Chapter 150 - Ming Yue Pavilion (xiii)

The plastic sisters agreed to a new game and Xiao Lan was finally able to move from the pawn to the player's position.

 

B Sister Xiao turned to Xiao Lan: "Since you want to join our game, where is your bet? If you can't get it, we won't agree to your joining."

 

At that, Xiao Lan opened his arms and changed the [Emperor's New Clothes 2.0] on his body to the uncomprehending eyes of the two paper figures.

 

The next thing the two paper men saw was this otherwise plain dress, which turned into a suit, then a dress, and after switching between multiple styles, went back to looking like a T-shirt.

 

Xiao Lan looks at them and flexes her former sales skills: "Would you like to have an endless number of clothes, completely made to order by your own heart? No more waiting for the tailor's work, no more bothering to talk to the designer, no more worrying about finding materials that look good enough, you can have it as soon as it comes to your mind."

 

"Every detail is exclusive to you, no matter the style or size."

 

"From now on, how about taking control of your own dressing?"

 

B Sister Xiao's voice rose a few notches in excitement: "This dress! It can be completely controlled by me? There are no restrictions on the style and no maximum quantity?!"

 

Xiao Lan nodded: "Yes, it will be the best dress in the world for you."

 

Mrs A also perked up, "It's just made for me!"

 

B Sister Xiao: "It's made for me!"

 

Lady A's tone was tinged with a bit of disdain, "Sister is joking again."

 

B Sister Xiao said in an imperative tone, "Just wait and see, sister."

 

At this point, a new platform appeared on the ground.

 

The table came in front of Xiao Lan, who placed the [Plastic Dragon Slayer], an important prop for the rest of the game, on it.

 

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Immediately afterwards, three paper seats rise from the ground.

 

One is on the stage and two are at the side of the stage, located just behind the three.

 

The two paper figures sat straight up.

 

Xiao Lan was worried about the quality of the paper and sat on it, but luckily it was quite stable.

 

When the three sat down, several slips of paper suddenly appeared on the paper chairs, which, as if alive, bound the bodies of the three to the seats, leaving only one hand each to move.

 

Xiao Lan tried to struggle but found that he could not break free.

 

The seat's restraints were clearly paper, but they were harder than metal, making it impossible for him to leave.

 

The same goes for Mrs A and B Sister Xiao next to her.

 

It seems that it's the power from the rules again, and neither the NPCs nor he can break away from it.

 

The game has finally begun.

 

Mrs. A. said, "Then, as before, let's throw the dice to decide the order."

 

At her words, the dice, which had been out before, appeared once more.

 

But this time there was one in front of each of the three.

 

Each of the three men rolled their points.

 

Mrs. A - 3.

 

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B Sister Xiao - 2.

 

Xiao Lan - 1.

 

The three combine to contract all the small numbers in a dice.

 

It's really non-celebrity in a neat way.

 

If there had been a zero on the dice, perhaps they would have been able to move all their numbers down one place.

 

Mrs A glanced at the other two, a smile on her paper face, not saying a word but all in good time.

 

B Sister Xiao pretends not to see the smug look on this Bitchi's face.

 

Xiao - Best of the Game - Non-Emperor's Light - Arashi: "......"

 

What is it like to be at the bottom of even a rookie game?

 

It feels like he's the best of the non-coms if you don't have kryptonite.

 

He doesn't want to know this harsh truth at all ok ......

 

As the bottom of the dice roll, [Plastic Dragon Slayer] was the first to come to Xiao Lan.

 

Looking at the exaggeratedly shaped, colourful and poorly made prop, Xiao Lan quietly used [Kryptonite?

 

[Name: Kryptonite?

 

[Ability: Consume random personal wealth to increase the luck value by a random percentage (50%~2000%) for 5 minutes (usable 1/1 times)]

 

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[Note: Kryptonite, the only means of saving the non-coms, can sometimes lead to bankruptcy]

 

"You have used the prop [Kryptonite?], random personal wealth will be deducted"

 

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan detected no room"

 

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan detected without a car"

 

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan has no deposits detected"

 

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan was detected without valuable items"

 

"......"

 

"Kryptonite makes me happy, poverty value increased by 20 million"

 

"Note: This prop randomly consumes wealth in the range of 500,000~20,000,000"

 

"How can you get stronger without kryptonite, your luck value has increased by 50% for 5 minutes"

 

"Note: The range of this prop to increase luck value is 50%~2000%"

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Is this his kryptonite for a guarantee?

 

The so-called non-coms are those who spend the most money and take the least gain, and are always full of sorrows along the way of life.

 

But luckily, Xiao Lan was a poor man.

 

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Although he can't reap much luck, he can always reap poverty, and he won't resist in the slightest when it comes to poverty values.

 

Isn't it just 50% luck out of kryptonite.

 

Looking at that scene with the three of them rolling the dice earlier, the three non-coms probably didn't have more than 50% luck combined.

 

Xiao Lan A 50% increase in luck alone should be enough to stand proud in a group of non-coms ......?

 

Under the gaze of the two paper figures, Xiao Lan picked up the [plastic dragon slayer] and chose the target as himself.

 

The [Plastic Dragon Slayer] emits a burst of colourful and flashy light effects that envelops Xiao Lan, accompanied by a very plastic slashing sound effect.

 

That special effects and sound package adds up to 50 cents at best, nothing more.

 

Xiao Lan waits with bated breath.

 

Although the special effect is rubbish, the 50% instant death probability of [Plastic Dragon Slayer] as a prop is no joke.

 

To prevent accidents, he was prepared to just use [Reverse Timer] to reset the effect of this thing back when he saw a bad situation.

 

Even if that would be a bit of a waste, it can't be helped.

 

Mrs A and B Sister Xiao were also staring nervously in the direction of Xiao Lan.

 

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The light effect flickered and then -

 

Gone.

 

The flashy light effect comes in with great force, then it disappears.

 

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It went by without even a system prompt ......

 

As if a dumb fart.

 

Xiao Lan would not have felt that the attack of the [Plastic Dragon Slayer] had ended if it had not been for the reduced number of uses on the prop's description.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

The plastic props are a perfect illustration of what it means to cut corners and to make the best of a limited cost.

 

You could have at least given a system voice!

 

At the somewhat dumbfounded look of the two paper-thin ladies, Xiao Lan put down the plastic knife in her hand with assumed equanimity.

 

It was as if this was how it was supposed to be and they had just made a fuss about it.

 

Mrs A and B Sister Xiao saw Xiao Lan's movements and forced themselves to calm down.

 

Well, that's normal, it's just a small thing.

 

The table turns in front of B Sister Xiao.

 

B Sister Xiao picked up the [plastic dragon slayer] with her slender paper-thin hands and surprisingly held it steady.

 

Although the thing looked very unreliable, the 50% chance of lethality still made her nervous.

 

Seeing B Sister Xiao's nervousness, Mrs A couldn't help but drop the ball: "Sister is so timid, why don't you stop playing?"

 

B Sister Xiao looked at her and gave a defiant "grunt".

 

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Her mouth dropped and she used the prop.

 

B Sister Xiao is safe and sound after the plastic level of poor special effects.

 

She hurriedly threw back the [Plastic Dragon Slayer] and fished out a piece of paper hanky to make a motion to wipe her sweat.

 

B Sister Xiao's hand was still trembling a little, but her mouth was unforgiving to the point where she said, "It's up to my sister now."

 

The platform came to Mrs A.

 

This time it was her turn to hesitate.

 

Although she had a good time taunting B Sister Xiao, the Bitchi, she just wanted to see her opponent unlucky, but how come B Sister Xiao was not unlucky?

 

Mrs A gritted her teeth in secret.

 

B Sister Xiao gathered her emotions, "Oh, if you are afraid, you can also just admit defeat, sister, I won't tell anyone."

 

But I knew with my butt that she would spread the story to the dogs on the side of the road.

 

Mrs. A. had a heart attack and used the prop.

 

Still the same spicy 50 cent special effects.

 

But this time, the special effects came on with Mrs A's scream, "Ah-"

 

The other two looked towards her in a hurry.

 

It was as if Mrs. A's paper body was being cut by an invisible blade and was slowly cracking apart.

 

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It's just that the knife may not be very sharp and the cut surface is pitted, like a child's handicraft work.

 

At this moment, Xiao Lan's heart is filled with compassion.

 

It's really an unreliable prop, what a slice of 99,999 ah, it's simply false propaganda.

 

To be cut down by such a broken knife might as well be a painful death.

 

In a painful struggle, Mrs. A. jerked her head up.

 

The upper half of her body had split in two, and her drooping head looked reluctantly at B Sister Xiao, letting out an angry scream, "Why! Why isn't it you who died-"

 

Because of the attack, the bonds on her body had been released and the splitting of her body in half allowed her to reach farther.

 

Mrs A reached out hard and grabbed B Sister Xiao's skirt in a death grip.

 

Her paper hands were hard to the point of contortion, tearing viciously.

 

Being a paperweight, the pain of the torn skirt was felt by B Sister Xiao, who also screamed, "Let go of me! Let go!!!"

 

But she was still bound and completely unable to get rid of Mrs A.

 

The force in Mrs. A's hand did not let up, and she just tore off a piece of B Sister Xiao's skirt.

 

B Sister Xiao screamed out in pain, "Ah-"

 

"Heh ...... heh ...... heh ......," Mrs. A. laughed nervously, her body completely cracking in half as she slowly stopped moving.

 

A stunned B Sister Xiao shuddered and kicked Mrs A's dangling hand away with force.

 

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A perfect example of plastic sisterhood self-cultivation.

 

The game ends and the bindings on the two remaining men disappear.

 

Xiao Lan and B Sister Xiao regained their freedom.

 

B Sister Xiao's paper body wobbles a little and struggles to stay on its feet.

 

With a piece of her magnificent light blue dress missing and having lost her previously calm aristocratic air in her panic, she looked quite a bit worse for wear.

 

No sooner had she gotten over the excitement of the previous game than she heard a, "Still playing?"

 

B Sister Xiao stiffens and looks up, straight into Xiao Lan's delighted smile.

 

Xiao Lan turned to her and said, "That was fun, why don't we do it again?"

 

That smile, in which Xiao Lan blended the essence of the brain-flowered man he had seen before, was made even more distorted by the fact that the light coming straight down from the top cast a deep shadow near his eyes.

 

It looks like a madman who likes to find excitement between life and death.

 

B Sister Xiao: "......"

 

Crikey, is that a human thing to say!

 

This guy is a madman, a pervert, a psychopath!

 

B Sister Xiao panicked and said, "No no no ...... I'm not playing."

 

Xiao Lan seemed rather regretful: "Eh? Actually I have something else we can play together, you'd love it."

 

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B Sister Xiao was busy saying like the plague, "I abstain I abstain I abstain!!!"

 

She spoke without pausing for a moment, deeply afraid that if she spoke a little slower, the guy across the table would pull out another scary prop to share with her.

 

Such pleasures she could not enjoy, really could not enjoy.

 

At the words of B Sister Xiao, two tables with bets arrived in front of Xiao Lan.

 

Xiao Lan was quietly relieved that the empty city trick had worked, he really didn't have anything else to play with B Sister Xiao.

 

Is there a luck bonus effect to this smoothness?

 

It was a rare experience for a veteran noncom to experience the feeling of a lucky dog against the backdrop of his peers, but suddenly there was a slight sadness.

 

Because, the five-minute lucky dog voucher for a limited time experience has just expired.

 

 

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