“You said our next game is ‘Bloody Monopoly’?” Zhou Api tried to make his expression less grim, but he still couldn’t hide his apprehension as he asked, “Are you sure it’s ‘Bloody Monopoly’ and not ‘Bloody Mary’ or ‘Game Monopoly’?”
Mo Yang could tell from Zhou Api’s expression that the next game was certainly not going to be an easy one. Otherwise, this chubby guy wouldn’t be trying to deceive himself.
“Is there any information about this game on the forum?”
Zhou Api glanced at the big boss he had chosen to follow and reluctantly opened his phone’s notes to give an explanation.
“‘Bloody Monopoly’ is a mystery solving and love cultivation game. It has a difficulty level of three. Because the forum in the dream world prohibits players from revealing critical game content, we can only collect players’ assessments of the game’s difficulty.”
“The reviews for ‘Bloody Monopoly’ are mostly ‘abnormal,’ ‘garbage game, ruined my life,’ ‘never want to play Monopoly again, just let me be poor,’ ‘how to ease my worries, only through suicide.’ In summary, entering this game must have something to do with becoming a Monopoly winner, but players’ comments indicate that they don’t want to become rich. This means that becoming a wealthy person in the game will be difficult or unpleasant. So far, only seven people have officially cleared the game, and the highest rating achieved is C-level.”
Mo Yang lowered his head in thought. There were a total of 1,337 players who had reached Level 3 on the dream world’s player level ranking. Compared to the over 800,000 total players in the dream world, this number was quite small. Players who had reached Level 3 and started clearing Level 3 games were considered to be among the higher-skilled individuals in the game.
With so many skilled players, and yet only seven of them had cleared ‘Bloody Monopoly,’ it was evident that the game was challenging.
Besides, he noticed another issue.
“006, weren’t games divided into three main types? Why is a mystery solving and love cultivation game considered as one type?”
006 spun around Mo Yang’s head and replied, [Sigh, why are you always so insightful, Host? Always the first to notice the little surprises and changes in the dream world.]
[Cough cough, the higher the game level, the more inclusive it becomes. Don’t you humans have a saying, ‘Different paths, same destination’? The same goes for games in the dream world. Although they were initially divided clearly, as you progress, the game type becomes less important.]
[After all, well-rounded players are the best, focusing solely on love cultivation without any future prospects, and solely exercising your brain and muscles won’t lead to any future either. You must consider multiple aspects to lead your development towards ultimate greatness!]
Mo Yang reached out and grabbed the golden ball of 006. “Speak plainly.”
006: …
[Oh, the higher the game level, the higher the difficulty, but different types offer different methods for clearing the game. Work hard and give your best!]
Mo Yang casually tossed 006 away. He could imagine how players who had just been enjoying love cultivation games would feel when they encountered this love cultivation mixed with mystery solving game. They would likely feel frustrated or even broken-hearted. They had probably expected that as long as they continued in the easy love cultivation section, they would level up, only to find that there were mysteries and challenges involved. Most players who wanted to breeze through the game would be met with a rude awakening.
006 floated back lazily and bragged, [Those people think they can become life winners just by taking it easy all the time? Haha, do they really think the dream world is a charity? The dream world doesn’t tolerate trash! This is also one of the principles of the dream world.]
Mo Yang was too lazy to look at 006 again and asked Zhou Api to check the system shop for any items they could take into the game. He took out his black Tang knife, considering whether to upgrade it again. After all, he still had a weapon forging card in his possession.
“Don’t use that forging card. The Tang knife is not the most suitable weapon for you. 009 mentioned that ‘Bloody Monopoly’ has a special weapon that suits you perfectly. We can look for it once we enter the game, and then you can use the forging card,” Wan Mei spoke up as he walked to Mo Yang’s side.
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Mo Yang showed interest. “009 said that weapon is particularly suitable for me? Ah, could it be a whip or a sword? I’m starting to look forward to it.”
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Instantly, Mo Yang felt a tremendous sense of malice, which reached its peak when 006 informed him that this game world didn’t allow bringing in any items.
“Can we at least wear clothes?”
006: [You can only wear one set of clothes into the game. You can bring personal accessories. Only one self-defense weapon is allowed. Homemade powders and research equipment are not allowed.]
[Friendly reminder: Make sure to eat before entering the game.]
Mo Yang, Wan Mei, and Zhou Api: “…”
Very well, they felt the game’s maximum malice.
Wan Mei immediately presented a plate of fourth-level rare delicacies, a black and shiny, elongated pastry named “Collagen Red Date Sesame Walnut Cake.”
Facing Mo Yang’s expression of “Why are you giving me red dates and collagen?” Wan Mei calmly said, “This will sustain you for twenty-four hours of energy consumption.”
Mo Yang quickly devoured three pieces but looked disappointed afterward, “Too bad we can’t bring it into the game.”
Then, 006, 009, and 666 opened the gate to the game world. Mo Yang and the others entered the world of “Bloody Monopoly” together.
As the familiar light dissipated, Mo Yang saw an ultra-modern city. Obviously, the technology in this game world was far more advanced than Earth’s, with aerial railways, small maglev flying cars, and even lifelike virtual artificial intelligence and robots that were almost indistinguishable from humans—these marvels amazed the thirty players who had just entered.
[Welcome to the world of ‘Bloody Monopoly,’. Below are the rules for clearing this game]
[1. Survive for seven days in the game. If you are still alive and your assets are not negative at the end of the game, you will receive a C-level rating.]
[2. Become a billionaire with one billion in wealth within seven days to achieve an A-level rating.]
[3. Obtain the special hidden item, the ‘King’s Scepter,’ to directly clear the game and receive an S-level rating.]
[Players, work hard to clear the game. Good luck!]
The system immediately announced the rules upon their entry, without any unnecessary preface, creating a sense of urgency. The thirty players standing on the bustling square glanced at each other but didn’t bother with introductions or small talk about their opinions.
They quickly gathered with their companions or left on their own. At their Level 3, they were already well-prepared for the cruelty and malice hidden in the dream world’s games.
In less than a minute, only nine people remained in the square.
Song Kefeng, with his unusually lucky streak, followed Mo Yang into the game world, although he wasn’t thrilled about it. He walked over to Zhou Api’s side.
Meanwhile, Mo Yang was observing the five people gathered on the opposite side. The group consisted of three men, one woman, and a young boy who looked no older than ten.
They had different builds, but each exuded a strong presence. The hulking figure on the left stood at least 2.3 meters tall, with golden hair and blue eyes indicating he wasn’t Chinese. His well-developed muscles made Mo Yang think he could probably knock him out with one slap.
Next to him was a tall and thin young man who didn’t seem particularly remarkable, but when Song Kefeng saw him, his pupils suddenly constricted. Following them was a beautiful woman with luscious black hair, and a little boy holding a basketball. They stood on either side of the man wearing a bronze mask, indicating his authority.
They gave off an overwhelming sense of pressure, which was even more pronounced since they all wore black clothes with gold insignias.
In the eyes of others, it might just be a symbol, but Mo Yang recognized it as a gold seal with the character “Qin”.
“…Emperor Qin.” Mo Yang frowned slightly as he directly said those two words. The name of the player ranked first on the player rankings, the one every player in the dream world knew. However, Mo Yang didn’t expect to encounter him directly in this game.
The five people on the other side seemed to have keen hearing, especially the young boy, who glanced at Mo Yang and then turned to the man among them, “Your Excellency, he actually recognized you! Is he someone you know from the real world?”
Emperor Qin raised his eyes to look at the other side, and after meeting Mo Yang’s gaze, he casually looked away. “He only recognized the character.”
“Let’s go.”
Emperor Qin led the other four and left. After they departed, Zhou Api suddenly said, “I don’t know why, but compared to those five, our team feels a bit…lackluster.”
Mo Yang raised an eyebrow and looked at his teammates—himself wearing casual sportswear, Wan Mei in a white coat with a shirt and trousers, Zhou Api in an oversized hoodie, and only Song Kefeng’s clothes had a bit of style, with camouflage military boots.
Compared to the unified outfits and badges of the Emperor Qin’s team, they did seem…a bit free-spirited.
Mo Yang looked at Zhou Api, his voice stable without a hint of embarrassment, “Such teams lack soul, there’s no need to envy them. Let’s go.”
However, Song Kefeng didn’t move.
Mo Yang looked at him, and Song Kefeng’s voice was icy, “That tall, skinny man is most likely the mastermind behind the explosion.”
Mo Yang quickly retracted his nonchalant expression, “Are you sure?”
Song Kefeng nodded, “I watched the surveillance footage dozens of times, and then showed it to Long Xiang. Both he and my instincts believe that the man was the one behind it.”
After saying this, Song Kefeng smirked, “I thought it would take a lot of effort to find him, but now he’s come to us. Even if I can’t catch him in the real world, I will take revenge for Long Xiang and the other comrades in the game world.”
Zhou Api timely reminded, “Captain Song, did you see that foreign strongman? Your thighs aren’t as thick as his arms.”
Song Kefeng sneered, “Your thighs are thicker than his arms, but I could still take on ten of you. Let’s see who’s better, regardless of the appearance.”
Mo Yang nodded approvingly, “Exactly, don’t act all mighty and be struck by lightning. Quietly make a fortune. Only fools wouldn’t understand this truth.”
“Since that’s the case, Song Kefeng, use your tracking talent to lead us to follow them. Based on my intuition, they should be heading towards the location of the ‘King’s Scepter.'”
Wan Mei heard this and grinned, but Zhou Api didn’t understand.
“But, the game just started. How could they know where the King’s Scepter is?”
Mo Yang smiled, “Who knows? But now is not the time to doubt my intuition; it’s more accurate than Tang Mian’s instincts.”
Song Kefeng was about to run in a direction, but after a few steps, Mo Yang stopped him. Mo Yang looked at him with a disdainful expression, as if he were looking at an idiot, “Who tracks someone by running? Of course, we take a car!”
Song Kefeng glared, “You broke-ass, do you have money?!” They didn’t have a single cent on them now, what car were they going to use?!
Mo Yang rolled his eyes, “I may not have money, but I have connections!”
Song Kefeng: “???”
Then, Song Kefeng and Zhou Api watched as Mo Yang swaggered over to the side of the road, and a golden maglev car stopped in front of him. The driver was a handsome guy with white hair, wearing unconventional clothes and a cool hairstyle. He was holding the steering wheel with one hand and leaning against the car window, smiling brightly, “Hey handsome! Need a ride?”
Song Kefeng: “!!!”
Author’s Note –
Mo Yang: You’ll never know the extent of my charm.
Song Kefeng: Heh heh!!
Mo Yang: Emperor Qin’s team seems soulless!
Emperor Qin: Hah.
Emperor Qin: Anyone insulting me gets beaten. I’m called Emperor Qin, my subordinates call me Your Excellency, or Emperor, or Your Majesty. What’s wrong with that?!
Ha ha ha, Mo Yang uses his devilish looks to score once again! I hope Song Kefeng sees that Mo Yang has a moral line and is a good partner.
Thanks for translating~
I want to see our Devil face~
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Someone who lets himself get called emperor deserves to have his face used as cleaning mop. It’s too arrogant, ah.
Thank you for the chapter~
that Qin feels like someone who has an eighth grade syndrome ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ
MY : I relayed on this beautiful face to rule the world ! Humpf lol