Gacha Table Novels & Stories

Lola do as the master said, old man Gao wakes up, both of them knell to Xiao Wan. Tink! State panel release. Talent : 1 Star Name : Gao (Servant) Age : 50 Level : 1 Class : Z Exp : 0 Strength : 10 Agility : 10 Vitalty : 10 Alchemy : Beginner 1 Skill : Stealthmode, Berserk mode Storage : 5.000 Meter Let's grind some monsters, we will raise our level. His plan actually leaves a seed in this world, so the future has less destruction, minimizes the last battle to fail.

"Miss, this table of yours costs a total of 279,000 dollars." The smile on Gabriel's face could no longer be hidden, but he still calmly admired the rich expression of the woman in front of him.

someone who seemed interested asked. Riza turned around and pointed at the boxes containing the stones before saying, "The stones for betting will be kept inside these boxes. Participants may choose whichever box they want. After that, the box will be opened. It is guaranteed that there is genuine jade among the boxes, but the quality is still unknown. The person who chooses the box gets the first chance to make a guess. After that, everyone else may also make their guesses. Naturally, the minimum wager for this game is one billion."

Aldrin refused and muttered in a low voice “The dragon will burn me to ashes.” Mira giggled as she let him explain the price of the other two. Table stand and chair stand sold for 5 and 4 gold coins. Cost price was set at 50 silver pieces and profit calculated as 4.5 and 3.5; For the table stand, he would pay 2 gold coins and seventy-five silver pieces. For the chair stand, 2 gold coins and twenty-five silver pieces.

Patrick had paid a fortune to enter a high-end club. "Mrs. Walker, clubs like these that require one to pay an arm and a leg to enter have most likely got some sort of dirty business going on in there. Mr. Walker pays several tens of thousands or even up to hundreds of thousands every day he goes there." Josiah looked around warily as he spoke, probably worried that he might meet people he knew. After all, it wasn't nice for one to be seen meeting his superior's wife in private. "Several hundreds of thousands?" I was startled. That was roughly how much Patrick made each year!

"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." The receptionist handed me the copper-colored card. In the top corner of the card, there was a large "Rank F" written. It seemed that it started from Rank F. In the middle section, there were the four pieces of information I had filled out on

One rainy afternoon, Amelia misplaced her journal at the library. It had been a long day — essays due, caffeine crashing, umbrella snapped in the wind. She searched everywhere, frantic. But before panic could bloom fully, someone cleared their throat behind her. Micah. He held the journal out like it was sacred. “I saw it under the table. Thought it might be yours.” She took it. “Thanks… Micah, right?” The moment she said his name, something beamed in his eyes. Not surprise. Not joy. Something deeper. Like hunger.

, pointing towards a machine with a label on the top and the words 'Gacha' written. There was no one around the machine, it was a huge machine slumped over the wall in the corner. They went near the machine and Max was the first one to touch the interface of the machine. Some weird noises came from the machine and a light shot out from it and everyone looked at each other as they didn't know what to do. The machine started to speak, "Scan complete, Max Gunner do you wish to spin your free spin of this year?". "Yes", replied Max slowly looking back at his friends nervously.

he declared, his voice resonating with a mix of confidence and anticipation. Georgina found herself entranced by the scene unfolding before her. It was her first encounter with the game of Poker, and she couldn't help but be captivated by the meticulous arrangement of the table. The dealer expertly positioned the cards, ensuring every detail was in place. A small sign caught her eye, bearing the words "Table minimum bet: five thousand euros." It was a stark reminder of the high stakes involved in this game.

Nobody went smaller in gambling. So she pulled out her car key and slammed it on the table. “A Porsche Panamera. I just bought it, and it cost over a million. So let’s call it one million flat. You in?” I stared at the keys, eyes glinting, and Taylor smirked knowingly. She covered the keys with her hand. “I’m putting up a million dollars. You’ll have to put up something equal in value.” “Earlier, I won half a million grand, and with my house deed added in, that’s about a million. I’m not taking advantage of you.”