Going up
I followed the voice and saw a fat man in a Hawaii t-shirt. Morbidly obese, but that was a common sight in the good old USA. What surprised me was that the stool was still standing firm and not bending. They must have spent a fortune in each one of those.
That makes sense, they need to consider this type of people. If I was his size and my stool bent I would be so mad or ashamed that I couldn't go back to the casino.
Anyway, I continued eating while hearing his mocking and laugh, No use to eat more quickly or stop eating because of some mockery. First thing is me, next are the others. If you let them bother you, they will continue bothering you, like that Old fucking Toad. I already learned my lesson from him.
So after I finished eating I calmly walked up the table of the fat Hawaii t-shirt guy. I sat down in the last available seat and stacked my $10k of chips in front of me.
The Hawaii bastard said "Hey, you are in no luck rookie, with Big Daddy here you won't be able to eat for free anymore, that's for sure! Haha" Some people looked at me with somewhat pity eyes but I stoic said "It seems like you already eat all the food of this people and you still are not full? Maybe you are already banned from the buffet?"
Complete silence, even the dealer stopped cleaning the table for the next game.
Big Daddy hit the table really hard while shouting like mad "I DARE YOU TO PLAY HERE WITH THIS DADDY! I WILL MAKE YOU BE ONE OF THE BEGGARS ACROSS THE STREET!"
He continued shouting while smashing the table, I think he couldn't go down off the stool so easily because of his size. If not maybe he would try to hit me, even if that happened I had my
Good thing that he couldn't get up or he could have delayed my plans. Next time I should just shut up and let stupid people be stupid.
After a couple of friends of him calmed him down, the dealer could finally begin my first game in the intermediate poker tables.
I learned from my past mistakes. I stood straight at the stool, checked my cards to keep appearance and then started to check the others players cards. I had an excellent poker face now, why? Because if you already know what cards are going to play you genuinely don't be surprised anymore. Also, the black sunglasses really helped me to check other people cards while they don't notice my gaze.
I focused again on Big Daddy and tried to read his expression to keep training my poker skills while I subconsciously activated
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I then remember that I had a quest for using that skill 100 times, technically I needed to use it 96 more times. I mentally counted in my head and there were more than enough people to complete the quest discreetly moving my head around while playing.
So I began to play like a wolf looking for blood, bleeding them dry while simultaneously activating
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Jesus people with gambling addiction don't live much, who would have guessed it?
After my 96th time using it after using it on Big Daddy a big blue screen popped up in front of my face.
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I checked my [Stats] and read the description of the 2 things that changed:
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Cool cool, this would be a good tool to use while I use
Maybe you are wondering where Big Daddy is? He's still on the table with me, but he already borrowed around $50k from his friends and kept losing it to me.
I didn't make him lose too much because of my fear of making him flee with rage after losing too much, I just make him just enough to maintain his anger with me and making him do stupid decisions like making an All-In the moment he borrowed $15k from a friend.
In my defense is a mystery why such an easy target didn't get squizzed for all his money years ago. Maybe my ability to see through cards is a factor here? I don't know, I want to think that it was my perfect poker face that I was training to the max!
Going back to the topic after only 4 hours of gambling I was almost $100k richer. I stopped after 4 hours to let new people in and make my new "presentation" again. So I went to the buffet, went to my room, showered and changed my clothes. Packed all my things on my travel bag and went downstairs.
I went to the lobby of the hotel and upgraded my current room to a suite room, with better security and cameras on the door of the room.
It was expensive, $1000 a night. But I was worth it, now I have almost $100k in cash and I couldn't go to the bank yet. I needed to keep the flow of money coming and going.
After I moved to my suit with a great view, I shuffle all my little clothes to the fancy wardrobe and went up to the 2nd floor again. Wearing the same hoodie and glasses.
This thing is starting to smell, maybe later I need to buy a perfume or a couple of this exact same hoodie to use it constantly.
Anyway I wasn't the stinkiest person there. Obese people tend to sweat a lot really fast, and some Indian guys smell like strong curry all the time. I'm not being racist, that's the way that the real world works.
I sat down and began my second round of the day and the busiest time of the day. The Friday night of the casino was insane. A lot of playboy teens walked and used a lot of money to impress the ladies, courteously giving me all of their money. I was hunting them like I was smelling the sweet sweet smell of free money. I wasn't the only one, where these naive players went, a lot of veterans were discretely tailing them. A couple of them grumble when I approached them by telling me to be a bloodsucker and leave something for them.
I didn't care about relationships on this level though, not use to have a gamble addict friend who only can spare $10k or so. Haha it's funny, yesterday I was pawning my driver licence for $50 and now I have over $100k.
I smiled and continued playing through that Friday night.