Chapter 197 Life is meaningless

The island remained silent on the other end, not responding immediately, but Ji Wanqing could imagine his slightly furrowed brows.

Ji Wanqing felt a slight tingling sensation on her scalp. These two men were exchanging blows from afar, and she had become the center of the storm.

She took a deep breath, put on a business-like smile that was both helpless and amused, and said in a lighthearted, teasing tone.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on with you guys? Why are you all suddenly vying to treat me to dinner? My mom's definitely going to scold me if she finds out, like I can eat anything!"

She first defused the awkwardness with self-deprecation, then changed the subject and gave a balanced response that kept the initiative in her own hands.

"However, since you two are so kind, I'll thank you on behalf of my mother! Once she's feeling better and has more energy, I'll see what she thinks. If she's willing to go out then, I'll arrange a time with you again, okay? Of course, I'll have to treat you next time; I can't always let you spend money."

Her words, without agreeing to either side on the spot or offending anyone, perfectly resolved the current dilemma, demonstrating both generosity and tact.

The finish line chuckled softly, seemingly quite satisfied with the answer: "Okay, then I'll wait for your message."

However, this would be somewhat unfair to the isolated island, so she continued.

"There's no need to waste Brother Lonely Island's wish card on such a trivial matter. Let's think of another one?"

Lonely Island's tone softened, regaining its usual gentleness, "Well, then how about wishing for a sunny day and preparing a dance for the next live stream?"

With so many people listening, if he tries to arrange another meal, it will inevitably be disrupted again. Anyway, there are plenty of opportunities to arrange a meal, so there's no need to keep insisting on it in the live stream.

He made a wish that everyone could accept, and Ji Wanqing agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, there's a dance I haven't performed for everyone yet. Let me practice it a bit more, and I'll perform it during the next live stream."

"Looking forward to it!" the fans shouted happily.

The comments were full of things like "Looking forward to it" and "Awesome, Lonely Island Bro".

Ji Wanqing took out paper and pen again, muttering, "Let's draw again this time and change a few more rules."

"Is there any prize involved?" another fan asked.

“Yes, it’s possible.” Ji Wanqing paused for a moment, then nodded.

"How about we play Truth or Dare instead?" Starlight suggested.

"You've fallen in love with Truth or Dare, haven't you? Didn't you get enough of it last time?" Biefei immediately chimed in.

Ji Wanqing chuckled, "Okay, I think this is a good suggestion, but this time we'll stipulate that you have to win a chicken dinner to count, to make it a little more difficult."

"Fine, whatever you say," Biefei muttered.

"Wait for me to draw lots!" Ji Wanqing wrote on the slip of paper, then scrambled it all up and looked at the camera. "I'll draw Brother Lonely Island first!"

She picked up one of the slips of paper from a wad of paper, glanced at it, and then showed it to the camera.

"In this game, after each gun you use causes a knockdown or elimination, you must immediately switch to a different gun!"

[Sunny is really something else; does this mean the whole team has to carry different guns for him as spares on this deserted island?]

[Not only that, everyone has their own preferred gun, so the island leader can't use his favorite gun with peace of mind.]

[The first one is already this harsh; I'm even more eager to see the rules to come.]

The island readily replied, "No problem."

"Second place." Ji Wanqing continued drawing slips of paper, "Brother Qingye."

"In this game, you must recite a poem with deep emotion for each player you knock down or eliminate in the all-microphone."

Qingye: "..."

The voice message was filled with laughter, both loud and soft.

[A shooting game modified into a recitation contest?]

[I want to see Kiyono recite poetry to Biebao.]

The scene was too beautiful for me to bear.

Kiyono remained silent for a full five seconds before responding with difficulty in his deep voice.

"……Can."

[Ahhh, my anticipation is off the charts!]

[The e-sports poet is coming soon!]

This is even worse than not being able to use a sniper rifle! Social death!

"Third one, Brother Blank!" Ji Wanqing continued, "In this game, you can only use pistols and melee weapons."

[So sad, this is terrible! Hahaha, last time it was a crossbow, this time it's a pistol and a weapon.]

[Don't say anything, I feel sorry for Blank.]

“Fourth, don’t bark, big brother!” Ji Wanqing looked at his ID and pulled out a slip of paper. “In this game, starting from the second safe zone, you must dance next to the enemy’s loot box every time you successfully eliminate an enemy.”

"Hahahaha." Starlight laughed mercilessly. "But why start from the second safe zone refresh?"

"If it starts in the first safe zone, he'll probably be sent out immediately after killing one person." The rich woman imagined the scene of Barking dancing in front of countless people while he was firing at them.

“Okay.” Biefei practically spat out the word through gritted teeth.

"Then, Brother of the End," Ji Wanqing continued reading, "in this game, you need to parachute alone, far away from your teammates, until the third safe zone refreshes before you can reunite."

[6. Ah, this kind of tricky rule is something I couldn't come up with even if I racked my brains.]

[The 4v4 format has been turned into one-on-one battles; it's truly a test of skill.]

There was a two-second silence at the finish line, then a signal: "Okay."

"My turn, my turn!" Starlight said impatiently. "I hope all the bad luck is gone and I'm left with the simplest one."

Ji Wanqing knew exactly what the last note said, and chuckled when she heard Xingguang's words. "You're right, this one is indeed the simplest."

"Wow, sister, read it quickly!" Xingguang urged even more urgently upon hearing Ji Wanqing's words.

Ji Wanqing unfolded the note and announced to everyone, "In this game, you must keep all your microphones on the whole time, and you cannot mute, remain silent, or fail to communicate with your teammates."

This also means that as long as everyone nearby can hear him speak, including tactical discussions.

"Aaaaaah!" Starlight felt like he was going crazy. "Does that mean I've become a walking radio station?!"

[Star Announcers Now Available!]

[Feeling sorry for the little star for a second, then laughing out loud!]

[How can this not be simple? There are no restrictions on game controls; it just requires turning on the microphone.]

My wife is so cunning, I'm scared.

All the new restrictions have been announced, making it even more outrageous and dramatic than the previous game.

The live stream chat was in stitches, with everyone eagerly anticipating the performances of the top streamers.

"Alright! The new restricted training match, let's begin!" Ji Wanqing smiled and clicked start, the map was randomly set to an island.

While the teams were discussing where to jump, everyone heard the sound of starlight in their headphones.

"You've marked it."

"Okay, sure."

"Then let's jump here."

The others also turned on everyone's microphones and teased, "Hey, Starlight, where are you jumping? Tell us!"

"Damn it! Shut up!" Starlight's tone wasn't fierce, but rather one of utter despair.