Chapter 45 Monopoly【VIP】
549.
It’s the weekly game day again!
Last week, we played Werewolf together. It was a riot of intrigue, deception, and bloodshed. Liu Jin, the host, possessed a unique ability to create illusions, creating a truly immersive experience. Everyone argued with reason, their IQs high, and they exposed dirty laundry, exploited everyone's weaknesses, and slaughtered countless people, leaving Xiaolong trembling.
In the end, Kashan stabbed herself to ensure Tim's safe landing, penetrated deep into the civilian population to replace Feifei's prophet, deceived Ao Tinghan's medicine and Dick's protection, and led Mia and me to victory!
Today the other girls went to Barbara's place to play a script-killing game. Mia, Feifei, Xiao Bo Ke and Liu Jin also wanted to play with them, so I was left behind by Dick who shouted that "it would be fair only if there were a same number of people."
550.
"You traitors." I looked resentfully at the ones who ran away with Barbara and the others.
Mia patted my shoulder and said sincerely, "Next time, for sure."
Next time? Next time they'll go find Barbara!
"Does playing with us make you so sad?" Jason raised an eyebrow.
"Don't be ridiculous, Jason." I patted his shoulder.
"Be more confident. Of course, my younger brother can't compare with my younger sister!" I smiled brightly and gave him a thumbs up.
He raised his little finger with disdain.
Alas, my younger brother has grown up and entered his rebellious period, which really makes me sad.
551.
"So what are we going to play tonight?"
I looked at the people and animals sitting or lying in the playroom.
Dick clapped his hands and looked around. "How's Monopoly?"
"I've played this game many times. It's boring." Jason said lazily.
Tim was curled up peacefully on the lazy sofa, looking up slightly: "Yes, I got a formation disk from a fellow disciple some time ago. It can automatically identify the space and then expand the scanning range..."
"Uh...speak human language."
"To put it simply, it's a real-life version of Monopoly. Do you want to play?" Tim thought for a while and summed it up in one sentence.
We looked at each other.
"Play!"
552.
"Now, let's talk about the rules." Tim handed everyone a long instruction sheet. "Because this is a live-action version, the rules are relatively flexible. For example, you can choose the tolls you want to charge for the property you purchase, and two people on the same grid can engage in Mortal Kombat, etc."
Jason was reading the instructions carefully. "So if the dice roll a certain spot, we'll be teleported to a specific location?"
"Yes."
Dick thought for a moment, then suddenly revealed a smile full of evil amusement: "How about some additional punishment?"
"for example?"
"For example, if you land on a bad event grid, in addition to carrying out that event, you also have to let others draw faces at will."
"That sounds stupid." Damian raised an eyebrow.
"Or teleport to the 'prison' and not be able to speak for ten minutes after you come out." Tim added thoughtfully.
"The loser gives the winner a free hand, working like a slave for a week." Jason lazily leaned back on the sofa, his lips curled up. "How's that? Exciting enough, right?"
"Okay!" I clapped my hands excitedly, "Afu, please prepare the paint for dinner!"
Ah Fu stood at the kitchen door, looking at us. He slowly put down the towel in his hand and said thoughtfully, "Will someone play the game to the point of destroying the entire manor this time?"
"Don't worry, we won't," Dick replied with a grin. "At most we'll tear down one wall."
Ah Fu looked at him wordlessly, walked silently to the basement, and placed the medicine box in a conspicuous place.
553.
The array plate connected to Tim's information database and assigned each person their own passive effect.
Dick's passive skill is "Flying Grayson".
- If the dice roll is an odd number, you can move an additional 1/2 of the distance (rounded up). If someone steps on your property, you can choose to convert the toll into a personal item from them (redeemable within 24 hours).
Jason's passive skill is "Aesthetics of Violence".
- Every time you pass through someone else's property, there's a 30% chance of forcibly demolishing a Level 1 building on that plot (costing $200 in demolition fees). During your stay in prison, you can incite a prison guard to defect and earn $100 per minute.
Tim's passive skill is "Capital Hacker".
- Every three rounds, 10% of the funds will be automatically deducted from the player with the lowest bank account. While at the "Starting Point," you can hack into the system, copy a random player's property, and split the tolls for the round with them.
Damian's passive skill is "Arrogant Bloodline".
- Once every three turns, if you stare at any player for 10 seconds while purchasing real estate, they must pay 20% of the land's value as an "aesthetic tax." After obtaining the Katana, the toll increases by an additional 20%.
My passive skills.
- Every time a toll is collected, there is a 50% chance to trigger "Big Sister". For every three connected plots you own, you can summon "Big Sister". The toll will increase by an additional 20%.
Fine
- After each roll of the dice, you can use "Sprint" to move an additional 1-3 squares ($50 per square). There is a 20% chance that the building level of the round-robin plot will automatically be reduced.
Ao Tinghan's passive skill is "The Servant's Code".
- All transactions can now be deducted by 50% using secret information. When holding a "Kitchen District" plot, each service property will automatically increase in value by 15%.
The game also automatically adds some special mechanisms:
- When Dick and Jason are on adjacent plots, the "Brothers' War" event is triggered: both sides must have a pillow fight to decide the winner, and the loser will go to jail for two rounds.
- After Jingjing initiates "Sprint Race", if the destination is Jason's property, an underground racing duel will be forced to start, and 30% of the loser's properties will be destroyed.
- After Tim stays at the "starting point" for three consecutive turns, he can tamper with the dice results of any player (except himself) within three turns. However, the value of properties passing by Damian during these three turns will increase by 20%.
554.
The game officially begins.
Our "chessboard" is the entire Wayne Manor. The array board activates all the arrays to automatically arrange themselves. The dice are built-in dice. The results are absolutely random and do not affect the feel of the physical throwing (a bit outrageous but we are used to it).
"I'll go first!" Dick eagerly grabbed the dice and threw it up -
“6!”
The teleportation array under his feet lit up and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.
The next second, his voice came from the communicator: "Hey, I'm in the living room!"
Tim glanced down at the screen. "That's the '100,000 gold coins' box. Congratulations."
Dick put his hands on his hips proudly: "See, I am the lucky one——"
"Okay, continue." Jason twisted his wrist, grabbed the dice and threw it -
“4.”
Tim looked up at the screen with a strange expression. "Jason, you stepped on 'charitable donation'."
"What?"
"Half of your starting capital will be deducted and donated to the Gotham Orphanage."
Jason: “…”
"Hahahahahahaha!" Dick laughed breathlessly into the communicator. "Jason, think on the bright side. At least your money went to charity instead of being robbed by someone else."
"Get out!"
555.
Tim rolled a 3 and bought a plot of land in the corridor, taking some of Jason's gold coins.
Damian rolled a 5, and the event popped up: "Negotiations for a high-value real estate business failed, your assets decreased by 5%." The little boy's face suddenly turned dark.
Jingjing rolled a 1, but activated his passive ability and went to Jason's position. He couldn't wait to have an underground racing duel with Jason, and Jason, who was holding his breath and didn't start, won.
Ao Tinghan rolled a 6 and won 100,000 yuan, just like Dick.
I rolled a 4 and bought a plot of land.
556.
The rest of the game went very smoothly - everyone had a bright and wonderful future.
Tim accidentally stepped on the "prison" and was teleported to a teleportation point near Dick after he came out. He couldn't say a word for ten minutes and was teased by Dick with all kinds of words during that time.
Dick rolled the dice and got "property tax", and had a huge sum of money deducted from him. He was so heartbroken that he jumped onto the chandelier and howled. Jason sarcastically commented that he was like an unevolved monkey.
Jason had drawn the "Chef Training" slot and was to help Alfred in the kitchen prepare dinner until the next round. I sincerely prayed he wouldn't give Tim, who had eaten most of his fortune, food poisoning.
Damian hit various event slots along the way, obtaining blade oil, a scabbard, a tassel... but not a blade. He angrily spewed venom at everyone except for the Jingjing who was slowly wagging his tail nearby, because he was playing with us in his original form.
Jingjing rushed forward, destroyed everything, and bought real estate along the way. We all thought that given his relentless pursuit of everything, he would be the first one among us to go bankrupt, but he strangely managed to maintain a balance between income and expenditure. We miscalculated.
Ao Tinghan was keen on striking secret deals with us to save on tolls. I didn't realize until today that he had so much information. There was even a video of Jason coming home and greeting his lamp, plants, and chair. He even named each of his little possessions! He's so adorable!
And I...
I stepped on the 'Pool Surprise' grid, which rewarded me with a whole new set of wet experiences, but at the cost of halving my action power for three turns.
Then I was transported directly to the lake at Wayne Manor.
Isn't this a reward? I say, isn't it all a price?
557.
"Ms. Leona." Ah Fu's unhurried voice came from the communicator, "Excuse me, would you like a towel and ginger tea?"
I lay on the water, not using my spiritual power to block the current or condense a protective shield, but letting myself drift like a fallen leaf.
"I'm fine, Alfu. This is actually quite a novel experience. I'll dry myself off when I get ashore." I paused and said, "Tim, our lake is quite deep. To prevent someone from drowning, let's change the teleportation point to our swimming pool next time."
"Got it." Tim tried hard not to laugh.
No one thought that the people I was talking about were themselves, they all firmly believed that they were others.
558.
Another round of bloodless fighting began. Everyone had their own territory and power. Because of the inflation of tolls caused by building construction, the prices of everything became high.
It's Jason's turn to roll the dice.
“5.”
The teleportation array under his feet lit up and disappeared from the spot.
"Where am I?" His voice came from the communicator.
Tim looked down and gave a strange smile: "Uh... you stepped on the 'Mysterious Destiny' square."
"What's the meaning?"
"You must follow the instructions we give you until the next round."
Dick's eyes lit up, "Then I want him to act like a spoiled brat to Bruce!"
There was dead silence on the communicator.
"What did you say?" Jason's voice trembled slightly.
"Being cute to Bruce," Dick repeated seriously, "use actions, like pulling your sleeves and saying 'Daddy~' or something like that."
"Great!" I clapped and cheered. "That's it!"
"A childish game..." Damian started to speak, but after seeing my threatening smile through the screen projection, he corrected himself. "But, it still has some merits."
"I support Xiaolin!" Ao Tinghan wagged his tail.
"Come on, Jason! Show them the passion and courage that you usually show when racing with me! Let them see the bond between you and Bruce! Oh oh oh oh oh - I feel like I'm about to burn up!" Jingjing pawed his hooves, his blood boiling.
“…”
"Are you crazy?"
"Rules of the game." Tim gave a wicked grin and quickly began assembling his PDA. "You can't go back on your word."
Deep breathing sounds came from the communicator. After several seconds, Jason gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait."
559.
Two minutes later, at the study door.
Bruce was correcting documents when he noticed someone approaching. He looked up and saw Jason standing at the door of the study with a stiff face and a wandering gaze.
"Something?" Bruce raised his eyebrows and said calmly.
I bet he knows everything but won't tell.
Jason slowly walked up to him, took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed Bruce's sleeve.
He muttered in a low, almost inaudible voice: "...Dad——"
Bruce put down the documents, crossed his hands on the table, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "What did you say, Jason?"
Jason's face flushed instantly: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Bruce raised an eyebrow, "You were the one who came to me."
On the other end of the communicator, everyone was using their own methods to peek into the scene in the study.
"Say it again, little wings!" Dick shouted into the communicator. "Your voice just now was too soft, Bruce didn't hear it at all! So it doesn't count. Say it with a tilde!"
Jason's voice came from the communicator, cold to the bone: "Dick Grayson, you are dead."
Bruce looked at Jason and smiled slightly: "I am always willing to listen to everything you have to say, Jason, you can take your time."
Bruce touched Jason's head tenderly. Jason looked at Bruce with a blank expression for a moment, and Bruce opened his arms to him.
"Want a hug, Jason? I thought you might want to tell me something privately."
560.
The communicator fell silent for a moment.
"Dick!" After a moment of confusion, Tim quickly identified the culprit. "Look at what a ridiculous challenge you proposed. Now, we've become the joke instead of the joke."
"Can you blame me? How could I have thought that Bruce would be in such a good mood today?" Dick defended himself loudly.
Damian was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "This game does have its merits. Let's do the next challenge with this as well."
The little boy is three squares away from the "Mysterious Destiny" square, and he has a prop card in his hand that can determine the number of the dice.
"What are you doing?! We are here to laugh at Jason, not to let Bruce reward him!"
I said with a twisted expression, "What do you mean? I get this kind of treatment every day, okay? It makes me want Bruce's head pats and hugs so badly. Haha, that's funny. I'm not envious at all, okay? It's really funny. I was just kidding. You guys are really pretending!"
"Xiao Lin, I can also give you a head pat and a hug!"
"Go away!"
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