I am the God of Technology



Soon, a well dressed server win a suit approached Dante with a smile. His eyes had long scanned Dante form head to toe and lit up, knowing that this was a newbie young master who probably came here alone to play. 

If he could lead him around and make him lose some money while being courteous, he could get a commission from the casino while even receiving tips from the victim himself! Thinking like this, the server chuckled and was very enthusiastic. 

"Hello sir, and welcome to our noble establishment. My name is Denver, and I would like to assist you today." 

Dante looked at Denver, the well-dressed server, with narrowed eyes. He had an idea of exactly what kind of service he could expect from someone like Denver, who was eager to please and potentially gain some extra income. 

Dante decided to play along and see how things would unfold for now. 

"Thank you, Denver. I appreciate your assistance. I'm here to try my luck at the virtual gaming section. Could you point me in the right direction?" Dante asked with a polite smile. 

Denver's eyes lit up with joy. "Of course, sir! The virtual gaming section is just over there. Follow me, and I'll show you the way." 

Oh boy, a customer who wanted to virtual gamble! What a big haul he had raked in this time! 

After all, who didn't know that the casino controlled the algorithm of such machines to always be in their favor? It was literally impossible to win big from virtual machines and those who did were paid agents who would be used for advertisement. 

Dante followed Denver through the bustling casino, taking in the sights and sounds. He noticed the excitement and tension in the air as people won and lost fortunes. The virtual gaming section was filled with rows of slot machines and various virtual games. 

Denver turned to face Dante and bowed slightly. "Here we are, sir. These virtual slot machines are quite popular. You can try your luck and potentially win big. If you need any assistance or have any questions, feel free to let me know." 

Dante nodded and approached one of the virtual slot machines. He took a seat and inserted his credit card to make the deposit, ready to test his 'luck'. Denver remained nearby, watching with anticipation, hoping for a chance to offer 'guidance' or 'suggestions'. 

While the machine connected to his bank through the POS system, Dante received a call from his banking agent. As he was a priority customer due to his high earnings, they were checking to see if it was really him about to gamble. 

Dante affirmed his existence and told the agent to be prepared to lock his account the moment big money came in. While the agent apologized and made some corporate speech about how he couldn't, Dante simply shut him up by saying the agent would get a 3% commission on whatever came in. 

The agent went silent for a long while before acknowledging and ending the call. Dante made sure to speak under his breath so that Denver would not hear. 

"Denver, have you seen many big winners in this section recently?" Dante asked as he looked around to see other harried gamblers behind the virtual machines looking like they were about to go crazy. 

Denver glanced around to see the other customers who had bloodshot eyes with a hint of disdain hidden in his. Such trash had already been captured by their algorithm and would be sucked dry soon. 

Still, he wouldn't show that to Dante as he hyped enthusiastically. "Oh, certainly, sir! We've had some lucky players who hit jackpots and walked away with substantial winnings. The virtual slot machines here are known to be quite generous." 

Denver lied as naturally as breathing. 

Dante raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Interesting. I'll keep that in mind. Let's see if luck is on my side today." 

Soon, the money was charged in and he could start. Dante began playing the virtual slot machine without hacking it yet, focusing on the spinning reels. Denver stood nearby, occasionally offering encouraging words and advice, trying to foster a sense of camaraderie with Dante even as he began to lose money. 

He had input a thousand dollars in and had slot 300 of it in just 2 minutes by making high stakes, risky bets that - in Denver's eyes - showed that Dante was not only a rookie, but was reckless. The perfect customer for him to make a great commission from! 

As Dante played, he observed the patterns and algorithms of the virtual slot machine, utilizing his enhanced AI chip to analyze the game. If Denver had been watching, he might have seen a flash of Psionic light in Dante's eyes as complex calculations flashed through his pupils. 

Dante made use of his 105 SDI in Intelligence to strategically comprehend and quickly calculate the ins and outs that would give him an advantage, allowing him to make calculated bets and increase his chances of winning. 

Dante did not even need to use his AI to hack and control the system at this rate, and he had severely overestimated the capacity of modern casino gambling machines technology wise. Most of them were forcefully kept simple because the bosses did not try the guys who coded the stuff in. 

What if they told their friends and family the secrets and had them come to make bets? As such, he forced them to make it simple for even him to control and changed everything after it was set up. 

Dante won back $3000 in one go and smirked. "Looks like luck is indeed on my side today, Denver. I think I've got a good rhythm going here." 

Denver was stunned and couldn't help but be sour. What dogshit luck! How could this fellow who had no idea about gambling make such money right away? Was this that fabled beginner's luck? 

Denver could only hide his unhappiness and pretend to be excited for Dante. "That's fantastic, sir! Keep it up! Remember, timing and intuition are crucial in these games." 

Dante was speechless. This fellow sure was a good actor and he was determined to play the long game. 

Dante shrugged internally and continued playing, racking up wins and gradually accumulating a considerable amount of dollars. He occasionally engaged in small talk with Denver, asking about other popular games in the casino and the experiences of previous winners. 

Denver's expression grew uglier and uglier with each win. When Dante accumulated $20,000 total in winnings, he suddenly staked a super high risk bet. The payout was 105 times - ironic, Dante knew - which meant he could end up with 2.1 million dollars. 

Denver's heart skipped a beat. He was confident that Dante would lose as their algorithm would switch things up at the last minute with high bets like this, as the casino would never allow themselves to lose this much money at once if they could help it. 

Thinking about how everything Dante gained would be won back, and how desperate he would be to taste that level of wealth again, Denver was relaxed and filled with joy. However, when he saw the big 'you've won' on the screen, his mind went blank. 

The Golden Flower casino was the biggest in the city and dealt with millions of dollars per bet in the VIP areas, and their annual income was in the billions. 2.1 million definitely flagged their system, but their technicians could not find a problem so it was paid out to Dante's bank. 

Once Dante's account was paid into, he received a text from his agent that confirmed that his account was temporarily locked due to suspicious activity. Smiling, Dante took his card out and then stretched casually. 

He turned to Denver, who looked like his soul had been dragged from his body and patted him on the shoulder lightly. 

"Thank you, Denver. Your assistance and company were most appreciated. Without you, your advice, and your time, I would never have won this much money. I sincerely had a great time here." Dante stated with an amiable tone. 

Denver snapped out of his confusion but Dante's word caused him to feel like crying. His commission! His salary! It was going to be deducted! 

Of course, not by too much, just some trash reasons to take away about 1%. However, the money taken wasn't the problem but the hidden warning behind it. 

Denver could only twist his lips into the most unwilling smile and say with barely mustered joy. "It was my pleasure, sir. I'm glad you enjoyed your time. If you ever need anything else or want to explore other games, don't hesitate to visit us again." 

Dante chuckled at the fellow's obvious breakdown and began to leave the virtual machine area. "I'll keep that in mind. Until next time, Denver." 

Denver did not even bother to escort him and rather scurried away to explain to his boss that an evil being had tricked him into following Dante around.