"Wild waste? The wasteland in the wilderness really lives up to its name."
Everyone at the gambling table laughed, and no one took the limping man seriously. Little did they know that this man, who was called "Wild Waste", was using the rhythm of his lame leg to cover up the earth-shattering storm in his ears. The next second, the dice clock was unveiled, and everyone in the audience was shocked - it was still unclear who the waste was.
"Listen to the sound and identify the location."
"In this round, I will kill them all."
The ghost hands of thousands of people in the past have become gods today by listening to the dice!
In urban gambling, I am the only one who dominates!
