There were few vehicles passing by the city lord's residence, so the three of them could only move forward on foot.
Wen Shi saves the most effort. Since he is now in the state of a black cat, the other two can just take turns leading him forward.
Xiao Hua shook her head: "If we were to choose the person who is best at living off women in the City of Gold, 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 bud from his backpack, and the bud stuck to his triangular ears. Wen Shi shook his ears, caught it with his paws, and said, "I want to place a bet."
The flower bud instantly became illusory, and the moment it disappeared, the same flower bud slowly bloomed in Wen Shi's mind. He closed his eyes and saw a small scale, with the word "game" written in red on one end and black air floating on the other end, 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, mixed with a single touch of brightness, appears exceptionally 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 gambling game, the feeling of being under the surveillance of the game for a long time has 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 the shadow is there as a bargaining chip, the Lord of Terror may still be able to revive." A trace of worry surged in the black cat's eyes: "I just don't know if Jian Qingrong will be affected if the original body dies."
Xiaohua: "It shouldn't be... You don't have to worry too much. There is a very good chance that there is a trace of the Lord of Terror's soul in the chips, so the main body will not be truly dead."
The man and the cat were seriously discussing the plot based on the premise of winning the game. Li Nan did not join in the performance and focused on the rental.
Twenty minutes later, a car finally passed by and the three of them successfully took it back to the casino.
The Meikin Casino was even more lively than when they left. The various sounds of shaking dice gathered together, which sounded more beautiful than a symphony to the ears of gamblers.
As he walked into the elevator without stopping, Wen Shi thought 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 continued to rise, and they were about to reach the floor where Wen Shi lived, Xiao Hua suddenly changed the topic and said quietly, “Don’t make the same mistake as it did.”
Ding!
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 door of the guest room, and fell into deep thought alone.
"See you tomorrow." Xiaohua left with her ponytail swinging.
With the help of the cabinet, Wen Shi jumped onto the bed nimbly in a few seconds.
He knew that Xiaohua's words were a reminder to himself not to ignore emotional factors like playing a game, and always think about how to win. Wen Shi also knew that he took unnecessary evasive measures in some things, such as his consistent attitude towards Jian Qingrong: actively 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 figure out 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 is not something that can be easily defined by just a friend.
On the soft big bed, the black cat lay motionless in a dark corner, with its head drooping and ears drooping, completely losing all desire to sleep.
Wen Shi did not summon the demon.
The devil did not take the initiative to confess his identity, which meant that he, like the city lord, also needed to fulfill his role. If he exposed himself, it would be bad for both parties. Before the gambling game started, 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 not a human being if I let a kitten worry about it."
When she stood up again, Xiaohua calmly pressed the elevator button. If she wanted to completely avoid Yugi's suspicion, it was not enough to just talk, she had to be careful in every aspect.
No player likes the game. From Pei Wenwei's perspective, knowing that the game will win, even if he deliberately hides his true emotions, he will still feel a little unhappy. Based on the observation on the way back, the cat seemed to be acting worried, but in fact, its tail was about to rise to the sky.
This cannot be blamed on Wen Shi, as he had 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 the temperature was low, she had two big dark circles under her eyes.
It was easy to find a seat in the casino lounge 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.
Since successfully protecting the city lord, the smart phone receives a large number of orders every day. The most valuable order offers 2 million and requires protecting the employer for a week. It is impossible to collect 100 million within the limited time by accepting these orders.
Glancing at Li Nan who had already started the morning 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 her eyebrows: "What bad idea are you thinking of?"
"The Golden City has no restrictions on lending, let alone the casino," Wen Shi ordered a cup of coffee. "Some gamblers had bad luck that night, and few of them were willing to leave halfway through the game. At this time, they need new capital. For clients with a wealthy family, they can definitely pay it back in one day or 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 your debts.
Just as Li Nan said, this short story has a high mortality rate, but it is still considered unpopular 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 could not escape the fate of sharing the same fate of plain water. 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 looked at each other, Wen Shi lowered his head and took a sip of coffee to refresh himself, and asked a soul-searching question: "Will he use all the money to invest in stocks?"
Xiaohua thought it was very likely. After a moment of silence, both parties said in unison: "Whatever."
Whatever happens, as long as you can make money.
There were not many customers now, and Li Nan was helping to tidy up the gambling table. After hearing the two people's request, he agreed calmly: "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 governed by the City Lord?" Xiao Hua heard this and emphasized the word "City Lord". "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 continuing to get into the state, Xiaohua nodded with satisfaction. She could cheat the game and figure out her personal problems at the same time, so why not do it
Wen Shi was thinking and waiting for A Yu to come down, when he heard a voice unexpectedly:
"Shall we set off 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 slightly.
"I've settled the little ghosts," A Yu mentioned Pei Hongxin's situation, "His spirit is about to collapse."
Mixed among a bunch of ghosts, wanting to die but not daring to, having to disguise himself as the same kind all the time. The key is that he will never find an adopter. Under these multiple tortures, even if Pei Hongxin has a strong willpower, it would be difficult for him to endure.
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 is a product that just arrived today. It always sells out quickly every time it arrives."
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 was ready to pay directly.
A Yu took a sniff and said, "The stuff is really good." He looked at the manufacturer specifically. There were two square characters printed on the bottom of the porcelain bottle: "Big Factory." 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. The trademark was a black cat's head.
“…” Wen Shi’s eyes almost popped out of his head. No wonder such big companies could become profitable so quickly.
The devil asked him to mix his bodyguard and killer jobs, but he and the city lord were also mixing their jobs privately. One supported the premiere to help promote the devil, and the other used 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, and the bottle cap is made of cat ears.
Wen Shi whispered: "Don't mention the cat, the factory is mine."
Ah Yu looked over with a little surprise, and to make sure he was not joking, she asked, "Aren't you very rich?"
Wen Shi stood there in a daze after hearing this. He thought of something and said hastily, "Wait for me."
After paying the bill, he searched the location on his mobile phone. 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 microphone: "Sir, how can I help you?"
Wen Shi took back his phone and took out the "Thank You Letter" from the patient: "There is a problem 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 is equivalent to a pass in the copy.
After the teller finished reading it, his previous attitude was polite, but now there was a hint of enthusiasm: "Mr. Aaron, please take a seat."
As soon as the familiar name came out, Wen Shi was completely certain of his guess, and his face 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 called the celebrity effect, rather than the account balance.
One hundred million?!
Wen Shi tightened his fingers. In the dating show, Youxi had personally certified his resume, and the big company had a copy of his, 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 way 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 cannot ruin the role. Once the important NPC finds out the role, he will be left in the story forever. The account opened in advance cannot be used. In the end, Shadow can only send 100 million in another way.
"Can you transfer the money?" Wen Shi wrote down Lin Hejing's account number: "Transfer all 100 million."
The City of Gold does not limit large transactions, and never investigates the source of the money. The teller efficiently helps him process the remittance. The moment Wen Shi receives the text message, he also receives the game notification tone:
[You successfully earned 200 million in seven days. ]
"!" Wen Shi closed his eyes. Jinshan had been 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 sound of thunder in the thick leaden clouds. After a burst of dazzling light, there was a large-scale thunderstorm. The lightning in the clouds moved like a silver snake, and the whole sky seemed to be collapsing.
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 vibrating. He then realized that his cell phone was ringing. Just as he was about to pick it up, the other end had hung up.
[Come back soon, the third floor of the casino.] Xiaohua sent a text message.
There were free umbrellas available at the bank entrance. Wen Shi picked one up, ran back to the luxury store in the heavy rain, and called A Yu to go back to the casino.
Makin Casino.
Li Nan was waiting in the main hall. When he saw Wen, he led him down the elevator. When he swiped his card, he said, "I just sent a notice to the staff. Boss Mei cleared the casino of guests and announced that it would be closed for the whole day."
Obviously something big happened.
Seeing the other person's droopy 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 soundproofing here is so good that even the terrifying thunder cannot invade. Boss Mei is sitting on her beloved balance dial. The bank president and several other players have already arrived.
The president's expression was unusually serious. He rarely made such uncertain bets, and he didn't even know what the other party had bet on. When asked earlier, Boss Mei responded very rigidly, saying that he would announce it after everyone was gathered.
Scanning the different expressions on everyone's faces, Wen Shi walked towards the money scale.
"I said that if we're lucky, the market will open soon," Boss Mei said, with a hazy plum blossom reflected in his pupils when he smiled. "But I'm also surprised that it will be so soon."
When the bank president heard the game start, he suddenly clenched his fists.
Boss Mei gently swung the plum branch, and an invisible barrier covered the money scale. She smiled and said, "To prevent irrelevant people from peeking."
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 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 about the possibility that the other party was betting on the game.
Wen Shi just stood there quietly and did not respond to those puzzlements and inquiries.
Boss Mei tapped the scales with her hand, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she uttered four words: "Money opens the way—"
Countless illusory blood-stained copper coins instantly fell from the scale bar, automatically connected into a string and passed through the ceiling, climbing all the way upwards, and turned into a stream of light and flew out in a place invisible to everyone. It was not affected by the super thunderstorm 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 looking at him, his eyes wandering. It was just a thought. Such a heaven-defying thing would never be allowed in the game for players.
He is young and doesn't want to get past seven.
but…
Wen Shi shifted his gaze to the bank president, and this time his look was quite frank.
The magic weapon [Super Abacus], take it!
(End of this chapter)