to have a good relationship with me, then you should at least start by getting to know each other, right? ”

I read her words, and I thought, this is an invitation, and I gladly accepted it again.

So, in the following contact, I gradually learned that "Catherine" is a senior white-collar worker in an Internet finance company in Silicon Valley, and her business scope is mainly engaged in trust funds, personal financial investment management, etc.

The reason why she has recently returned to a place like the casino to relieve her boredom is because she has encountered some insurmountable obstacles in her work - she and one of her colleagues are competing for a position at the top of the company, but it is clear that she is currently on a losing track.

She never asked me to do anything, she said she didn't want me to be involved, she said work is work, life is life, she doesn't want to mix the two.

But I still took a tough stance and offered to invest my 10 million in their company's trust fund.

I told her that the money was idle in the bank account anyway, and I could make a small profit for you to invest, which is called "win-win".

In fact, I didn't think about it at the time, she would roll up the money and run away, but first, I don't think she would give up my "chicken that lays golden eggs" for this mere $10 million, and secondly, because I am confident that even if she rolls up the money and runs away, I will be able to earn him 10 million in another 3 years.

However, what I didn't expect was that the money disappeared the second month after it was deposited into a specific account in their company.

Until now, I don't know if the name "Catherine" is her real name.

She left, leaving me with only a string of "codes" that I would need to crack for the rest of my life.

She was a mystery, and I still can't figure out why she left me without warning.

However, with her departure, my life also began to go downhill.

On the 38th day of her departure, just as I was about to get complascent and return to the casino, I was told that I had been blacklisted from all the casinos in Las Vegas.

And they have joined forces to boycott me, banning me from entering any casino, participating in any gambling activity, not even playing slot machines.

So, I was "unemployed" again, and I became the ordinary teacher again.

But it wasn't until this time that I realized that it's one thing to have 10 million in your bank account and you don't want to spend it, but it's another thing if you don't have that 10 million in your bank account at all.

I found that I was tired of earning only a few thousand dollars a month, and if the departure of "Catherine" made my heart like a knife, then I had become bored without "gambling".

So, I began to participate in some illegal and underground gambling activities gradually, step by step, but underground gambling is not as good as regular casinos, setting up bureaus and selling thousands of dollars is commonplace, and sometimes even personal safety cannot be guaranteed.

My thought at the time was that when I had saved up enough, I would try my luck at some of the legitimate casinos overseas.

But I didn't expect fate to play a joke on me again - when I finally saved up enough of my expected principal in an underground gamble, I was stabbed to death in a dark alley by a group of 16 or 7-year-old thugs for tens of thousands of dollars.

When I opened my eyes again, I was told by a guy dressed as a priest that I had a chance to do it all over again.

For this kind of profitable thing, I naturally accepted the other party's invitation without thinking.

After that, I was reborn as a Danish soldier named "Axel" and gained a series of superpowers called the "Masonic Templar Assassin Deck".

And by harnessing these supernatural abilities, I feel like I've regained the feeling of being in a Las Vegas casino, the feeling of being able to control everything.

It is conceivable that the mysterious priest must have invested a lot of money under my "bargaining chip".

This time, however, I lost the bet, and it was a losing loss.

I never expected someone to be able to see through the "hidden" effect of "Shadow Escape—Deadly Stealth", and I never expected that someone's sword would be faster than a "Templar Assassin".

Anyway, when my head hit the ground at this moment, I thought about it a lot.

I thought about the children I had brought up in Carson for a few years, I thought about how my elderly parents were doing in New Jersey, and whether "Catherine" had returned to her family as a good wife and mother, or if she was on the way to another scam......

However, there will be an end to everything, and I'll stop here......

At the same time, inside the banquet hall of the gods.

The mysterious man in the priest's robe, who had been sitting alone and quietly in the corner, stood up equally quietly after confirming the fact that the object of his bet was dead, and pushed open the door alone without any of the gods greeting him, walked out of the banquet hall, and let the wind and snow swallow his figure.

The three gods who remained in the banquet hall began to look at each other after a brief silence.

They never imagined that in this "trial copy", two "candidates" of God who are inextricably linked to Christianity, would be kicked out first.

You must know that in this revolution called "T.O.C", which is dominated by the Christian mythological system, the "candidates" to which their Christianity belongs have a strong invisible advantage.

"How do you feel that the two eliminated players in front of you are a little taken for granted?"

In the end, it was the Norse man who looked like a Viking who broke the silence and asked such a question.

"No, now that we're watching this reality show from God's point of view, of course you think they're taking it for granted."

"But if you can empathize, you will find that for this group of 'candidates' who lived in that reinforced concrete modern city one day ago, the discomfort brought about by this identity change will naturally affect their judgment and action, and then some 'take it for granted' situations will actually be understandable, and they can only be blamed for their poor adaptability to the environment."

The Asian woman, known as "Miss Doom", took over the topic of Nordic men and slowly analyzed.

I saw that the corners of her mouth were upturned, looking very pleasant.

"Okay, eliminated is eliminated, no matter how much you say, there's no point in saying more, next, let's continue to watch the 'reality show', now this show, it really makes me look forward to it more and more......"

said that the woman who looked quite curious also "happily" received such a sentence.

So, the three of them turned their heads again and turned their gaze back to the big screen in front of them......