Gacha Table Green Screen Novels & Stories

He reached over and tapped the screen of the main control tablet on the table. Instantly, the giant digital screens on the wall behind him flashed to life. Bright red and green financial graphs appeared, showing the live status of the entire stock market. At the very top of the screen, the name Visser Tech was highlighted in bright red. Next to it, a massive arrow pointed straight down. The numbers were tumbling so fast the screen seemed to blur.

The press members and VVIP buyers swarmed the glass display cases, their tablets and phones buzzing continuously as the private digital purchase links went live across the global network. Victoria stood near the central reception pillar, a glass of mineral water in her hand, watching the secondary media wall. On the screen, the real-time inventory tracker was running. Luxore Rebirth: Master Sales Log Emerald Brooch: 14/50 Units Remaining Sapphire Cuff: 22/50 Units Remaining Emerald Necklace: 09/50 Units Remaining

30… 25… My fingernails dug into my palms. 15… 10… I already knew their game. 2778 always waited until the last dying seconds before swooping in. It was a deliberate taunt. I snarled at the glowing screen, silently wishing their laptop would crash, their Wi-Fi cut out, or they’d spill a fucking drink all over their keyboard. Anything, just once, to ruin their smug little strategy. As expected, the box flashed red. YOU HAVE BEEN OUTBID.

It was a creation technique. Specific personnel behind the counter took charge of assigning and recording all sorts of mission information. Every mission would be updated in real time on the screen. Not long after, Chase noticed everyone was in a queue in front of a small table. They would take something from the table and leave after that. He queued up as well out of curiosity. Fortunately, the queue was not very long. It was his turn very soon. The person in charge was a senior with a cold look on her face. Her hair was tied up high in a ponytail. She looked down at Chase. "A thousand lower-grade Dark and Light Emeralds or a hundred Merits."

Chapter Thirteen Quinn I hate being the center of attention. Why did I agree to this? I can feel everyone’s eyes on me, and my heart gets a little fluttery knowing at least four cameras are trained on us right now. “Ready?” Archer asks, looking into my eyes. His are glimmering, and I think mine are too. I nod, and he puts his hand over mine. I’m supposed to be looking at the camera, smiling and making a point to have a nice photo taken. But I can’t look away from Archer. He guides my hand, going to the pull tab at the top of the box. It rips open, and the cardboard flaps at the top of the box slowly push up and the first balloon pops out.

It instructs me to choose coins until I match three of the same color, then I win the jackpot of that color. Dawn points to the four jackpot options on the very top of the screen. “The least you will win is $149.22,” she points out. My first choice reveals a green coin. Looking up, I see the green jackpot is over nine-hundred-dollars. I’d love that. Next, I uncover a red coin with a matching jackpot of $252.98. I’d be ahead if I won that pot. After that, I reveal a blue coin, and then a green one.

The time. 14-06-97-23-47. The screen flashes green. The temporal key generates, a stream of numbers cascading down the glass. A sixty-second countdown begins, pulsing like a heartbeat. I stare at it. "It works." Gabriel checks his watch. "We leave in twenty minutes." I nod. I try to lock the phone, but my hands are shaking. Fine, high-frequency tremors that I can’t suppress. He sees it. He takes my hands in his. His palms are rough, warm, steady.

As if worried that Caspian still had some concerns, the man in green said, "If you still have doubts, I'll show you something and you'll understand." "Huh? What?" Caspian asked curiously. Since the other party wanted to take the initiative to show off, he naturally would not refuse. At this time, some of the cultivators who had rested before also gathered around, looking very expectant. After everyone stood still, the green-shirted man smiled and waved his arm. Suddenly, more than a dozen neatly arranged tablets appeared in front of the crowd.

On top of it was a small copper-colored card the size of an ATM card. I placed my hand on the transparent plate, which glowed briefly as it did before. "Let me explain a little about the mechanism of this square-shaped transparent plate. It is a magical essence evaluator plate. First, it matches and inserts your magic circuit data into this card, along with the data you provided on the form. This is your guild card, which will be your identity from now on. It cannot be recognized by others because it's registered with your magical essence data and your complete profile. Here you go, this is your card."

He said with a wink. " Get the hell out of here!" I yelled back at him. I heard him chuckle. Mira didn't say anything so I turned to her. And there she was.... All starry eyed while staring at Darren's retreating figure. I don't think she noticed I was beside her. I had to tap the table before she snapped out of her reverie and when she did, it was to blush and bend her head slowly. Okay..... What is up with Mira? .