Deceitful Game

Chapter 180 Superb Living Sense

Chapter 180 Superb Living Sense

After waking up, Mingpo walked around Gao Fan's room but still couldn't find her ghost piano.

"It seems—we should just send it to the base." Mingpo pondered.

This actually leaves a way out for the charlatans in those organizations—if it's a "farming team" like Gao Fan's old one, then at least they don't have to hand over the equipment they hunt for themselves.

So, here's the question.

—After the palace opens, will I have to manually move the piano there?

And—what does this "palace-like title" mean?

Is it possible that only those with titles of Zhou Zhiqing or higher can open the palace?

It doesn't feel like it—but it also seems quite reasonable. This at least explains why Gao Fan said that the "Red Queen's" palace was like a real palace.

Let's wait until Gao Fan comes out to discuss the specifics.

Thinking of this, Mingpo felt quite pleased with himself.

Sure enough, he was the first one to come out.

Little bro, just stick to being the younger brother!

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Amber?

As if hearing Mingpo's footsteps pacing back and forth in the room, sounds came from Ai Shiping's room.

Yes, Gao Fan actually assigned rooms to both Ai Shiping and Ai Shiping, since Gao Fan has quite a few rooms available.

Unlike Mingpo's three-bedroom apartment, Gao Fan's place is a proper villa. It can comfortably house four or five people, with each person having their own room.

After the dungeon ends, Mingpo will wake up on the living room sofa, not because he wasn't assigned a room—but because he doesn't like the room.

Although Mingpo initially came to Gao Fan's place because she liked his big house, she felt it wasn't quite right to actually live there.

He had previously wasted eight hours of his time by forcibly skipping his sleep to reset the "madman" because he felt that sleeping at home would make them worry, but he didn't really want to sleep at Gao Fan's house.

In this respect, Mingpo is a bit fussy. Unlike Ai Shiping, who can easily fall asleep at a friend's house, Mingpo doesn't really like sleeping in other people's beds. Whether it's a friend's house or a guesthouse, Mingpo is not very comfortable with it.

It's not that I'm a germaphobe, or that I feel unsafe.

Instead, he felt an inexplicable awkwardness, a sense of being dependent on others. He would rather spend money to stay in a hotel or force himself to return home. If it was "his," he would stay in even a simple student dormitory. But he couldn't accept even the idea of ​​swapping dorm rooms with a classmate.

Just like his former roommate said, Mingbo might be a light sleeper. Or rather, he feels uneasy using things that don't "belong to him".

However, if it were the other way around, Mingpo would easily accept it. He could generously give away all the rooms except his own without any cost.

This is another reason why Mingbo has always wanted to open up the palace.

Hearing Ai Shiping hurriedly put on his slippers and rush into the room, Mingpo felt a pang of emotion.

Sometimes, I really envy Ai Shiping's carefree spirit.

You can live a natural and leisurely life anywhere. You won't feel pressured by the opinions and views of others, nor will you impose any moral or traditional constraints on yourself.

Even in the apocalypse, a guy like that would be the life of the party at any outpost.

Perhaps he is more suited to the position of "leader" than I am.

Like a "hero" in a fantasy adventure world —

The moment Ai Shiping opened the door, he saw Mingpo standing quietly at the door like a ghost, silently watching him.

"Wow! Who are you trying to scare here!"

Ai Shiping was startled.

"Yo."

Seeing that she had successfully frightened Ai Shiping, Mingpo smiled slightly and greeted him.

"So you came out first after all."

Ai Shiping chuckled and said in a sarcastic tone, "What a surprise~"

He was not surprised at all by the result.

In Ai Shiping's eyes, Mingpo's strength was invincible. In a duel of this level, Mingpo would definitely win; Mingpo was completely bullying Xiaofan.

"Quick, call him Big Brother."

Mingpo urged.

"Should I call out too?"

Upon hearing this, Ai Shiping was somewhat surprised: "Wasn't it the two of you who made the bet?"

"People say that the three brothers swore brotherhood in the Peach Garden. But Guan Yu and Zhang Fei swore brotherhood with Liu Bei separately. If you're not as fast as Gao Fan, then you're Zhang Fei."

"Alright, bro!"

Ai Shiping immediately agreed.

He had absolutely no psychological aversion to this; on the contrary, he was quite pleased: "To be fair, am I considered an elder?"

They've already evolved from their parents to their peers; one more evolution and they'll be their children!

"You unfilial son!" Mingpo exclaimed in fury.

"To be honest, if I had known I was going to gamble, I would have finished the game faster."

Ai Shiping complained, "Actually, I finished the game in about two hours. I spent the rest of the time looking for a way to inherit the title."

After all, the title "cowardly fox" is just too awful —

As he spoke, he glanced at Mingpo with some curiosity: "Speaking of which, what new title did you get this time?"

"What's wrong?"

Mingpo subconsciously touched her eye socket, somewhat wary: "Is there a problem?"

It wasn't that I was wary of Ai Shiping—but rather because Ai Shiping always had a beast-like intuition, just like the title he received, "Fox."

Perhaps he can sense some dangers that even Mingpo himself is unaware of.

"It has an incredibly lifelike feel to it," Ai Shiping said with utmost seriousness.

"————?"

"I feel like you're a living person right now."

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"I feel like you want to be dead right now."

Mingpo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'm serious, bro!"

Ai Shiping waved his hands repeatedly: "Haven't you noticed? You're so much more lively now. Before, you were either all bouncy or had a sullen face, looking like you'd just broken up. It wasn't even depression anymore; I felt like you had bipolar disorder. I usually didn't dare raise my voice and had to coax you—"

"And now?"

"You look at least six or seven years younger now! You've really lived!"

Ai Shiping said without hesitation, "It's almost like going back to the stage right after graduating from university—the era before being tormented by working. At least I can joke around easily now."

"—Do I really have this much deathly aura around me when I'm at work?"

"No one who doesn't feel lifeless at work."

Ai Shiping said lazily, stretching, "It's so much better to not have to work."

"is that so?"

Mingpo was starting to lose confidence.

He felt that his job was pretty good.

High salary, little overtime, high status. And there's almost no performance pressure, plus a boss who likes to criticize others.

Why would you need a bicycle?