Curse The Mainframe! 450 Cleaning The Casino

Lance followed the leader of his team to infiltrate the nearest civilization to them. By shuttle, it only took ten minutes. If they were to walk by foot, however, it would take up to a month.

The place was a lot less technologically advanced than Lance though, and he had to quietly give up many of his ideas.

The team of ten had split up to acquire supplies and information about the place. They were split into pairs, and Lance was paired with the veteran who had given him some advice previously, Andrew.

"Come one, newbie," Andrew said, jerking his head in another direction. "Let's go make some money."

In the middle of the crowded streets, people were walking around hand in hand, some on dates, others just accompanying each other. There were people who were drunk, and people who were sober. 

At this time, it was dipping from evening into the night, and there were more than a few people who had been drinking already at this time.

Andrew slung his arm over the newbie's shoulder, then the two of them staggered around. 

Luckily, while people were disapproving, and they didn't look out of place at all. Even though their clothes didn't exactly fit the natives here, they were plain enough that no one gave them a second glance. They just thought that the man had drunk himself into a stupor while his poor nephew had to take care of him.

Lance's eyes flit around, and Andrew smiled sloppily, singing in a loud but drunkenly broken voice. It sounded like he was just slurring his words and singing nonsense, but to Lance's ears, he was singing a proper song.

It was just that they had to do this for longer as their translation devices studied the language on this small planet.

Finally, it was done, and the translation device gave a few vibrations. However, instead of stopping the drunken act, Andrew instead lurched to the side, and Lance went with him.

Lance looked like a student, and he appeared very weak, so when Andrew used his entire voice, his whole person went together with him.

The two of them crashed into a couple. The couple were dressed relatively well, but they didn't look overly lavish.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! My uncle didn't do it on purpose!"

Lance repeatedly ducked his head in apology, his eyes seemingly filling with tears and he looked completely upset.

The man reared back and looked like he was going to lose his temper, but his hand was gently tugged by the woman next to him.

"Don't do this, dear," she said softly.

"Whatever," the man said, pursing his lips. The couple walked hand in hand as they were walking off.

Andrew laughed foolishly as he pointed at the ground. "You're just going to leeeave without your wallet."

This stopped the couple in their tracks. Sure enough, when they turned around, the wallet that had been on the man had been dropped to the ground. The b.u.mp must have done that.

Or… it could have been the work of thieves. They must have seen that they were quite rich from the way they dressed. His face darkened at this thought.

The man quickly s.n.a.t.c.hed up his wallet again, and his sharp eyes looked at the young man and older man, but they were gone.

"They must have been thieves!" the man hissed in both shock and indignation.

The woman's brows furrowed, and she frowned delicately. "Perhaps your wallet just fell off in the b.u.mp? I'm sure they didn't mean any harm. You should check it first."

"Are you kidding? They clearly disappeared after pointing out my wallet. What else could it be!" As he spoke, he hurriedly checked through his wallet.

Fortunately, there didn't seem to be anything missing. He counted the bills, and they were the correct amount.

The man was confused. Could it be that he really had been mistaken? He scratched his head, feeling a bit guilty, before throwing it to the back of his mind.

"See, everything's fine," she said soothingly.

"You��re right," the man said, holding the woman's hand. He kissed her cheek. "I shouldn't have doubted you."

As they continued walking, the man inwardly thought to himself that he should stop showing off next time. He wasn't rich enough to carry a wallet around like the truly lavish. Who knew what other trouble he might invite? This time, he was lucky that they weren't thieves. He should just stick with his crystal.

Around a corner, Andrew let go of Lance, and he flicked the coin up in the air. The coin sparkled in the light, and he smirked, catching it as it came down. "Okay, let's go."

Lance inwardly raised his eyebrows. Andrew had done that in a very smooth manner, and it was not something that he could do right now.

However, what were they going to do with a single coin?

Andrew caught Lance's doubtful expression. He laughed loudly and thumped Lance on the back. "You must be thinking about why I only took a single coin, right? You wonder why I'm not taking the bills in the wallet instead, right?"

Lance nodded.

"Let's go. I'll show you the best proof."

Lance followed curiously, and they ended up standing in front of a casino.

"A casino?"

Andrew chuckled. "This is the quickest way to make money."

"But will one coin really be enough?"

"It's enough." Andrew gestured in the direction of all the pa.s.ser-by. "Look at them. They're all using some kind of crystal. It should be like how our credits work. But this man was carrying around a wallet. In that case, he's probably acting pretentiously or someone truly rich. In that case, even a single coin should be worth quite an amount."

Lance took in his words and showed an admiring expression, causing Andrew to feel smug.

"Okay, less chitchat. Let's go."

As the two of them walked in, Lance asked, "Do the rest of the team do this as well?"

Andrew shrugged. "There are a lot of different ways to go about getting money, but in my experience, going to a casino is still the quickest. That's because you can rely on your light brain to help you."

Lance was surprised. "The light brain also has this function?"

Andrew laughed. "Not the standard ones, but our scouting team's light brain has this function. It was modified by our captain himself."

"So powerful?"

"Yeah. s.h.i.+lka is the best!"

The casino was a ma.s.s of flas.h.i.+ng lights and sounds. It was bright and colourful, and there were the sounds of clas.h.i.+ng coins.

It made one have the intention of playing along and joining in on the fun.

Andrew took the single coin and went up to the counter, where the person there received the coin. There was a look of concealed disdain in their eyes, but they were still able to see it. They probably thought that they were beggars who were given some money, or that they had stolen it.

But neither Lance nor Andrew cared about that person's opinion.

Andrew threw the single token into the slot machine.

He pulled the handle casually, and it started spinning.

They didn't encounter any trouble at all as they took the small win, taking a few coins.

Andrew handed Lance half the coins. "Let's have a little bet, shall we? The winner is the one who makes the most from the casino before they kick us out."

"Okay!"

Andrew grinned.

Lance took the five coins and headed to a nearby roulette, whereas Andrew headed to the poker table.

Half an hour later, they were seen out of the casino by a manager with a bright smile on their face. Their smile was perfectly courteous, but inwardly, they were putting the two people on the blacklist already.