Meng Xinghe panted heavily, and curled the corners of his lips helplessly: "Sure enough... I'm still too weak now..."

"Don't be too impatient. At least you managed to hold on for two minutes," Xiao Tangqiu tried to encourage Meng Xinghe. "Take your time. Some things can't be rushed..."

Meng Xinghe smiled softly: "Yes, some things can't be rushed..."

Xiao Tangqiu sighed, "So forget about tomorrow's live-action PK? Tang Mianmian, you know that guy has a baby face, but he's incredibly strong. He's a Barbie-like, violent young man. What if he crushes your hand?"

Meng Xinghe smiled and said, "Who says real-life PKs must be about physical prowess?"

Xiao Tangqiu blinked: "...Ah?"

the next day.

"Fuck! I lost again! How could I lose again!"

"I'm willing to accept the loss. Don't bother my boyfriend anymore."

"I don't accept it! One more!"

"Even if you bet a hundred million, you'll still lose."

"I don't accept it! How can you, a vegetative person, play cards so well? Shouldn't a vegetative person who just woke up have a brain and body that looks like it's rusted?!"

Tang Mianmian threw the remaining playing cards in her hand onto the table and suddenly got angry.

Xiao Tangqiu, standing by, was speechless: "You knew that he had just woken up and his mind and body were not in good condition, yet you still challenged him to a PK. Even if you win, it's not a fair victory!"

Tang Mianmian groaned, "I'm just unwilling to accept this!"

Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "Who's crazy?"

Xiao Tangqiu: "Ahem, anyway, it's a best-of-three game. Meng Xinghe won three games in a row. He won." Miaomiao said

"This is impossible! This is unscientific! It's just a game of Landlord! How could I lose to a vegetative person?" Tang Mianmian grabbed her hair and went crazy. She was obviously unwilling to accept losing the game of Landlord to a vegetative person who had just woken up.

Xiao Tangqiu defended Meng Xinghe: "He is no longer in a vegetative state. It has been almost a year since he woke up..."

Tang Mianmian scratched her face. "I checked online yesterday. It seems that many vegetative patients can only lie in bed or wheelchair for the rest of their lives even if they wake up. How could this guy be so full of life so quickly?"

Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This is the power of love."

Tang Mianmian looked conflicted. After a moment, he sighed, "Forget it. I'll just accept you reluctantly... But why are you so good at playing cards?"

Meng Xinghe just smiled and said nothing, with an unfathomable look on his face.

Xiao Tangqiu looked out the window silently, and the conversation between him and Meng Xinghe yesterday emerged in his mind.

"The life of an invincible demon king is quite lonely. When I'm in the real world, to kill time, I often create hundreds of my own versions of myself playing Landlord..."

"Hundreds?"

"One-on-one, half will be eliminated, and then the elimination system will continue, and finally a true champion will be selected."

"Playing cards with yourself? And choosing a champion? That's really enough. Is there a prize for the champion?"

"Of course."

"...There actually is a reward? What is that reward?"

"The reward is... the qualification to meet you."

"Does it make any difference? It's you anyway."

"It makes no difference to you, but it certainly makes a difference to those hundreds of me, because only one of me can go to see you."

"That sounds a bit hard to think about."

"This proves that even if I were split into hundreds of parts, each of me would still love you."

“…I’m getting goosebumps!”

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