(Everything will go well, and your wishes will come true)
The brat simply said whatever he knew in order to perform well.
He stated that when he initially arrived in this world, he realized it was not the real world. The game told him that there was an opportunity to become the ghost king in this world, and that if he accomplished certain things according to the game’s instructions, he could become Ghost King.
The brat was obsessed with “becoming the ghost king” for some reason. He agreed without even thinking about it when he heard the game say this.
It took him two days of diligently running around to three or four different locations before he finally got everything done, and then he went to find Shen Dongqing.
Originally, he might have gained by remaining silent and covertly becoming the ghost king, but he didn’t stop manipulating and divulged all the secrets of the yin land at once, exposing himself.
Shen Dongqing stroked the top of his head: “It wouldn’t have worked even if you hadn’t exposed yourself. You’re not even a ghost; how can you be the ghost king?”
“But then what am I?” cried the brat as soon as he said this.
“How do I know?” Shen Dongqing rolled his eyes, “You weren’t born to me.”
The brat yelled super aggrievedly, “Dad!”
Shen Dongqing: “Shouting is pointless.”
He taught the brat a lesson before preparing to go to instigate the game’s bosses.
“How do we get there?” the brat inquired.
This game had ended, and the other players had been whisked away, leaving them trapped in this instance and unable to leave.
“This is still usable,” Shen Dongqing said, removing the jade gourd from his wrist.
Although the game grouped them together and forced him to waste the one-use controller in vain, the controller was not totally destroyed and could still be utilized to easily exit this instance.
“Where should we start?” Shen Dongqing muttered to himself.
He clutched the jade gourd tightly, and a gleaming light shot through the cracks.
Dreamland.
Her Majesty the Queen sat on the pure white throne, fanning herself slowly with a gorgeous feather fan in her hand. She yawned lazily as she peered down indifferently at the players stabbing each other through the lace veil hanging from her hat.
“This is becoming more and more tedious.”
The clown next to her shivered with fear, and his high-pitched voice quivered as he whispered, “Your Majesty, next time, next time I will surely present the most amazing performance.”
Her Majesty the Queen: “End it. It’s terribly boring.”
Mr. Clown promptly commanded the soldiers: “Drag out these useless things quickly—”
The soldiers gathered around them and hauled the players off the court, ignoring their obscenities and scoldings, like dead dogs.
Her Majesty pressed the armrest and gently rose. As Mr. Clown saw this, he rushed forward and helped the queen up like a lackey.
It’s just that Her Majesty the Queen had just straightened half her body when a doll-like little princess dashed in from the outside.
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“Your Majesty!” The little princess had exquisite facial features and a smile on her face, but the smile indicated panic at this time, and because she couldn’t control her expression, her face had twisted into a bizarre expression, “He’s coming, he’s coming!”
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Her Majesty the Queen just took one look before collapsing on the throne in terror.
“Your Majesty!” yelled Mr. Clown.
Curious, he also cast a covert eye at it. As a result, he was so scared that he landed on his buttocks, and his comical clown makeup became distorted.
“Why is it him!” A split second later, the two people stated their doubts in unison.
In the translucent mirror, a small child was chasing the candy guards, holding the candy guard’s weapon – a lollipop – and randomly waving it around, destroying countless facilities in the process. He was simply the living embodiment of a bear child.
Every bear child, of course, has a bear parent who spoils him, and his parents were walking behind him.
Shen Dongqing watched the excitement as he nibbled a rainbow-colored lollipop, unconcerned about the primary reason for his visit, and his mouth commanding: “Go left, go right! Hey, why are you so dumb that you can’t even beat people?”
Zhou Wenyan gazed dotingly at the two people – one big and one small – and didn’t even bother to stop them.
This three-person family resembled the demolition squad. The wonderful and beautiful Dreamland had become a shambles wherever they walked, and the original appearance could no longer be seen.
Shen Dongqing finally said something to stop him after wrecking half of Dreamland: “Don’t break it.”
The brat obediently stopped.
Shen Dongqing: “Let’s go have fun with something interesting.”
The brat’s eyes lit up immediately: “What interesting things?”
It’s a pity he’d been confined in Ghost City since he was a child, and he’d never had the opportunity to play in other places. Now that he’d arrived in the outside world, he’d discovered how much more enjoyable it was than Ghost City.
“I don’t want to be the ghost king any longer!” exclaimed the brat, “I want to be the City Lord of Dreamland! I like it here; it’s so much fun!”
Her Majesty the Queen felt a rush of angina after hearing these remarks. She held her chest, gasping for breath, as the lovely feather fan tumbled to the ground: “Quick, invite them in immediately!”
Mr. Clown and the little princess looked at each other. They exchanged meaningful glances, neither of them moving. Yes, they didn’t dare to speak directly to Her Majesty, so they only dared to make eye contact.
Little Princess: You go.
Mr. Clown: You go, you go.
Little Princess: I’m a child, you can’t bully me!
Mr. Clown: Don’t put on a shell and pretend to be young. Aren’t you turning three hundred this year?
Little Princess: I don’t care! I don’t care!
When Her Majesty the Queen saw that the newly renovated Dreamland was going to be destroyed by bandits once more, she urged, “Hurry up!”
Mr. Clown and Little Princess eventually decided to share the calamity and went to “invite” Shen Dongqing in together.
Shen Dongqing was already aboard the roller coaster when they arrived. The other players took a brief glance and shivered at the happy laughter coming from the roller coaster, which contrasted sharply with the ghosts’ screams.
The scene was heartbreaking.
Mr. Clown and Little Princess didn’t bother them, instead waiting anxiously below for them to come down after having a good time before stepping up and saying, “Her Majesty the Queen requests the pleasure of your attendance.”
“No, I haven’t played enough yet,” Shen Dongqing said flatly.
“Yes, I still want to play,” the brat added.
Zhou Wenyan didn’t object, but instead assisted in combing Shen Dongqing’s messy forehead hair.
Mr. Clown’s comic face was about to morph into a crying one.
What should I do? If these people didn’t want to leave, he couldn’t just tie them up and take them away, could he? What’s more, even if these two individuals stood still and allowed themselves to be bound, they wouldn’t dare do it!
Mr. Clown and Little Princess could only walk behind them, watching them play this and that, totally ruining the facilities that had been painstakingly repaired.
Shen Dongqing remembered the proper business only after the fun was almost over: “Oh, right, we have something to do with the Queen.”
Mr. Clown nearly shed tears on the spot: “Yes, yes, please.”
Shen Dongqing touched his stomach and said, “I’m also hungry. Hurry up and prepare the food.”
This unceremonious gesture, this categorical order… If it had been anyone else, Mr. Clown would have been furious, but it was Shen Dongqing who said it, and his face changed immediately, and he squeezed out a stiff smile.
“Okay, okay, I’ll go make the arrangements right away.”
Shen Dongqing honored the main city of Dreamland once more with his presence, and he was greeted with a home-like warm welcome. Of course, he selectively ignored the look on Her Majesty’s face that said she was about to have a heart attack.
On the long table were various types of Dreamland specialties. It all appeared to be full of color, aroma, and flavor under the light of the brilliant crystal ball, which fueled people’s greed.
Yet, in comparison to Shen Dongqing’s robust appetite, Her Majesty the Queen was having difficulty eating at the moment.
Her Majesty the Queen’s heart fluttered and she lost her appetite when she saw this familiar face. She just set down her knife and fork and inquired, “May I ask why you have returned to Dreamland?”
Shen Dongqing bit the fork and explained why he had come – go on strike.
He had anticipated that it would take some time to persuade Her Majesty the Queen, but he had not imagined that Her Majesty would agree as quickly as he stated it.
“OK, no problem.” Her Majesty the Queen didn’t even think about it and promised repeatedly.
It was now Shen Dongqing’s turn to be stunned.
“Is there anything else except this?” Her Majesty the Queen asked.
If there’s nothing else, get the hell out of Dreamland now! After all, Her Majesty still remembered how Dreamland was played the last time, and how long it took to recover.
Shen Dongqing: “That’s it.”
Although Her Majesty did not speak, her attitude indicated that she would happily cooperate, so please depart as soon as possible.
Shen Dongqing expressed that since Her Majesty the Queen is cooperative, we’ll be cooperative as well and depart after eating.
Her Majesty the Queen personally saw off the trio to the gate of Dreamland after having the longest dinner of her life. Not only that, but she exhaled a sigh of relief when their figures vanished from view.
“Your Majesty, are you really going to do this?” asked the housekeeper in a low voice, standing by Her Majesty’s side.
“Do you think the game is scarier or he is scarier?” Her Majesty the Queen asked, her face expressionless.
“Of course it’s him!” answered the housekeeper without hesitation.
Her Majesty the Queen: “That’s all there is to it. Release those players right away. Dreamland is closing all of its facilities as of today.”
Housekeeper: “Understood.”
The dot that belonged to Dreamland flickered briefly before fading in the game’s instance section. Not only this location, but the majority of the locations on the map darkened, making it impossible to ignore.
Shen Dongqing turned around after leaving Dreamland and went to the nearest Plague City.
The last time, they had become normal when they left Plague City after helping to solve the outbreak, but when they returned, there were still glistening yellow hope flowers planted at the entryway.
“It stinks!” said the brat, wrinkling his nose. He stomped on them, crushing the hope flowers.
“Meow—”
A soft meow rang out from above.
When the brat looked up, he noticed a black cat lounging on the city wall. His hands were a little itchy. He picked up a stone and prepared to throw it across, but Shen Dongqing smacked it before he could raise his hand.
The brat realized what he meant and was forced to put down his hand.
The black cat jumped down lithely and landed in front of Shen Dongqing. Its eyes seemed to be able to speak.
Shen Dongqing crouched and explained his reason for coming to the black cat.
The black cat meowed and nodded, indicating that it understood.
Perhaps because of their previous closeness, the black cat immediately agreed as well, prompting Shen Dongqing to scratch his chin: “I keep feeling like there’s no sense of accomplishment.”
The bosses agreed with no effort on his part.
Brat: “Isn’t it better this way?”
Shen Dongqing: “Not too good, it’s kind of boring.”
The brat rolled his eyes.
“We’re leaving,” Shen Dongqing bid farewell to the black cat.
The black cat “meowed” again, then spoke human words, “Let me do a divination for you.”
Shen Dongqing was startled by the human words. “Why didn’t you mention earlier you know how to speak human?” he patted his chest.
The black cat leisurely took out a stack of tarot cards and asked Shen Dongqing to draw one.
Shen Dongqing didn’t really care about this. He drew one without even looking at the cards, not caring what pattern was on it.
“No matter what you do, everything will go well, and your wishes will come true,” the black cat purred, covering the tarot card after glancing at it.
Shen Dongqing bid farewell to the black cat and left Plague City after such a great divination. Midway through, he had an epiphany and said, “Would it tell me this phrase for anything I draw?”
Zhou Wenyan: “Is this phrase bad?”
“It’s good, but a bit rubbish.” Shen Dongqing pointed to himself and stated, “With me taking action, is there anything that can’t be done.”
Poor bosses, they have no choice but to go offline or go extinct.😁
Thank you for the chapter
True, no matter what card he drew it would always be the same 😌