"For a month? Wouldn't I starve to death then!?" Squirrel screamed, but he smiled immediately after. "Thankfully, I don't gamble. Neither do I know how to, nor is there anyone for me to gamble with."
"I don't believe you. You must have gambled before. Also, I didn't gamble either, yet no one believes me!" Salted Fish was already in a terrible mood, so he felt even unhappier when he heard Squirrel's words. Had he gambled? He hadn't! A nice research project had somehow turned into gambling… More importantly, he felt pissed when he thought about what Fangzheng had said to him on their way back.
"Salted Fish, do you know what you should do having watched such videos and having made This Penniless Monk watch them?"
