Meng Fei watched as he automatically walked through the hotel lobby, left the hotel, crossed the garden, walked out of the hotel's big door, and headed toward a bus parked at the hotel entrance.
After Meng Fei entered the bus, he regained control of his body.
Meng Fei found a seat almost at random, leaned against the window, and looked at the full view of the hotel.
It was a very luxurious manor hotel, and from his position, he could barely see some of the glass windows of the hotel rooms.
Under Meng Fei's gaze, many silhouettes slowly appeared in front of those windows.
It was a pity that the Weird Livestream Room had already paused its broadcast.
Otherwise, he could probably have gathered quite a bit of information about the audience's SAN value dropping.
Even after seeing such a horrifying scene, Meng Fei's SAN value did not move at all.
He lay against the glass in a twisted pose, staring fixedly at those silhouettes, attempting to distinguish what they were.
The number of silhouettes at each window was different; some had none at all, while others had five or six figures crowded in front of the window.
"What exactly happened here?" Meng Fei asked.
"You are still worried about that side? Why not worry about yourself?" A sound came from Meng Fei's side.
Meng Fei turned his head to look; a Masked Man wearing a red and black plaid suit was sitting in the seat next to him.
The Masked Man rested his chin on his hand, watching Meng Fei.
The mask on his face was a combination of a white smiling face and a black crying face; a brilliant golden sun was painted on the white smiling face, and a silver moon was painted on the black crying face.
Meng Fei looked at him.
The Masked Man also watched Meng Fei leisurely.
Meng Fei said, "No one knows what happened during the players' rest time."
The Masked Man chuckled and said, "Are you interested in knowing?"
Meng Fei asked in return, "Are you the reward distributor?"
The Masked Man laughed out loud and said, "You are truly interesting."
Meng Fei said, "Thanks, most of the people who say that about me are madmen."
"Na na, you are very interesting." The Masked Man looked at Meng Fei, his gaze as chilling as a viper.
Meng Fei said, "Damn it, say what you have to say and get it over with, it's annoying."
Meng Fei's change of face was completely untraceable; he could flip his attitude in an instant!
The Masked Man's movements stiffened.
Meng Fei sat down and looked around; this was a bus, and besides Meng Fei, only the Masked Man was left in the vehicle.
Meng Fei sat cross-legged and said, "You speak very slowly, you are a lot like someone."
"Who?" The Masked Man actually had a good temper; looking at Meng Fei now was like looking at a poor, foolish child who did not know his own fate.
Meng Fei did not like this look from the Masked Man.
"Like the Dean."
"Is he a bad person?" the Masked Man asked.
Meng Fei said, "No, strictly speaking, he is a good person, and I like him very much, but to me, he is a bad person."
The Masked Man was silent for a moment, then he looked toward the hotel windows.
"Then he is a bad person."
Meng Fei said, "Why did you appear?"
The Masked Man looked at Meng Fei again and said, "Your performance was excellent, and the audience likes you very much."
Meng Fei blinked his eyes, "And then? What about the reward?"
"Ha, you really are a madman." The Masked Man reached out and pulled a black gift box from his bosom.
The Masked Man said, "Do you want to accept this reward? If you accept the reward, you must pay a price."
Meng Fei took the black gift box without hesitation and said, "You are talking nonsense again, I have clearly already paid the price."
"I let your audiences watch a good show."
As Meng Fei said this, he opened the gift box.
There was only a thin note inside the gift box, and a few sentences were written on it.
【Congratulations, Dear Player, you have obtained the Talent: Always Win When Gambling】
【Always Win When Gambling: When it comes to gambling, you will absolutely not lose.】
【However, the bet must be agreed upon by both parties, and the final right of interpretation belongs to the Weird Live Broadcast.】
【You can bet with anyone, but not all bets with existences will be established~】
【If you want to obtain this talent, please swallow this note; if you want to refuse this talent, please return the gift to the person who sent it to you.】
Meng Fei smiled and said, "I like this talent; this is a very good talent."
As Meng Fei said this, he ate the note.
He touched his stomach and said, "So, am I a superhuman now?"
"Always Win When Gambling, do you want to bet with me once?"
Meng Fei's eyes were startlingly bright; his gaze did not look at all like that of a poor person trapped in despair.
Meng Fei was enjoying all of this.
The Masked Man looked at Meng Fei and said softly, "Madman."
Meng Fei: "Come on, come on, let's bet once, just bet on a small thing."
The Masked Man: "I will not bet with you."
Meng Fei said, "Just bet on a small thing, just one thing."
The Masked Man lost interest in Meng Fei; at the beginning, the Masked Man thought Meng Fei was truly a genius wearing the skin of a madman.
But now it seemed he was just a lucky madman.
If this madman were truly a smart person, he shouldn't have accepted this damned talent!
The Masked Man stood up and said, "No."
Meng Fei sat in the chair, "I am betting with you, you will regret it."
The Masked Man's movements stiffened; his gaze looked at Meng Fei as if he were looking at a dead person.
"I will absolutely not regret it."
Meng Fei smiled and said, "You still bet with me."
The Masked Man: "It is just a meaningless conversation."
The Masked Man walked toward the driver's seat and said, "I will send you to the safe house; you have one day and one night of rest time."
"When the rest time ends, you will have to participate in the second Rule Horror."
The Masked Man sat down and operated the bus.
Meng Fei followed him like a puppy, like a gambler who had gone crazy with gambling.
"Bet with me one more time, bet on anything!"
The Masked Man ignored him.
Meng Fei observed the Masked Man and muttered, "Too similar, really too similar."
The Masked Man thought Meng Fei was talking about that Dean.
The corners of the Masked Man's mouth, hidden under the mask, tightened; he was full of resentment.
Even if it were him, he would not be remembered by anyone, right?
This group of damned fellows, they are heartless fellows, fellows like parasites!
Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! They all deserve to die!
The Masked Man drove the bus, and the speed of the bus became faster and faster, heading straight for the cliff not far away.
Meng Fei sat in the passenger seat, lying on the dashboard in front of him, turning his head to look at the Masked Man.
He said, "I bet that you cried."
The Masked Man did not respond.
The moment the bus fell off the cliff, it was like falling into a colorful world, and then Meng Fei was kicked out.
Meng Fei had a super good temper; he rubbed his butt and looked around.
This was a simple single room.
To be honest, it looked exactly like a hospital room in a mental hospital.
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