"Yes, yes, I'm not lying. If you don't do it this way, what will I do in future dungeons? Without this card, how can I compete with others? I want to survive, so you gave me a chance."
Liang Fengzhi couldn't understand why Shehe was so fixated on the fact that she had lied, but she understood the implication in Shi Zhe's words. As long as she didn't think that way, she should just tell Shehe that she hadn't lied.
"Survival isn't just talk. If you want me to take good care of those snakes, I need to have some resources. This card is just like that. A chef needs ingredients to make a Manchu Han Imperial Feast. With this skill card, I have the initial resources."
"Sister Liang is right. There are many ways to scam points. You just intercepted this card from the system in advance. You are not the beneficiary, and no scammer would do that. Don't you agree?"
Shi Jinzhe and Liang Fengzhi chatted aimlessly for a while, and Shehe nodded speechlessly.
Oh well, what's done is done, no need to dwell on it.
If we keep arguing with these two, who knows what other nonsense they might spout.
Back in the room, Sheh went straight to bed. Shi Jin bent his fingers and tapped his forehead. "Did you sleep a little too much?"
Shekh lay down, put his hands behind his back and tugged at his clothes: "My waist is a little itchy."
"You just killed Xiao Zheng and Yan Taixu, so the instance probably thinks you've gone to extremes again."
"So annoying..."
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The sun climbed to its highest point and then set. The fourth day passed peacefully without needing to decipher anything or being disturbed by any other terrifying factors.
In the evening, the fuzzy broadcast started again.
[Please...the twenty-six...players, meet...in the...second-floor restaurant...during dinner time.]
"What's it this time? It's not going to be another quiz, is it?"
"Who knows? Hopefully they won't come."
"It's okay to answer the questions. I hope none of the remaining people got into trouble because of the questions. Don't worry too much."
"Huh? The restaurant isn't preparing dinner today? Why is there nothing in the kitchen?"
"No food?"
The two short words drew everyone's attention. The girl in the green hoodie, who was the first to check the kitchen every day, came out and said, "Really nothing. It's completely empty. There aren't even any ingredients."
"...Could it be that the time hasn't come yet?"
The girl in the green hoodie denied it, saying, "It's already ten minutes later than a few days ago."
"No way..."
"Hopefully, we won't go without food for the next three days."
"Who's talking nonsense? Shut up, or else... Ah!" The player suddenly covered his ears as a piercing electric shock pierced his brain, making his head buzz.
The loudspeaker emitted a high-decibel noise that echoed sharply in the restaurant, and within seconds, everyone felt dizzy from the sound.
Above the dining table, twenty-six envelopes floated down and were placed on the tables in front of each person.
[Please... players... within one minute... write down the name of... the person you... most... like... besides your partner, and the one you'd like to team up with...]
"…………"
Twenty-six faces displayed identical expressions: speechless, angry, and irritable.
Don't make your intention to sow discord too obvious with this question.
After that day's questioning, they understood that they could not make assumptions in advance, and they had to answer the questions asked, which meant that everyone had to write down a name.
Twenty-six names appeared above our heads, and Gao Fei coldly scoffed, "You can't even find this many vengeful NPCs in an online game lobby."
Players team up to clear dungeons, and most of them don't have romantic feelings for each other. The suggestion itself isn't difficult, but the problem is that the players don't care, while the dungeons do.
Once a name is written down, the instance can use this as a basis to determine if a player has cheated.
Personality can influence how one dies; there are many ways to die from infidelity.
How vicious must one be to come up with such a question...
Lin Xian was full of resentment: "They just want more players to die, don't they?"
Liang Fengzhi: "Perhaps."
Shi Jinzhe said, "The four of us will write each other's names. I'll choose Sister Liang, and Lin Xian will write Shehe. We're not sure what the game is trying to do. If writing this name leads to a team swap, you guys can trust me."
Please... place the letter with your name written on it... into the envelope... The result will not be announced, players... do not need to worry.
“You can’t believe it even more now.” Shekh took out a pen from the envelope and handed it to Lin Xian. “Write it yourself. I can’t write.”
"..." Lin Xian obediently took it, wrote her name carefully, and put it into Shekh's envelope.
Shi Jinzhe and Liang Fengzhi did the same thing: they wrote their own names and then put them in each other's envelopes.
Watching Shekh sign her name smoothly, Lin Xian quietly asked, "Does this count as exploiting a bug?"
The four illiterate men, who couldn't write, exchanged glances. Shekh replied, "Who knows?"
Inside the restaurant, the players from different groups whispered among themselves.
Gao Fei touched the paper with her pen and discussed with Shi Yan, "You write that, I'll write this. I really like that girl."
Shi Yan glanced at Shi Jinzhe's head and said, "I thought you would choose to write something impressive."
“If they weren’t a real couple, maybe I would write about it, but this situation is inappropriate. It’s not that I’m particularly moral, it’s just that this storyline feels very strange to me. Don’t you think this question is quite targeted at these two?”
Gao Fei looked up and unexpectedly met the gaze of the girl in the green hoodie.
The girl blinked and shook the pen, pointing it at herself.
Gao Fei raised an eyebrow and smiled at her, conveying an affirmative look, before continuing to speak to Shi Yan:
"High-level players are safe, so there will definitely be a lot of people writing down Shi Jinzhe and Shehe's names. This stupid broadcast is just stirring up trouble. What if they do something weird like switching teams after everyone has written down their names? Anyway, based on the rumors I've heard, these two won't want to be separated. If they don't want to be separated, then the people who chose them are in danger."
If the broadcaster were to actually do this, it would certainly resort to coercive measures to force a couple who do not want to be separated to agree.
Shi Jinzhe and Shehe are capable of protecting themselves and fighting back, but other players may not be.
After all, while advanced players represent safety, it also means they are more dangerous than others.
She and Shi Yan are equally capable, so there's no need for them to get close in this situation; it's best for them to stay away from danger.
"Yes, it's definitely more appropriate to avoid it that way."
Shi Yan wrote down the name of the girl in the green hoodie and put the card into the envelope.
Shekh, who had finished writing his name early, didn't look at the envelope. Instead, his gaze drifted to Gao Fei and the other person before he subtly looked away.
Seeing that Shi Jinzhe was drinking water, she reached under the table and lightly tapped his leg six times.
The one-minute countdown ended, the letter closed, and slowly floated into the air.
The envelopes, scattered in the air, were suddenly torn to shreds without warning.
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