Chapter 157.2 The Horror Club
A’Yu didn’t appear from the elevator but from behind, nearly startling Wen Shi awake. He stood up and nodded.
The city had a hot climate, but the sun was rarely seen. The golden patterns on A’Yu’s mysterious robe emitted a faint glow.
“I’ve already settled the little ones,” A’Yu mentioned, and she also brought up the situation of Pei Hongxin. “His spirit is on the verge of collapsing.”
Mixing among a bunch of demons, wanting to die but not daring to, constantly pretending to be one of them, and most importantly, never getting an adopter. Under layers of torment, even with the strongest willpower, it was challenging for Pei Hongxin to endure.
Wen Shi calmly responded, “He deserves it.”
Passing by a luxury store, A’Yu walked in. This store specialized in expensive skincare products.
She pointed to one of the small porcelain bottles, and the sales assistant retrieved it. “You have a good eye. This just arrived today. It always sells out quickly when it’s in stock.”
Hearing the same sales pitch too many times, Wen Shi paid it no mind. He had set aside several thousand yuan for himself, ready to pay in full.
A’Yu sniffed it lightly and commented, “The product is indeed good.” She checked the manufacturer’s information on the bottle, and at the bottom, two words were printed, “Big Factory.”
As Wen Shi was halfway through the payment, he turned to look at the bottle for several seconds. Not only did it have the manufacturer’s name, but it also had a registered trademark, which was a black cat’s head.
“……” Wen Shi’s eyes almost popped out of his head. No wonder Big Factory was so profitable.
The demon had him juggle two professions, bodyguard and assassin, and in private, he was also juggling between supporting the demon’s premiere event and using the City Lord to amass wealth. Not a single physical slice was wasted.
“My son, this cat looks a bit like you.” A’Yu liked the packaging design of the bottle, with the cap resembling cat ears.
Wen Shi whispered, “Don’t talk about cats. The factory belongs to me.”
A’Yu looked at him, slightly surprised. Assured that he wasn’t joking, she asked, “So, you’re quite wealthy, aren’t you?”
Wen Shi stood there in a daze upon hearing this, then hastily said, “Wait for me.”
After settling the bill, he used his phone to search for the location. There were all sorts of shops on the commercial street. After crossing the road, Wen Shi entered a bank not long after.
Without any hesitation, he walked directly to the counter. Wen Shi had initially intended to show his electronic ID, but his hand hung in mid-air.
The teller asked through the microphone, “Sir, how can I assist you?”
Wen Shi put away his phone and instead took out the【Thank You Letter】from Patient You. “My electronic ID has a problem. Can I use something else to prove my identity?”
He handed the letter over to the teller.
Initially, Wen Shi had used this【Thank You Letter】to convince the host, successfully making him believe that he had a close relationship with You Fushang. According to the game’s authority, this letter served as a kind of pass in the instance.
After reading it, the teller’s attitude, previously polite, now had a touch of warmth. “Mr. Aaron, please have a seat.”
Hearing the familiar address, Wen Shi became convinced of a certain suspicion and his expression changed slightly. “Check how much money is in my account.”
The teller quickly provided an answer, “One billion.”
In the NPC’s world, You Fushang was well-known. The teller’s enthusiasm towards Wen Shi stemmed from his identity as You Fushang’s doctor, a form of celebrity effect, rather than the account balance.
One billion?!
Wen Shi’s fingers tightened. In the dating reality show, the game had verified his credentials personally. Big Factory had a share of his identity, so the shadow opened an account in his name, legitimately channeling money through shares.
However, the shadow didn’t want to be too conspicuous, so it had only deposited one billion, a compromise with the game. But the game had imposed limitations in a different way.
“No wonder.” Wen Shi’s gaze slightly hardened. “This time is different.”
In all the other instances, he had operated under the identity of Aaron, but this time he ended up playing the role of a wealthy second-generation, Lin Hejing.
The shadow couldn’t dismantle the character’s stage. Once an important NPC discovered the character’s true identity, he would be forever trapped in the story. The pre-established account was rendered useless, and in the end, the shadow could only send one billion through another method.
“Can I make a transfer?” Wen Shi noted down Lin Hejing’s account, “Transfer the entire one billion.”
The Golden City had no limits on large transactions and never questioned the source of funds. The teller efficiently processed the transfer for him. The moment he received a text message notification, Wen Shi simultaneously heard a game notification sound.
【You have successfully earned two billion within seven days.】
“!” Wen Shi closed his eyes for a moment. The jackpot had been right under his nose all along. He had been blinded by the game’s use of the【Lin Hejing】character card.
You’ve really got me, you damn game.
His sarcastic thoughts were interrupted by the sound of raindrops. Wen Shi snapped back to reality and saw many pedestrians taking shelter under nearby eaves. They all looked up at the sky in astonishment. In the typically hot and dry Golden City, an unprecedented downpour had suddenly arrived.
Wen Shi walked to the doorway and, under the thick leaden clouds, heard the booming thunder. After a dazzling burst of light, a massive thunderstorm rolled in. Lightning streaked across the cloud cover like silver serpents, giving the sky an apocalyptic appearance.
All the pedestrians who had sought refuge under the bank’s eaves crowded inside, no longer daring to glance at the sky.
A thunderous roar shook Wen Shi’s body. He belatedly realized that it was his phone ringing. Just as he was about to answer, the call had already ended.
【Quick return, third floor of the casino.】 Xiao Hua sent a text message.
There were free umbrellas available at the bank entrance. Wen Shi grabbed one and, braving the heavy rain, rushed back to the luxury store. He called out to A’Yu to return to the casino.
Golden Plum Casino.
Li Nan was waiting in the main hall and led Wen Shi down the elevator. While swiping the card, Li Nan said, “Just received an employee notification. Boss Mei cleared out all the casino guests and declared a full day closure today.”
Obviously, something big had happened.
Catching a glimpse of Wen Shi’s troubled expression, Li Nan paused and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Wen Shi waved his hand weakly and replied, “Just found out that the game played a dirty trick on me.”
As they spoke, the elevator descended to the third floor. The casino, which had been a mess last night, was now cleaned up.
The soundproofing here was excellent, and the terrifying thunder couldn’t penetrate. Boss Mei was seated on her beloved scale-like platform. Bank President and a few other players had already arrived ahead of them.
Bank President looked unusually serious. He rarely engaged in such uncertain gambles, even now, he still didn’t know what the other side had bet. When he had asked earlier, Boss Mei had responded rather rigidly, saying that she would announce it after everyone was present.
Wen Shi’s gaze swept across the various expressions on everyone’s faces as he walked towards the Money Scale.
“I mentioned that if luck was on our side, we could open the game quickly,” Boss Mei smiled, and her pupils reflected the blurry shape of plum blossoms. “But I’m also surprised it happened so soon.”
Hearing the game being opened, Bank President suddenly clenched his fists.
Boss Mei gracefully waved her plum blossom branch, and an invisible barrier enveloped the area around the Money Scale. She smiled and said, “To prevent any unrelated entities from peeking.”
After shielding the game, above the tray holding Wen Shi’s chips, black letters appeared: Lord of Terror.
“He bet on the Lord of Terror?” one player nearly exclaimed. They had never interacted with the Lord of Terror, but they understood the power of the game. The latter was essentially the master of the virtual world, with almost limitless capabilities.
Even Bank President was surprised. When he had returned home last night, he had pondered the possibility of the other side betting on the game.
Wen Shi just stood silently in place, showing no response to their confusion and inquiries.
Boss Mei gently tapped the scale, her gaze suddenly becoming sharp. Then, she said four words, “Money paves the way—”
Instantly, countless illusory copper coins fell from the scale’s beam. They automatically linked together, pierced through the ceiling, ascended upwards, and somewhere unseen by the onlookers, transformed into a streak of light that shot out. It remained unaffected by the raging superstorm and successfully connected to a dimensional space in the void.
This path paved by money resembled a comical and winding antenna, with another connecting point at the scale itself. Behind the beam, a water curtain appeared, broadcasting in reverse a battle from a distant location.
Wen Shi swallowed nervously.
What an amazing scale! A well-behaved kitty deserved a cat tree.
As if sensing his thoughts, Boss Mei smiled and looked over at him. Wen Shi quickly avoided eye contact, his gaze wandering aimlessly. Just thinking about it was enough. Such an incredible thing, the game would never allow players to possess.
He was still young, no need to rush into things.
However…
Wen Shi shifted his gaze towards Bank President, and this time, his expression was rather open.
Godly weapon,【Super Abacus】, come forth!
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