I Transmigrated Into a Villain and All the Heroines in This Novel Have Systems?

Chapter 55:

Lin Chuan sat back in front of the slot machine and turned to look at Ning Wenrou. “How much should I bet this time?”

“Bet less,” she suggested.

Deep down, Ning Wenrou hoped he would stop gambling altogether.

But since he insisted on playing, all she could do was urge him to be cautious.

Lin Chuan nodded. “Alright, I’ll bet a small amount. Let’s go with thirty thousand.”

With that, he directly inserted thirty thousand worth of chips into the slot machine.

Ning Wenrou was speechless.

Why did he even bother asking for her opinion?

If he wasn’t going to listen, what was the point?

Lin Chuan glanced at the staff member. “What do you think I should bet on this time?”

“I… I wouldn’t dare say. If you lose, I can’t take the blame,” the staff member quickly waved his hands.

“It’s fine, just say anything. I won’t blame you if I lose,” Lin Chuan insisted.

The staff member had no choice but to randomly suggest, “Banana.”

“Alright, let’s go with banana,” Lin Chuan said, placing all thirty thousand on the banana symbol.

Then, he pressed the start button.

As the music played, the screen’s spinning lights flickered rapidly.

Moments later, the speed slowed down until it finally stopped—on the watermelon symbol.

“Ah, I lost!”

Some nearby gamblers watching Lin Chuan play shook their heads regretfully.

He had just won eighty thousand, and now, in a single round, he lost thirty thousand.

Ning Wenrou sighed.

So, it was just dumb luck earlier. He was already losing it all back.

Lin Chuan, however, was unfazed. “It’s fine. Winning and losing are part of the game.”

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the staff member’s face—where a brief smirk of satisfaction had flashed.

“Looks like I shouldn’t listen to you next time. I should trust my own instincts,” Lin Chuan joked.

The staff member quickly put on a polite smile. “Yes, yes. You have much better luck. I won’t give any more suggestions.”

But in his heart, he was sneering.

He had just secretly adjusted the slot machine’s difficulty to the highest level.

Even if Lin Chuan had the luck of a god, there was no way he would win again.

Lin Chuan looked at his remaining fifty thousand in chips. “Forget it, let’s go all in.”

Ning Wenrou panicked and grabbed his hand. “Master, maybe you should think about this? That’s fifty thousand!”

To her, that was a massive amount of money.

Lin Chuan had just lost thirty thousand in one go—if he lost again, he’d lose everything he had won.

Lin Chuan shrugged indifferently. “It was free money anyway. So what if I lose it all? Right?”

He directed the question at the staff member.

The staff member smiled noncommittally. “With your luck, you might not lose.”

“Good answer! If I win this round, I’ll tip you a thousand,” Lin Chuan said before Ning Wenrou could stop him.

He pushed all fifty thousand in chips into the slot machine.

Ning Wenrou was so frustrated she didn’t even want to talk anymore.

This guy was just too stubborn.

In casinos, people like him were the ones who lost the worst.

Hmph, if you won’t listen to your little maid, you’ll regret it!

Lin Chuan turned to her. “What do you think I should bet on this time?”

“I don’t dare say. If you lose, you’ll blame me,” Ning Wenrou refused to get involved.

“Just pick one. I won’t hold it against you,” Lin Chuan reassured her.

Ning Wenrou hesitated, then casually pointed at the orange symbol. “This one looks nice.”

The surrounding gamblers fell silent.

Who chooses a slot machine bet based on what looks nice?

This master-and-servant pair was bizarre.

“Alright, then I’ll pick orange,” Lin Chuan declared without hesitation.

“Wait a second—”

Ning Wenrou suddenly doubted her choice and tried to stop him.

But it was too late. Lin Chuan had already placed the bet.

Ning Wenrou was on the verge of tears. “I was just saying it looked nice! You actually bet on it?”

“It’s just fifty thousand. If I lose, I lose. No big deal.”

Lin Chuan locked in all his points on orange.

The spectators watching him play shook their heads.

Most people spread their bets across multiple symbols to minimize risk.

But Lin Chuan?

He went all in on one.

If he won, he’d make a fortune.

But if he lost, he’d lose everything.

Lin Chuan ignored their opinions, pressed the start button, and watched the screen light up again.

He turned to the staff member with a smirk. “What do you think? Will I win this time?”

The staff member had nothing left to say. He just nodded stiffly. “I think you might.”

But deep down, he was laughing.

With the difficulty maxed out, the chances of winning were zero.

But then—

Something unbelievable happened.

The slot machine made a mechanical sound: “20x MULTIPLIER!”

An exciting victory tune played from the speakers.

“Shhhhhh…”

Nearby gamblers who had been playing cards all turned their heads.

On Lin Chuan’s slot machine screen, the score flashed: 9999 points.

That was the highest possible score.

Lin Chuan had just hit the jackpot.

His total winnings amounted to 999,000 yuan—nearly a million.

The entire casino fell silent.

Then—

“Holy sh*t! He won a million in one go? That’s insane!”

“That’s some god-tier luck! I’ve never seen anyone hit the jackpot before!”

“Damn, twenty times the payout? He just made a fortune!”

“Wait… this guy isn’t a casino insider, is he? If it’s just luck, then it’s absolutely ridiculous!”

As the commotion grew louder, more and more gamblers gathered around, crowding the area.

Even the staff member was completely stunned.

He had set the machine to the highest difficulty—how the hell did this guy hit the jackpot?

Panicking, he patted his pocket.

The remote control was still there.

That meant no one had tampered with the machine.

Then how did this happen?!

His mind went blank.

Lin Chuan turned to him with a smile. “You were right. I actually won big this time.”

As he spoke, he pressed the cash-out button.

Then—

“Clink, clink, clink—”

A torrent of casino chips poured out of the slot machine, like a thunderstorm of wealth.

The sound was music to Lin Chuan’s ears.

The money itself didn’t matter much to him.

What mattered was the thrill of winning.

After all, he had already cracked the casino’s tricks.

He knew the staff member had a remote control to adjust the slot machine’s difficulty.

After his third win, the staff secretly increased the difficulty to impossible levels.

No matter who played, they would lose.

So Lin Chuan had pretended to leave.

Then, when the staff member let his guard down, he stole the remote control.

To make it look natural, he deliberately lost one round.

Then, he secretly lowered the difficulty, returned the remote, and—

Boom.

One million yuan, just like that.