Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

Chapter 1018. The Infinite Time-Space Hotel (58)

“It’s okay! You’re still in school and you have to study late into the night, so you don’t have to watch the sunrise with me every day,” 105 said gently, in a tone that was completely like coaxing a child.

"No, I won't be out of school when we watch the sunset. I want to watch the sunrise with you," Xiaoguo said earnestly.

"Fine, whatever you want," Meng said, a little helplessly.

At this time, Meng was still quite gentle with Xiaoguo.

—Because he had no other thoughts in his mind, he treated Xiao Guo as his younger brother.

How old is Meng now?

—Anyway, it's not 24, it should be 23 or 22.

—She and Zhao Cheng didn't even develop any feelings for each other; they probably didn't date for very long.

—Let's assume she's 23 then.

The two walked back side by side, with Xiao Guo carrying a rather large schoolbag. They went to Meng Ye's house together, presumably to have breakfast there.

Lin Xi and the others weren't in a hurry. They enjoyed the rising sun for a while before starting their breakfast.

"Where are we going today?" Zhang Xuesong asked.

"We shouldn't need to go ourselves, right? Won't they just randomly show us the exhibits?"

“Not necessarily, maybe we’ll have to go and see for ourselves with Meng Ye,” Lin Xi said, then laughed. “How can I possibly connect Meng Ye with Sister 105 more than twenty years from now!”

"If she treated people with a sincere heart when she was in her twenties, and only became cold and hard after being hurt, everyone would think it's normal," Zhang Xuesong said.

“My viewers in the live stream all say she looks backwards,” Zhang Yutong sighed.

"That's what everyone says," Gan Ning said, then thought for a moment. "She wasn't as cold as iron, was she? She was more like cold water."

“Cold fire,” Huang Jingjing interjected.

Lin Xi looked at Huang Jingjing and nodded repeatedly.

"The icy water represents Meng Ye now. The icy fire represents Sister 105 more than twenty years later."

—It has to be 123 and Teacher Huang, their descriptions are so accurate.

—No, Sister 105 is such a joking and easy-going person, do you think she's cold?

She is very easygoing and warm, but how many people do you think have truly entered her heart?
But she's not like fire either; she's not as intense as fire.

—On the surface, that is indeed the case.

—But inside Sister 105's heart is a cold fire, a cold, raging fire.

—Holy crap, you guys are all geniuses! I may not be good at describing it, but I think you've described it perfectly.

After Lin Xi and the others finished eating and cleaned up, everything went black.

—Is it getting dark?

—The scene has probably changed again.

—At least this broken game has some conscience; it didn't make us follow Sister 105 day after day like it did in that hotel.

—That was a little over two months ago. This spans several years. If we were to play this game day by day, we would be stuck in this broken game for years.

—You can also just leave halfway through without waiting.

—Once you go out, you can't come back in, okay!
—No matter how long you stay in the game, it's always ten minutes.

—Unless you don't go out and just watch other people's live streams.

It was dark, but not completely dark. The streetlights were bright, and under them, four figures were walking slowly.

The next two are Meng Ye and Zhao Cheng.

The two walked and talked, keeping a distance between them.

Zhao Cheng did most of the talking, while Meng just listened.

For example, if they encounter a car on the road, Zhao Cheng will talk at length to Meng Ye about what brand it is and how much it costs.

Meng remained silent until Zhao Cheng mentioned the third car, at which point she slowly spoke.

“I don’t recognize any license plates, I just know it’s a car. It’s a means of transportation, and all I need to do is sit in it.”

When Zhao Cheng heard Meng say this, he finally shut up and stopped talking about anything related to cars.

Men all like cars, and Zhao Cheng is no exception.

—Don't women like cars too? —But Meng is clearly not very interested in cars.

—Yes, she did say that for her, a car is just a means of transportation, and she's fine with it as long as she can ride in it.

—At this time, there didn't seem to be any good cars available.

The four of them continued walking forward. Compared to the two people in front of them who were sticking together, Meng Ye and Zhao Cheng seemed like strangers.

After walking for a while, Zhao Cheng spoke.

"Sis, let's be friends!"

“Isn’t that right now?” Meng smiled at Zhao Cheng. “I already consider you a friend!”

"Um... I mean..."

Meng smiled at Zhao Cheng, who suddenly became nervous and found it hard to speak.

Meng Ye didn't wait for Zhao Cheng to speak, and just silently walked forward.

After walking for a while, perhaps feeling a bit bored, Meng called out to Ping'er.

"Ping'er, let's turn back. We've gone too far and we'll get tired."

Ping'er turned around and glared at Meng Ye.

Meng immediately surrendered.

"Okay, okay, you have the final say."

"There's something wrong with you two," Zhao Cheng said softly. "You spoil her too much. Are you sure you're not lesbians?"

“Yes, spiritually.” Meng also smiled slightly.

Damin turned around and looked at Meng Ye.

"Sister, do you have some kind of leverage over her, or have you done something to betray her?"

Meng smiled but didn't say anything.

"Does she look like someone who has wronged me?" Ping'er laughed heartily.

After saying that, she even ran back and took Meng Ye's arm.

"We'll walk for a bit, you two go to the side."

--wrong.

—I also think that's not right.

—Something must have happened between Meng Ye and Ping'er!

—What did Meng do to wrong Ping'er?

—No, absolutely not, I don't believe it.

What can two young girls do?

—Could it be that… Meng also stole Ping'er's boyfriend?
—I think you've told the truth!

—Stop, Zhao Cheng is Meng Ye's first boyfriend, okay!
—Oh right, I almost forgot.

—And at this time, Meng and Zhao Cheng had not yet formally started their talks.

—I can't think of anything else.

"What do you think of Zhao Cheng?" Ping'er asked Meng Ye quietly.

"He's good-looking, not very tall, and seems a bit unreliable," Meng said simply.

"Who told you to comment on him!" Ping'er nudged Meng Ye. "I'm asking you, do you have any feelings for him?"

"No."

"Let's nurture it." Ping'er said, then sounded a little discouraged. "I feel like this thing can't be nurtured."

"Feelings can't be cultivated, but feelings can," Meng said with a smile. "I can give it a try."

"Huh?" Ping'er exclaimed softly, looking at Meng Ye with distrust. "Are you serious?"

"Give it a try, otherwise you won't be able to complete the task your boyfriend gave you!" Meng said casually.

“Well… he’s definitely not as handsome as the boy who was pursuing you before,” Ping’er said. “But, who told you to be so slow to react? By the time you finally realized he was pursuing you, he had already run away.”

"If it's yours, it won't run away. If it runs away, it means it's not yours."