Melvin stared at Alexander for a couple of seconds, speechless as his brain processed what he had just heard.It wasn’t like it was an uncommon occurrence for one of the clientele to spend that type of money on a single day of gambling, but the fact that it was someone of Alexander’s age made things a little more shocking. Normally, people who were of Alexander’s age didn’t have that much money to spend and even when they did, it was never their own money they spent. It was usually their family’s money and, because of that, they never spent anything close to a million dollars.For Alexander to do just that left Melvin amazed and the man behind the counter started to chuckle.“That sounds wonderful sir and I wish you the best of luck with that,” Melvin said, and Alexander smirked. “Thank you. I know I’ll be needing every last bit of it”, Alexander replied, and because he was oozing a lot of confidence, Melvin, who for a second had started to think that this was the young multimilliona
Alexander took his right hand to the opened duffle bag and ran his fingers along the uppermost betting chips, causing them to generate clicking sounds as the chips hit one another.Next, he pulled out his left hand from his pocket, took it to the open duffle bag like the other hand, and stuffed both of them into the pool of betting chips. He rummaged around for a second and brought out two different colored betting chips.In his left hand was a purple-colored betting chip and in his right hand was a maroon-colored one.Both had different dollar numerical values on their faces.“Five hundred dollars and a thousand dollars respectively. From what I can see on the surface, I’m guessing that these are the only two types of betting chips in here and there are more of the one on my right than the one on my left”, Alexander said.He had stuffed his hands into the pile of betting chips and fished around because he only saw the two types in his hand and wanted to confirm if there were other va
All the distinguished gentlemen sitting around the poker table looked at each other, skeptically, for a second, then they looked at Alexander and frowned. “Is that how you children of the current generation speak to your elders? No greeting first or bowing heads in respect for the years of experience and wisdom we have gained beyond them all. Just straight up talking the moment you walk up somewhere” Said one of the men by Alexander’s immediate left. Another gentleman chuckled.“I understand your sentiment, Stanley. Sometimes, I catch my grandchildren acting out of terms and disrespecting their elders like this misguided young fellow and I have to constantly put it upon myself to teach them the error of their ways. Seems like this one is lacking when it comes to someone that'll do the same for him and that’s quite unfortunate” said the aged gentleman who was sitting directly opposite to Stanley. Stanley looked at the gentleman and said “I’m sorry to say this, Conroy, but I’ve never
Stanley furrowed his eyebrows. He interlocked his fingers, took them to his chin, and then pointed at the duffle bag.“So that large bag, you’re saying it’s filled with—“ he asked, but was cut short.“With betting chips, that’s right” Alexander replied. Stanley looked at the dealer with a face that asked the man if what Alexander had just said was true and the dealer, who had no doubts after rubbing his palms around the bag and feeling the lumps caused by a cluster of betting chips, nodded.Stanley grunted and then looked at his three friends, and they didn’t have to say anything to communicate their thoughts. He looked back at Alexander and asked “And how much exactly is in there?”Alexander shrugged then stepped forward, tapping the dealer on the shoulder and gesturing that he should move aside.“Sure thing sir,” The dealer said, dropping the one thousand dollar betting chip back into the duffle bag and stepping away from the table so that Alexander could return to where he was or
“Outsmart the dealer, huh?” Alexander placed his hand on his chin, sneaking stares at the dealer beside him as he contemplated the mission he had just received from the system. How was he going to outsmart the dealer? He wondered. He watched Stanley, Conroy, Patrick, and Tim arrange their betting chips, preparing for the new game of poker they were about to play.‘While I think about that, I had better use this time to…’ Alexander thought then, in order to act like he knew how to play the game, he tried copying what they did.He reached into his duffle bag and, with both hands bowled together, brought out as many betting chips as they could contain.He dropped everything on the table in front of him.Normally, the number of chips he brought out wouldn’t have been enough when compared to the number of betting chips each of the aged men had in front of them.However, when it came to value, his was just as much as theirs, so he only needed the amount he had on his side of the table. Bu
[Mr. Alexander Curry has successfully outsmarted the target, Mr. Philip Shey with his clever riddle.][Because the only requirement for succeeding in the mission has been met, the skill possession process shall now be initiated][Scanning all of Mr. Philip Shey’s possessed skills][fifteen skills identified][Click YES or NO if Mr. Alexander Curry would like to see the list of all fifteen skills]Alexander grunted.‘Fifteen skills are quite a lot. System, out of the fifteen skills, which ones are casino games based?’[Checking][Result: 5 unique skills]‘Hmm. Five unique skills are quite impressive, but I can only copy one.’Alexander contemplated for a short second then his next question came to mindHe asked, ‘System, what are these five unique skills?’[Skill 1: Card shuffling][Skill 2: Sleight of hand][Skill 3: Game rules memorization][Skill 4: Card counting and Memorization][Skill 5:***]Before the system could finish listing out all the unique skills that the dealer had, an i
Going clockwise and starting from Alexander, the dealer dealt two face-down cards in front of all the players, and then he returned to where he used to stand, between Alexander and Conroy.Since Alexander and Stanley had done their parts in the small and big blind bets respectively, the next to take action was Patrick, who had two options.He could fold, which means giving up, or he could keep playing. Now, to keep playing, he had two options. Either he calls, which meant matching the bet of one thousand dollars that Alexander had made and Stanley had matched, or he Raises by betting nothing less than double the amount of Stanley’s bet.That meant he had to bet nothing less than two thousand dollars and, moving forward, everyone had to either match or raise that amount.His action, however, depended on the combination of the faced-down cards he was dealt, so, Patrick covered them and checked. What he didn’t know was that no matter how much he hid what his face-down cards were, Alexande
Staring at the aged man and knowing how well his two cards combined with the community cards, Alexander made a little comparison in his head between the three of them that remained, and he knew who was at the bottom of the totem pole.At the back of his mind, he knew that things could change once the last card that the dealer would place with the rest of the community cards was revealed, but for now, Alexander could see who the winner was going to be. He waited for Tim to make his decision and as he expected, the aged man who had it in for him refused to back down.Tim matched his bet of sixteen thousand dollars because he wanted to make sure Alexander lost, even if it meant betting recklessly.Alexander chuckled discretely, then he followed everyone to look at Conroy, waiting for what decision the man was going to make.Conroy stared at the four community cards at the center of the poker table for some seconds, then once again, he covered his two cards with his hand and checked them.