Deceitful Game

Chapter 76 The Shattered Title

Chapter 76 The Shattered Title

"Wake up, wake up—"

It felt like someone was nudging me: "You're definitely awake! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes slightly and realized that I was sitting in a chair.

The girl squatting next to me, pushing against my lower back, was someone I knew.

She was always clingy like a puppy, her eyes shining like unwrapped fruit candies.

I smiled.

"team leader!"

She chattered incessantly, "Did I pass the promotion game?"

"Ah, it passed. So easy."

I heard myself say in a relaxed tone, "It's already the [Gold of the Year] now."

"Once I've familiarized myself with the new title a bit more, I'll be ready to launch the final challenge."

The piano music stopped there.

It was only then that I realized someone had been playing the piano in the room.

"Is everything alright, Captain?"

The bespectacled man was sitting at the piano. He pushed up his glasses and turned to look at me. "I think it would be better to take a few years off," he said.

"No problem, trust me!"

I propped myself up from the huge chair and gave the guy a cheerful thumbs-up: "I never try to be a hero."

"ha?"

The short-haired man, who was working out in the sun with his muscular upper body bare, turned around and laughed heartily upon hearing this, saying, "You've got it backwards, Captain."

He had muscles like a god of war and looked as fierce as Hercules.

He was bench pressing a barbell that looked like a giant wheel with one hand, while a short-haired woman with glasses and a cool demeanor stood calmly in the middle of the barbell like a cat.

She pushed up her glasses and jumped down lightly. Her high heels rippled through the air, as if she were stepping on invisible steps.

"I should say—I've never stopped putting on a brave face, haven't I?"

"Nonsense!"

I just laughed and got up to stretch my stiff body: "Only the weak pretend to be strong! The strong are called tenacious and unyielding."

It was only then that I noticed that there were so many people in this huge and magnificent space, which was like a palace.

Besides the few people who spoke to me, there were more than a dozen others.

There are men and women, old and young.

However, their faces were all blurry and not very clear.

They were all doing their own thing, like phantoms.

Bright sunlight streamed into the palace, creating a rainbow of light as it passed through the fountain.

Birds chirped in the yard, and beneath the azure sky stretched an endless expanse of green grass.

You can hear puppies chasing and playing with little girls, and a gentle female voice telling her to slow down.

The seat I was sitting on was like a huge throne made of gold.

Just like a monarch in a palace.

"Captain!" the girl exclaimed excitedly, "Did you inherit a new title during the promotion ceremony?"

"Ah, yes! Although I don't quite understand the meaning of this title—"

I was a little confused too, but I still said the name of the new title.

It's called "Wei Gu Qiong Chen".

""

Mingpo felt like she was having a strange dream.

He seemed to have forgotten some memories, yet he also recalled some new ones—

In the past, every time I left a deceptive game, I felt refreshed, as if I had had a full night's sleep.

But this time, for the first time, he experienced a headache that felt like he hadn't slept enough or had slept too much.

A profound sense of emptiness resonated within me.

It felt like there was a black hole inside my stomach.

"Ugh————"

He covered his head and sat up in bed.

—Who are they?

My former teammates?

That puppy-like girl—her eyes, Mingpo seemed to have seen them somewhere before.

"----nameless?"

Mingpo murmured softly.

But he wasn't entirely sure—because the difference in temperament between Wuming and her was quite significant.

And that [final challenge] —

Even a charlatan of the "Gold of Age" level who went to participate was considered "barely qualified" by his teammates, who asked him to settle down for a few more years before he could be considered safe.

Could it be that I failed in the "final challenge" and ended up in this state?

This memory is fragmented and incomplete.

It did answer some questions, but it also raised more—

Now Mingpo knows that she did indeed participate in the Deceitful Game and had many friends as a Gold-ranked "Poor and Desolate One." That genuine interaction was not fake—even a fleeting glimpse in a dream makes Mingpo feel so nostalgic and warm now.

But now—

Why don't they come looking for me?

Mingbo remained silent for a while.

He didn't really want to think about the problem anymore.

He felt that he didn't want to see any answer to this problem.

but----

Mingpo was initially reluctant to interact with the "nameless" person again, but this piqued her curiosity.

—He wanted to see her again.

However, while gaining this memory, Mingpo also lost a small portion of her memory.

Mingpo's last memory was reminding her protector to "hide your true appearance and name," to which the protector gave a serious response.

Then Mingpo suddenly lost consciousness.

His subsequent memories were the settlement of this round of deceitful games.

"—What happened?"

Mingpo scratched his head, feeling that his brain wasn't quite up to par.

His mind was a complete mess, as if it were shrouded in a fog.

He staggered out of bed and walked to the living room.

Like someone with a hangover, Mingpo's steps were unsteady. In just a few steps, he bumped into the door and then into the sofa.

Upon seeing the wine cabinet, Mingpo suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Because Mingpo realized something.

He seemed to know—why he wasn't in a good state right now.

Suddenly, a hideous crack appeared on the bottle of brandy that was painted with the image of a "giant monster whose body was wrapped in black cloth".

There was only one crack, but it was quite deep.

If we compare a wine bottle to a person, then this is like a huge wound that runs from behind the ear down to the waist.

As a result, nearly two-thirds of the liquid inside leaked out.

Although she didn't know what was going on, Mingper realized that this seemed to be the source of the "intense emptiness" she was feeling.

Mingpo looked at the extra bottle of wine.

It was a bottle of red wine, seemingly port. The front depicted a detective wearing a deerstalker hat and a khaki trench coat. The detective's face was indistinct, and he was holding a magnifying glass.

With slightly trembling hands, Mingpo poured a glass of wine from the bottle.

The strong aroma of cherry and strawberry is very appetizing.

As Mingpo downed his glass of red wine, he seemed to hear a faint sound, like ice being crushed underfoot.

Mingpo was startled and his eyes widened.

Crimson pupils suddenly appeared, then shattered!