After Zhao Xun died, the key was absorbed by Chu Chu and Ma Jiaojiao, who were closest to the place of his death.
Yes, Ma Jiaojiao did nothing, yet she still received a portion of the "money".
Chu Chu: "...No, this works?"
Hao Zhangwen said without changing his expression:
"It is reasonable for a wife to have the right to inherit her deceased husband's property."
"Damn it," Chu Chu said.
"Fatty, you're dead meat!!" Zhao Xun started looking for any props on his person.
The love and hate entanglements here prompted Lu Yibei to scoff, "Oh dear, who sends things as soon as they leave the house?"
Then he urged Chen Wei, "Squad leader, hit her! The game is like a battlefield; once you're on the battlefield, there's no room for sentimentality. If you don't hit her soon, she'll get the crown!"
He was instructing Chen Wei to beat Wang Jue severely.
This kind of game is all about sabotaging each other. If you treat each other differently because of things like love or friendship outside the game, then it loses all its fun.
Chen Wei glanced at his props and ultimately decided to give up.
But he stated righteously: "It has nothing to do with personal feelings, but rather that these 'props' are strategic reserves that must be used only when the time is right."
Lu Yibei was disappointed and frustrated:
"You're spineless. Hey, hey, Ji Qingqian! What are you trying to do!"
He had just finished teaching Chen Wei a lesson when the female warrior Ji, who had followed behind, pulled out a shotgun from his character and showed that the bullet trajectory was already aimed at him.
"Abei, games are like battlefields. Once you're on the battlefield, there's no room for sentimentality."
Ji Qingqian's calm and stern voice reached Lu Yibei's ears. Before making her move, she paused and whispered, "Good night."
One shot.
Blood splattered everywhere.
…
"They're here."
Zhao Xun coldly stared at Lu Yibei, who had appeared at the same respawn point: "You say no one dies right at the start of the game?"
Lu Yibei remained silent.
Boomerangs are truly both powerful and reliable.
"no the same."
He calmly analyzed, "I was killed by Qing Qian. You know how good your father is at games. Dying at her hands isn't shameful. But it would be a bit ridiculous for you to die at Chu Chu's hands."
Chu Chu smiled and said, "Senior Lu, here's a little-known fact. You and Senior Sun weren't having a private chat; I could hear you—"
Lu Yibei fell silent again:
Is it possible that this was actually meant for you?
Before Chu Chu could even cry out, Zhao Xun calmly said:
"Then I'd better be careful not to die at your hands, otherwise I'll really be a disgrace to Siberia."
"Hey, Sun'er, what do you mean?!" Lu Yibei asked anxiously.
You can say he's bad, but to say he's worse than Chu Chu is a bit of nonsense.
"Senior Sun is right—just because of what you said, let's form an alliance from now on!" Chu Chu said domineeringly.
Lu Yibei guessed that she was patting her flat chest as she spoke.
Zhao Xun wanted to say yes.
But that's bullshit.
“I will never forget who killed me this time,” he said coldly.
One round of dice rolls.
Next up is game time.
A Chu Chu upstart, and a novice Chen Wei.
Ha, even Lu Yibei could easily come in last place in a game that requires quick reflexes and fast hand speed under these circumstances.
The second to last is Chu Chu.
Chen Wei is third from the bottom.
Lu Yibei: "Class monitor, are you sure this is your first time playing?"
Chu Chu: "Really?"
Chen Wei remained modest: "Really, that's why I'm really bad at it."
Lu Yibei nodded, and Chu Chu also seemed to be pondering something as she murmured.
Then, the two who had just been at odds over the murder of their fathers immediately united against a common enemy for the sake of the veteran player's reputation.
"Get him!!"
…
They played games until late at night.
Finally…
Who won in the end?
Never mind, it's not important anymore.
What matters is not winning or losing, but this age where you can stay up all night as you please.
And at this age, you have a group of friends who can stay up all night playing games with you.
What we desire is not victory, but this precious youth and friendship.
—From the above passage, we can conclude that...
—It is definitely not Lu Yibei who is number one.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have said that.
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