You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

An eerie silence filled the room.

Mr. William's body was still lying quietly on the floor. In the center of his chest covered with snow, the big, blood-red cherry was particularly conspicuous.

Wang Laoju manipulated the mouse, looked around the scene, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said lightly:
"Next up is the full moon."

The narrator paused, as if he had finally remembered this crucial link, and his tone revealed a hint of thoughtful hesitation.

"Yeah, full moon..."

"Unfortunately, we only have a crescent moon."

The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled instantly——

[Wait, are we really going to create a full moon?!]

[The logic of this game has completely collapsed, right?! ]

What's going to happen to Lao Ju this time? Isn't it going to be licking again...?

However, it turned out that the audience's guess was correct.

Wang Laoju snorted, controlled the mouse to open the prop bar, and his eyes fell on the yellow tongue icon.

Without any hesitation, he dragged his tongue towards the paint bucket in the corner of the room.

——“Plop.”

The yellow tongue was instantly dyed green.

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

【? ? ? 】

[Wait, why do you have to dye before licking? ]

[What kind of magical operating logic is this?! ]

Wang Laoju raised the corners of his mouth slightly, controlled the mouse, and dragged his tongue towards another paint bucket again. This time, it returned to its original yellow color.

Then, he slowly controlled his perspective and returned to the room where Holmes was, his eyes falling on the lonely crescent moon outside the window.

In the dim night, the crescent moon hangs quietly in the sky, casting a faint silver glow.

Wang Laoju manipulated the mouse and dragged the yellow tongue towards the crescent without hesitation.

——“Pah!”

At that moment, the color of the entire game world seemed to be subverted.

The originally faint crescent moon, like a canvas soaked in paint, quickly expanded and became round, and finally turned into a bright full moon, emitting a soft and bright light.

The narrator's voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of surprise in his tone——

"What a beautiful full moon!"

"I hope the game doesn't notice..."

Holmes stood by the window, frowning slightly, looking at the moon in the sky with complicated eyes: "Watson, do you feel...that the moon seems to have been tampered with?"

Watson looked up, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, but he finally shook his head: "Maybe it's because of the weather?"

However, Wang Laoju no longer paid attention to their conversation. His gaze fell back on Mr. William's body. He controlled the mouse and slowly placed the big cherry in the prop bar in the center of the snow on his chest.

——“Pah.”

Everything returned to silence.

The narrator's voice sounded, with a hint of suspicion in his tone——

"Why is there no movement?"

Wang Laoju blinked, smiled slightly, crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and said confidently and easily, "I've completely caught up with the game."

The live broadcast room's barrage instantly filled the screen——

【? ? ? 】

[Where does Lao Ju's confidence come from?! ]

[Although I didn’t understand, I was deeply shocked! ]

At this moment, Mr. William's body trembled suddenly.

An invisible energy surged out of his body, the snowflakes began to spin, and the cherries trembled slightly, as if the rules of the entire world were being rewritten at this moment.

The narrator's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of excitement and surprise——

"Look! It's starting to work!"

The next second, Mr. William's body suddenly flew into the air, as if an invisible force lifted him off the ground.

Snowflakes swirled in the air, cherries emitted a faint light, and Mr. William's body, like a soul freed from its restraints, slowly rose into the air.

Holmes's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he whispered:

"Watson! Mr. William has exploded like a beached whale."

The live broadcast room instantly burst into laughter——

[Hahahahaha, how do you describe a whale exploding?!]

[Holmes, calm down. This is not a scientific phenomenon you can explain!]

[The plot of this game is getting more and more outrageous! ]

Watson's face turned slightly pale. He subconsciously took a step back and muttered, "Maybe... maybe he's allergic to cherries?"

However, before they could react, Mr. William's body suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Then, his skin began to peel off slowly, and a layer of illusory light emerged from his body, as if some imprisoned soul was breaking free from its constraints.

Finally, as a faint light dissipated, a translucent ghost slowly emerged from his body.

——Mr. William’s ghost is finally free.

There was still a faint smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a sense of relief.

He raised his head slightly, looked at himself floating in the air, sighed softly, and said in a low and calm voice: "...I finally got rid of that ridiculous sprite."

The live broadcast room completely exploded——

[Sprite image???]

[Wait, Mr. William is just a game material?!]

[The setting of this game is getting deeper and deeper...]

Wang Laoju slowly put down the mouse, a meaningful smile on his face: "...So, this is your true identity?"

The narrator's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "Users... We may have truly touched the core of the gaming world."

The audience in the live broadcast room held their breath, waiting for what would happen next.

Mr. William's ghost lowered his head slightly and looked at Wang Laoju, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Thank you, user."

"But the game is not over yet."

The atmosphere in the room remained frozen, as if the air itself was waiting for some kind of answer.

Mr. William's ghost floated quietly in the air. His figure was translucent and his outline was blurred, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any time.

He looked down at his hands and sighed softly, his tone revealing a hint of fatigue: "...This journey is more difficult than I thought."

Wang Laoju raised his eyebrows slightly, controlled the mouse and slowly moved closer, trying to observe the changes in his expression.

However, at this moment, William's eyes suddenly changed, as if he had noticed something. He raised his head sharply and swept his eyes into the void. The expression on his face changed from tiredness to astonishment: "Game? You again?"

His voice was filled with alarm, even a hint of anger: "Are you following me?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled instantly——

"??? Mr. William, what are you talking about?!"

[The plot of this game is getting more and more confusing...]

[Wait, who is he talking to? The narrator, or... the player?]

The next second, the narrator's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of helplessness and innocence in his tone——

"We were transported here unexpectedly."

William's ghost frowned slightly, his eyes slowly sweeping across the room, as if confirming something. After a moment, his expression became more complicated.

"We? No...that can't be true."

His voice was low and tinged with doubt, as if he was trying to understand his situation.

But after a moment, he suddenly chuckled, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha...nice game!" "Hahahahaha!"

There was a hint of madness in his laughter, as if he was mocking some unspoken existence.

Then, he turned around abruptly, transformed into a faint ray of light and quickly disappeared into the void.

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

【??? He just ran away like that?!】

[Wait, what exactly is Mr. William's identity?!]

[This plot is too suspenseful! ]

The narrator's voice suddenly became urgent, with obvious anxiety: "No! We have to follow him."

However, just as Wang Laoju was about to control the character to catch up, the screen paused and a system prompt suddenly popped up -

【The road ahead is blocked.】

In the picture, a huge picture frame appeared out of thin air in the middle of the passage, tightly blocking the way forward.

Wang Laoju narrowed his eyes and tried to click the picture frame with the mouse, but it did not move at all, as if it was fixed in place by some invisible force.

Watson stood aside, frowning at the painting with obvious confusion on his face: "...I feel it's the other way around."

Holmes glanced at him, his mouth twitching slightly, and he said lightly: "You mean your trousers, brother?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Hahahahaha, what on earth are you focusing on, Holmes?!]

[Watson: I am thinking seriously. Holmes: I am seriously insulting you.]

[Fuck your pants, please be serious! ]

However, the narrator's voice was still thinking about the business, with a hint of anxiety in his tone -

"How can we get by?"

Wang Laoju seemed to be lost in thought. He manipulated the mouse to switch scenes, and the perspective quickly returned to the hole where the moon had disappeared before.

The hole in the picture is pitch black, like a torn crack, with faint light shining through the edge, making it look particularly strange.

The narrator's voice suddenly rose, with a clear warning in his tone.

"Don't touch this vulnerability, user."

"It's dirty!"

The audience in the live broadcast room was instantly amused by this sentence——

[??? Can loopholes be dirty?]

[The narration's tone is becoming more and more like Lao Ju's! ]

[Is this game's worldview serious?!]

Wang Laoju sneered, and manipulated the mouse to turn the view back to the room where Holmes was, his eyes falling behind him.

There, there is a closed door.

He smiled slightly, manipulated the mouse, and dragged Mr. William's ghost to the door—

——“Click.”

The door slowly opened.

Watson was startled, then a flash of surprise crossed his face: "Ha! Now the painting is in the right place, at least I think so."

The passage originally blocked by the picture frame automatically adjusted its angle as the door opened, as if rearranged by some invisible rules, and finally—

The road ahead is completely unobstructed.

The narrator's voice was filled with a hint of relief and excitement.

"The passage is open again!"

The audience in the live broadcast room was instantly excited——

[Holy crap!!! It’s actually open!!]

[Isn't this game's puzzle design too abstract?!]

【Lao Ju is a genius at solving puzzles! 】

Wang Laoju licked his lips, manipulated the mouse to slowly move forward, staring intently at the passage that had just been opened, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and whispered -

"...Then, the next step is to find Mr. William."

Watson stared at the light and shadow that was gradually moving away in the distance. It dragged a string of colorful afterimages in the night, like some kind of surreal existence, or a trace left by a data stream in the air.

He slapped Holmes's shoulder fiercely and said excitedly, "Follow me, Holmes, let's follow the Rainbow Ghost!"

Holmes frowned slightly, clearly not convinced by the idea of ​​a "rainbow ghost." He looked up at the streak of light with a penetrating gaze, then shook his head. His tone was calm and tinged with sarcasm: "Well, Watson, perhaps it's just a large flying insect."

The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled instantly——

【Holmes's calmness remains high! 】

[Rainbow Ghost VS Giant Insect, Watson and Holmes have completely different worldviews! ]

Is this a supernatural thriller or a hardcore science detective?

At this moment, the narrator's voice sounded faintly, as if pondering some profound theory: "If I understand correctly..."

"Something seems to have been affected by this fragment of the vulnerability."

"Like it made things go backwards or something."

After a brief silence, the narrator's voice became more relaxed, with a hint of nonchalant ridicule: "Who cares? Let's go follow them!"

Outdoor cracks

Wang Laoju controlled the mouse and took Holmes and Watson out of the room and into the outdoors.

Under the night sky, the earth appeared distorted. Distant buildings seemed stretched by an invisible force, or as if the world's gravity had been partially reversed. Fragmentary streams of data drifted in the air, like incompletely loaded game tiles, occasionally flashing strange colors.

Mr. William's ghost was floating in the air. He frowned slightly and looked around, as if looking for something.

"Where's the exit?" His voice was low and anxious, with a hint of urgency. "I can feel that I'm here..."

The narrator's voice responded immediately, a hint of urgency in its tone: "Take us home."

However, after hearing these words, William's ghost paused for a moment, then let out a meaningful low laugh.

"But why, Yugi?"

He tilted his head slightly, as if examining some invisible being, a scornful smile playing at the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you having a great time here with your new NPC?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

【??? NPC?!】

[Mr. William, what are you talking about?! ]

[Wait, how did he know he was in the game?!]

However, William's ghost seemed to realize that he had said too much. He coughed lightly and waved his hand: "Oh... they don't know what NPCs are... Sorry! I mean... new friends."

Watson blinked and frowned slightly, as if he noticed that there was something strange about Mr. William's words.

However, Holmes was obviously more impatient. His eyes were as sharp as a knife as he stared at William's ghost. His tone was low and dangerous: "Watson, don't talk to this beast. It makes me feel uneasy!"

The live broadcast room instantly burst into laughter——

【Holmes's mouth is still very poisonous! 】

[The word "beast" feels subtly off-putting when used to describe a ghost...]

[Holmes: The worldview of this game is beyond my comprehension. I don't want to play it anymore.]

However, William's ghost didn't care about Holmes's hostility. He just glanced at them lightly, with that playful smile still on his lips: "Their AI doesn't look very good."

The narrator's voice suddenly rose, a hint of alarm in his tone: "Where are you going, Mr. William?"

William's ghost paused slightly, then looked up into the distance. It was a twisted crack, a dark, unknown crack that seemed to lead to a deeper world.

He smiled softly, his voice low and mysterious: "Go to a place where I can carry out my evil plans."

Then, his figure gradually faded, and finally completely merged into the crack and disappeared.

The live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Holy shit!!! Where did he go?!]

[Evil plan?! Mr. William, who are you?!]

[The plot of this game is becoming more and more magical...] ​​(End of this chapter)