71: Chapter 71 The Allure of Magic

Hearing what the Vending Machine said, Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

He carefully examined the appearance of this ghostly brother before him.

It was square-shaped and definitely not associated with the word "good-looking."

"Doesn't this just mean it looks the same?"

The Vending Machine opposite him heard this and immediately understood.

It even revealed a look of disdain.

It seemed to be very familiar with this kind of situation.

"Oh! I see, your profession is Trickster, kid."

"I reckon one of my colleagues has been scammed by you for items from their Vending Machine, and... you must have only cleared one dungeon."

The Vending Machine raised its eyebrows and laughed, "However... don't expect to get anything from me for free."

"I'll be blunt and tell you, this is a rip-off shop."

"For an item worth 100 horror coins, I'm going to charge 1000 horror coins!"

Chen Mo rested his chin on his hand and thought to himself.

"Could it be that every dungeon actually has a Vending Machine Ghost, but they have different personalities?"

"And... Trickster?"

When he spun the wheel before, Chen Mo had thought there should be more than one hidden profession.

This Trickster must be one of them.

It sounded both cheap and cool, and although Chen Mo couldn't call himself a professional when it came to being a con artist.

He should still be able to handle it.

Greed rose in his heart, and Chen Mo was thinking at this moment.

Could I be both a Magician and a Trickster?

Holding multiple jobs.

However, the Thriller Game had mentioned that everyone could only have one profession, so it was highly likely impossible.

The Vending Machine Ghost before him had a stubborn personality and was not easy to deal with.

Chen Mo only had 500 horror coins left, and the other party required 1000 horror coins to buy a top-tier magic wand.

The money was simply not enough.

But if Chen Mo was going to buy, he wanted to buy the best.

The Vending Machine at No. 18 Hospital liked to study mathematics.

The one before him might also have some unique hobbies.

The theme of this dungeon was magic.

Chen Mo waved his hand, and a fan of 6 playing cards was held in his hand.

Then he said to the Vending Machine in front of him.

"How about I perform a magic trick for you?"

"Oh! You're a Trickster, yet you know how to perform magic?" The Vending Machine became interested.

Chen Mo displayed the 6 playing cards in front of the Vending Machine.

These were three spades and three hearts.

Next, Chen Mo half-squatted on the ground.

He first pulled out a black card and placed it face down on the ground.

Then, he pulled out a red card and placed it on top of the black card.

Then he placed a black one on top of the red card, stacking them crosswise one by one.

"Believe it or not, after flipping them over, the top three will be red, and the bottom three will be black."

The Vending Machine heard this and made a standard audience head-shaking expression.

Then, Chen Mo flipped all 6 cards over at once, revealing them.

It really was the top three red and the bottom three black!

"Damn, you really are a Magician. Can you teach me?" The Vending Machine Ghost showed an expression of admiration and obsession.

Chen Mo smiled slightly and waved his palm.

The 6 black cards instantly floated up and slipped into his sleeve.

He laughed, "Of course you can, but..."

Chen Mo pinched two fingers together and made a rubbing motion.

The Vending Machine Ghost understood immediately.

It voluntarily opened its mouth and spat out a bottle of water of might.

However, when it was about to spit out a magic wand, it suddenly felt something was wrong.

It immediately closed its mouth.

"Wait, that's not right. Have I been tricked by you, kid? You Trickster, don't even think about getting anything for free from me...!"

The Vending Machine Ghost hadn't finished speaking.

Before seeing Chen Mo wave his palm, with a black card standing in his palm.

Chen Mo opened his palms and placed the black card flat between his hands.

Then, as the distance between his hands widened.

The playing card actually floated in mid-air, and flew higher and higher!

It was as if there was magic in Chen Mo's palms!

"Damn! Master, please accept your disciple's bow!" The Vending Machine Ghost said excitedly.

Half an hour later.

Only empty beverage bottles remained on the ground.

Chen Mo was holding a large pile of wizard sets and water of might in his arms.

He returned to the Villa's hall with a smile on his face.

The little girl beside him was biting her finger, looking at Chen Mo with little stars in her eyes.

She asked, "Uncle, you're actually a wizard, right? Those things just now weren't magic tricks at all."

Chen Mo really couldn't spare a hand; he hadn't spent a penny and had gotten half a cabinet of items for free.

"No! That was a magic trick. I'm not a wizard at all."

"I'm actually a Magician."

Chen Mo smiled.

"For the first magic trick, after I finished showing the cards, I secretly swapped the black and red cards that were close to each other."

"I placed the red ones on the very top of the black card pile, and the black ones on the very bottom of the red card pile."

At this time, the 3 cards in the left pile were, from top to bottom: red, red, black.

And the ones on the right were: red, black, black.

First take the first card from the left (red), then take the first card from the right (red), and then it's the left's turn again (red).

The same goes for the black ones.

After flipping them over.

It naturally became the top three cards red and the bottom three cards black.

As for the playing cards flying automatically, of course, it was done by Chen Mo using Threading the Needle.

He utilized the tension of the steel wire and the flexibility of the playing cards.

The little girl's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Wow! That sounds amazing."

"It clearly displayed an incredible phenomenon, just like magic, but in reality, it's something every ordinary person can do."

Chen Mo nodded upon hearing this.

"This is probably the reason why magic is liked by people."

"The shock and admiration expressed are actually a tribute to the magic design and the technique after repeated practice."

"It's completely different from those magic tricks that rely on other people's lives to be performed."

The little girl stopped walking when she reached the door of the Villa.

Chen Mo turned back and asked, "Why did you stop?"

The little girl smiled sweetly and said, "Uncle, I feel like everything you said just now was to trick them."

"I think you will definitely come back, and you will save all of us."

"I have no parents left, and they are the companions I live with. I cannot just abandon them like this."

Chen Mo didn't answer; he turned around.

He cursed, "Then you really are a stupid girl. This place is so dangerous, I will not come back."

"Anyway, the choice is yours; I have no right to interfere."

After saying this, Chen Mo strode out of the Villa's front door.

"Uncle, thank you. Even if you don't come back, I won't change my mind."

"You are not the Trickster it described; you are a good person."

Hearing the sound of rapid footsteps behind him, Chen Mo turned his head slightly.

He saw the little girl wearing a wizard hat, a black cloak, and holding a magic wand, apparently preparing to hide in the Villa.

If the wizard woke up at night to concoct medicine, she was prepared to use her weak magic power to cause some interference for the other party.

Or, directly use herself as bait to trade for others' survival.

"Sigh..."

Chen Mo sighed helplessly and looked at the invisible thread in his hand.

The other end of the thread passed through the little girl's cloak.

When the little girl said she didn't want to leave, Chen Mo had already left Threading the Needle on her body in advance.

If the little girl really encountered danger, as long as Chen Mo pulled hard.

He could pull her out of the Secret Room.