There were few vehicles passing by the city lord's residence, so the three of them had to move forward on foot.
Wen Shi saves the most effort. Anyway, he is now in the state of a black cat, so the other two can take turns leading him forward.
Xiaohua shook her head: "If we were to choose the best gigolo in the Golden City, you..."
On my shoulder, a black cat opened its big, innocent eyes, its inky fur darker than the night.
"…" You win, who told you that you have the capital to live off others?
While others are walking at night, Wen Shi has other things to do.
He took out a plum blossom bud from his backpack. The bud stuck to his triangular ear. Wen Shi shook his ears, caught it with his paws, and said, "I want to place a bet."
The bud instantly became illusory. The moment it vanished, a similar bud slowly blossomed in Wen Shi's mind. He closed his eyes and saw a small scale. "Game" was written in red on one end, and a black aura lingering on the other, representing the Lord of Terror.
Wen Shi used his consciousness to control the flowers and carefully placed them on the tray belonging to the Lord of Terror.
The dark tray is mixed with a single bit of bright colors, which makes it look particularly harmonious.
At this moment, Wen Shi had an indescribable sense of relief. It had nothing to do with completing the bet. Ever since Boss Mei's bet, the feeling of being under the game's surveillance for a long time had become very weak. He didn't know where Boss Mei came from and why he was so powerful.
After completing the bet, the small scale in Wen Shi's mind quickly disappeared.
"As long as Shadow is there as a bargaining chip, the Lord of Terror still has a chance of reviving." A trace of worry surged in Black Cat's eyes. "I just don't know if Jian Qingrong will be affected by the death of his original body."
Xiaohua: "I don't think so... You don't have to worry too much. There's a very good chance that there's a trace of the Lord of Terror's soul in the chips, so the main body won't be truly destroyed."
The man and the cat were seriously discussing the plot based on the victory of the game. Li Nan did not join in the performance and focused on the rental.
Twenty minutes later, a passing car finally came and the three of them successfully got back to the casino.
The Meijin Casino was even more lively than when they left. The sounds of various dice rolling gathered together, and to the gamblers' ears, it was more beautiful than a symphony.
Wen Shi walked into the elevator without stopping, thinking seriously about how to earn the remaining 100 million. The time a player can stay in the Golden City is limited. Once this time limit is exceeded, he can never leave the city again.
[1], [2]... As the floors climbed higher and higher, and they were about to reach the floor where Wen Shi lived, Xiao Hua suddenly changed the topic of discussion and said quietly, "Don't make the same mistake as it did."
bite!
The sound of the elevator door opening overlapped with the last few words.
Xiaohua didn't live on this floor, but she still came down to see him to the door. Wen Shi stood on her shoulder, opened the guest room door, and fell into deep thought.
"See you tomorrow." Xiaohua left with her ponytail swinging.
With the help of the cabinet, Wen Shi jumped onto the bed in a few seconds.
He knew Xiaohua's words were a reminder to him not to treat things like a game, habitually ignoring emotional factors and always focusing on winning. Wen Shi also knew that in some things, he took an undue evasive approach, such as his long-standing attitude towards Jian Qingrong: proactively provoking, not refusing, and not taking responsibility.
Dealing with the crisis-ridden copy was already exhausting. Wen Shi didn't want to think deeply about the meaning of Jian Qingrong's 100% favorability, let alone think about why he treated him differently from others.
Now this issue has been brought to the fore.
Whether it is the severed eyeball or the shadow, both have inherited the strong emotions from the original body, which cannot be easily defined by just a word of friend.
On the soft big bed, the black cat lay motionless in a dark corner, with its head drooping and ears drooping, completely unable to sleep.
Wen Shi did not summon the demon.
The demon's reluctance to reveal his true identity meant that, like the city lord, he too had a role to play. If he were to reveal his true identity himself, it would be detrimental to both parties. Before the gambling game began, the fewer times they met, the better.
On the other side, Xiaohua helped close the door and walked back into the elevator.
She pretended to be Xizi holding her heart and said: "I am really not a human being to make a kitten upset."
When Xiaohua straightened up again, she calmly pressed the elevator button. If she wanted to completely avoid Yugi's suspicion, she needed to be careful about every aspect of her actions.
No player enjoys games. From Pei Wenwei's perspective, knowing they'll win, even if they try to hide their true emotions, they'll still feel a little unhappy. Based on my observations on the way back, the cat might appear to be acting worried, but in reality, its tail is already poised to rise to the sky.
This cannot be blamed on Wen Shi. He has been secretly targeted by the game several times. Thinking that You Fushang was about to suffer a big loss, it was already very decent of him not to set off firecrackers.
In order to make Wen Shi immersed in the acting, Xiaohua brought up the emotional issues that always cause trouble to people in the world.
Confusion, insomnia, loss of appetite... I believe that when this information is captured by the game, it will not give rise to unnecessary doubts.
Xiaohua's strategy was very effective. When she appeared again the next day when it was warm, she had two big dark circles under her eyes.
It was easy to find a seat in the casino lounge area during this time. Wen Shi walked over with sleepiness in his eyes and said "Good morning".
"Would you like to take the order?" Xiaohua asked him.
Wen Shi shook his head.
Ever since successfully protecting the city lord, the smartphone has been flooded with requests daily. The most valuable one offered two million yuan for a week's protection. It would be impossible to raise the full one hundred million yuan within the time limit just by accepting these requests.
Glancing at Li Nan, who had already started his early shift, Wen Shi gradually came up with an idea: "With President Li's observation skills, I think he already has a basic understanding of the gamblers who often come here."
Li Nan definitely has an idea of which customer has a wealthy family and who is more generous.
Xiaohua raised an eyebrow: "What evil idea are you thinking of?"
"There are no restrictions on lending in the Golden City, let alone in the casino," Wen Shi ordered a cup of coffee. "Some gamblers have bad luck that night, and few are willing to leave halfway through the game. At this time, they need new capital. For those with affluent families, they can definitely pay it back in a day or even several days."
Xiaohua: "What if I can't pay it back?"
Wen Shi smiled: "Then I'll have to trouble you to come and collect the debt."
It is only natural to pay back debts.
As Li Nan said, this short story has a high mortality rate, but it is still unpopular. This is because players here can make money through some common means, and the game will not create any obstacles, so there is not much to watch.
It's time for him to steady himself.
Xiao Hua despised Li Nan, but she couldn't escape the fate of sharing the same fate. After thinking for a while, she said, "Why not just transfer the money to Li Nan, give him the commission, and then let Li Nan lend it out."
The two exchanged glances. Wen Shi lowered his head, took a sip of coffee to refresh himself, and then asked a soul-searching question: "Could he have used all his money to invest in stocks?"
Xiaohua thought it was very likely. After a moment's silence, both parties said in unison, "Whatever."
Whatever happens, as long as you can make money.
There weren't many customers at the moment, and Li Nan was helping to tidy up the gambling table. After hearing the two's request, he calmly agreed: "Okay."
After solving a big problem, Wen Shi saw that it was still early and there was nothing to do, so he called A Yu and asked if he wanted to go shopping.
"Do you want to see the Golden City under the City Lord's rule?" Xiaohua, who was listening nearby, emphasized the word "City Lord" and said, "Ah, it's love."
"…"
This one sentence directly caused Wen Shi to become worried again, and he began to try to sort out the tangled emotions.
After making sure that he was staying in the game, Xiaohua nodded with satisfaction. Since he could cheat the game and figure out his personal problems at the same time, why not?
Wen Shi was thinking and waiting for A Yu to come down when he heard a voice unexpectedly:
"Shall we leave now?"
Ayu did not appear from the elevator, but from behind. Wen Shi's sleepiness was almost scared away, and he stood up and nodded.
The climate in the city is hot, but the sun is rarely seen. The golden patterns on Ayu's mysterious robe glow faintly.
"I've settled the little ghosts," A Yu mentioned Pei Hongxin's condition, "His spirit is about to collapse."
Mixed in with a bunch of ghosts, he wants to die but dares not to die, and has to pretend to be the same kind at all times. The key is that he will never wait for an adopter. Under the multiple tortures, even if Pei Hongxin has a strong willpower, it is difficult to withstand it.
Wen Shi said calmly: "He deserves it."
Passing by a luxury store, Ayu walked in. This store specializes in selling some expensive skin care products.
She pointed to one of the small porcelain bottles, and the salesperson helped her take it out. "You have a good eye. This product just arrived today, and it always sells out quickly."
Wen Shi had heard the same rhetoric too many times and didn't take it seriously. He had previously saved several tens of thousands of yuan for himself and planned to pay it directly.
A Yu sniffed it gently and said, "This thing is really good." He looked at the manufacturer. Two square characters were printed on the bottom of the porcelain bottle: "Dachang."
Wen Shi, who was halfway through paying, turned around, took the bottle and stared at it for several seconds. There was not only the manufacturer's name, but also a registered trademark, which was a black cat head.
"..." Wen Shi's eyes almost popped out of his head. No wonder such a big company could become profitable so quickly.
The demon had him trade his bodyguard and assassin jobs against each other, but he and the city lord were also secretly trading blows. One was supporting the premiere to promote the demon, while the other was using the city lord to make a fortune. Every physical slice was not wasted.
"Son, this cat looks a bit like you." Ayu likes the packaging design of the porcelain bottle very much. The bottle cap is made of cat ears.
Wen Shi whispered, "Don't mention the cat, the factory is all mine."
A Yu looked over with a little surprise, and after making sure he wasn't joking, she asked, "Aren't you very wealthy then?"
Wen Shi stood there in a daze after hearing this. Something occurred to him and he hurriedly said, "Wait a minute."
After paying the bill, he used his mobile phone to search for the location. There were all kinds of stores on the commercial street. Not long after crossing the road, Wen Shi successfully entered a bank.
Wen Shi walked straight to the counter without any hesitation. He originally wanted to show his electronic ID card, but his hand stopped in mid-air.
The teller asked into the phone, "Sir, how can I help you?"
Wen Shi put his phone away and took out the thank-you letter from the patient. "There's something wrong with my electronic ID. Can I use something else to prove my identity?"
He handed over the letter in his hand.
At the beginning, Wen Shi relied on this [Thank You Letter] to convince the host and successfully made the other party think that he had a close relationship with You Fushang. According to the authority of the game, this letter was equivalent to a pass in the copy.
After the teller finished reading it, his attitude, which had previously been polite, now showed a hint of enthusiasm: "Mr. Aaron, please take a seat."
When the familiar name came out, Wen Shi was completely certain of his guess, and his expression changed slightly: "Check how much money is in my account."
The teller quickly gave the answer: "One hundred million."
You Fushang is very famous in the NPC world. The teller's enthusiasm towards Wen Shi comes from Wen Shi's identity as You Fushang's doctor, which is simply called the celebrity effect, rather than the account balance.
One hundred million?!
Wen Shi tightened his fingers. Game had personally certified his resume on the dating show, and he had a share in the big company, so Yingzi opened an account for himself and it was legitimate for him to transfer money in the name of shares.
But Shadow didn't want to go too far, so he only saved 100 million, as a concession to the game. However, the game used another method to impose restrictions.
"No wonder," Wen Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, "only this time is different."
In other copies, he always acted as Aaron, but this time he played the role of a rich second-generation, Lin Hejing.
Shadow couldn't ruin the character's plot; if an important NPC discovered his true identity, he would be locked out of the story forever. The account he had opened in advance couldn't be used, so Shadow had no choice but to find another way to send the 100 million.
"Can you transfer the money?" Wen Shi wrote down Lin Hejing's account number and said, "Transfer all 100 million."
The Golden City had no restrictions on large transactions and never questioned the source of the money. The teller efficiently handled the remittance for him. The moment Wen Shi received the text message, he also heard the game notification tone:
[You successfully earned 200 million in seven days.]
"!" Wen Shi closed his eyes. Jinshan was right under his nose the whole time, but he was blinded by the game's character card [Lin Hejing].
You are awesome, dog game.
A crackling sound interrupted his complaints. Wen Shi came to his senses and saw many pedestrians hiding under the nearest eaves. They all looked up at the sky in surprise. The Golden City, which was hot and dry all year round, was experiencing an unprecedented heavy rain.
Wen Shi walked to the door and heard the startling rumble of thunder in the thick, leaden clouds. A flash of light followed, and a widespread thunderstorm ensued. Lightning streaked through the clouds like silver snakes, and the entire sky seemed poised to collapse.
The pedestrians who were hiding from the rain under the eaves all crowded into the bank, not daring to look at the sky again.
There was a loud thunderous sound and Wen Shi felt his body shaking. He then realized that his cell phone was ringing. Just as he was about to pick it up, the other party had already hung up.
[Come back soon, casino floor three.] Xiaohua sent a text message.
There were free umbrellas available at the bank entrance. Wen Shi grabbed one and ran back to the luxury store in the heavy rain, calling A Yu to go back to the casino.
Megan Casino.
Li Nan was waiting in the main hall. When he saw Wen, he led him down the elevator. As he swiped his card, he said, "I just sent a notice to the staff. Boss Mei has cleared the casino of guests and announced that it will be closed for the whole day."
Obviously something big happened.
Seeing the other person's gloomy face, Li Nan paused and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Shi waved his hands helplessly: "I just realized that I was severely deceived by the game."
As they were talking, the elevator descended to the third floor. The casino, which was a mess last night, was now very clean.
The sound insulation here is so good that the terrifying thunder cannot invade. Boss Mei is sitting on her beloved balance dial. The bank president and several other players have arrived earlier.
The president's expression was unusually serious. He rarely made such uncertain bets, and even now, he didn't know what the other party had staked. When asked earlier, Boss Mei's response was very rigid, saying that the details would be announced after everyone was gathered.
Scanning the different expressions on everyone's faces, Wen Shi walked towards the money scale.
"I told you that if we're lucky, we can open the market soon," Boss Mei said, his pupils reflecting a hazy plum blossom shape as he smiled. "But I'm also surprised it's this fast."
When the bank president heard the gambling game begin, he suddenly clenched his fists.
Boss Mei gently flicked the plum blossom branch, and an invisible barrier formed around the money scales. She smiled and said, "To prevent irrelevant people from peeping in."
After blocking the game, a line of black words appeared above the tray that sealed Wen Shi's chips: Lord of Terror.
"He bet on the Lord of Terror?" A player almost cried out. They had never dealt with the Lord of Terror, but they knew the power of the game. The Lord of Terror was the master of the virtual world and could almost be described as omnipotent.
The president of Wangcai Bank was also surprised. After returning home last night, he was still worried that the other party might be betting on the game.
Wen Shi just stood there quietly, without responding to those puzzlements and inquiries.
Boss Mei tapped the scales lightly with her hand, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she uttered four words: "Money paves the way—"
Countless illusory blood-stained copper coins instantly fell from the scale bar, automatically connected into a string, passed through the ceiling, climbed all the way upwards, and turned into a stream of light and flew out in a place where no one could see. It was not affected by the super thunderstorm weather at all and successfully connected to a certain dimensional space in the void.
This path of money is like a funny zigzag antenna, with another connection point on the scale itself. A water curtain appears behind the scale bar, broadcasting a battle in reverse at a distant distance.
Wen Shi swallowed his saliva.
What a great scale! A well-behaved cat deserves a cat climbing frame.
As if sensing his thoughts, Boss Mei smiled and looked over. Wen Shi quickly avoided their gaze, his gaze shifting. It was just a thought. Such a heaven-defying thing, the game would never allow players to possess it.
He is young and doesn't want to get married yet.
but...
Wen Shi shifted his gaze to the bank president, and this time his eyes were quite frank.
The artifact [Super Abacus], come and get it!