The Curtain Is a Trick, I Use Silver Coins to Anchor the Reality

"Have you ever fought for a hundred dollars?" [Game of wits] + [Crazy criticism of reason] + [Weird world] + [Grand setting] Ash's fingertips were flying, and the strange silver coin with the jackdaw and mist wolf engraved on both sides was tumbling up and down just like his rough mood at the moment. "Don't rush to answer - after all, for normal people, the answer is probably 'no'." He gave a bitter smile: "But I, Ash, a 'rationalist' who doubts that the sun is black and can kill hungry wolves with my teeth, just because I won a hundred dollars from that street kid on the roadside! I only have a whole hundred dollars, my friend!" Because of this hundred yuan, I spent three days that I will never forget: 'On the first day, I gambled with a mysterious man in black robes on the street. When I won, he threw me into another world with his backhand. ' 'The next day, I was on a steel ship called the Stellaris, a ghostly steel ship sailing in the foggy sea. I had a life-threatening trial with a group of ordained executioners, undead scribes and other ghosts and ghosts. I almost failed in the compression corridor. ' 'On the third day, the ghost trial site suddenly exploded, and I was thrown into this desolate world where everything turned to ashes. I met a priest who had a cold temperament but seemed to be naturally stupid. He asked me to take over the last 'fire' of civilization...' No, do I look like a savior?​​ I just want to find that magician, have another gamble, and then go home alive! ! ! (By the way, that silver-haired girl Liya who always looks at me with eyes like stars... Who is she?)​​