[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 180 - Thinking and bothering Fu

Yan After this fusion, Fu Yan's fever was not as serious as before, but his head was still very dizzy. So after Fan Xiang took him back home, he sent him straight to bed.

The virtual reality in Fu Yan's sleep was once again mixed with the memories brought by his soul, including the origin of Lan Su.

Lan Su's experience... simply put is the story of "the young emperor's ascension to the throne".

When he was still a teenager, all the immediate elders in his family died due to various accidents, vendettas, and injuries. Therefore, Lan Su began to take actual control of the family's industry, the gaming industry, at a very young age. But this "actual control" is actually achieved with the help of many people. This model was good at first. After all, Lan Su, a child, could not control such a large family business, let alone an industry full of dangers such as gambling. But as time went by, all kinds of demons and ghosts gradually showed their fangs, overtly and covertly devouring the resources in Lan Su's hands.

How could Lan Su not know? He has been evaluated as "very wise and almost a monster" since he was a child, and he was brought to the gambling table by his father and grandfather before he could say anything. He is knowledgeable and courageous. As he grew older, he did not become mature and steady, but became bold to the point of being almost crazy. He designed and executed people, and even played Russian Roulette with his opponents. His methods were bloody and vicious, which shocked others and aroused fear and strong backlash from others.

So in the end, he died in a firefight. At that time, the power in Lan Su's hands had been consolidated and he was expanding his "business territory", thus touching other people's cakes. He killed many opponents, and finally died under the joint murder of his opponents.

After becoming a ghost, Lan Su opened a casino to attract and "reasonably" devour other ghosts. Those gamblers have a hard-to-change nature. They have already lost their lives gambling, and when they come to Lan Su, they will end up in a state of despair. But they still kept coming. They couldn't give up their gambling habit, and eventually died because of gambling. It's unclear whether it's sad or deplorable or everyone gets what they want.

Later, Fan Xiangyi came. Lan Su definitely couldn't do it, so he surrendered. It was only when Lan Su met the consuls around the tyrant when the share of the "surrender" was determined, that he realized that there were not only violent elements under Fan Xiang's command.

Before meeting the consul, Lan Su was ready to take a desperate risk and deceive Fan Xiangyi into losing part of the "tribute".

But facing the consul, Lan Su could only talk to him step by step. The negotiation between the two people was protracted. The impatient Fan Xiang didn't even bother to listen to a single sentence and just left it to the consul. Talking about the key links in the later stage, Lan Su and the Archon once started a gambling game, and finally decided on the plan based on the results of the gambling game. In this gambling game that gamblers paid close attention to, the consul won, and Lan Su could only listen to him.

From then on, the Archon became famous in Lansu's casino.

Afterwards, Lan Su asked the consul: "You just gambled with the tyrant's 'consecration'. If you lose the bet, aren't you afraid that the tyrant will come to settle the score with you?" "

Not afraid." After a huge gamble, the consul's attitude remained cold. , "He doesn't care about these things at all."

"..." Lan Su said, "Isn't this a good opportunity for you to do something good for yourself?"

The consul asked, "How do you deal with subordinates who are enriching themselves?"

Lan Su said, The reaction came to his senses: "...You're right."

"Besides, I don't want anything." The consul said again, "Why bother to spend more time trying to find a camp?"

Lan Su didn't take these words seriously at the time, because He could tell that the Archon was a big ghost with a lot of energy. He must have absorbed a lot of things to become so powerful. He also said, "I don't have anything I want." Who were you kidding?

Later, Lan Su learned that the ability level of the Archon was all fed by Fan Xiang.

But at that time Lan Su was not stupid enough to inquire about the source of the big ghost's ability. Instead, he changed the subject: "Can you beat me in a bet and give you a token to play at any time?" "

Not interested." The consul said coldly, "There is nothing you can do , only then will one place their fate on luck; only one with mediocre luck will imagine that one day they will be lucky."

Lan Su: "...You just finished your bet with me."

Archon: "It takes too much time to convince you. "

Lan Su: "Are you so confident that you can beat me?"

"You are too confident. It's just a numbers game, there is always something different." The consul paused and then said, "Even if you lose, it's not my property." "

... ..." Lan Su had nothing to say, "Okay, I'm willing to admit defeat. If you win, I'll accept whatever you say."

So he didn't give away the blue chip in his hand.

***

When Fu Yan woke up, there was still light shining through the curtains. It was obvious that it was not completely dark outside.

Fan Xiangyi was sitting at the table not far from the bed. There seemed to be a bunch of things spread out on the table, and Fan Xiangyi was still holding a piece of paper in his hand and looking at it.

"...What did you bring back?" Fu Yan got up, his voice a little hoarse, "Put it in your room, don't take up my space." "Tell

me as soon as you wake up, I'm in your dream again What did you do?" Fan Xiang raised an eyebrow, picked up a flag on the table, and tossed it, "This is something for you, I just want to see it, don't blame me." "

What?"

"They A little game for you." Fan Xiang threw a chess piece to him, "It was delivered just after noon."

Fu Yan took a look at the chess piece and found that there was a biplane pattern on the chess piece, and it was painted red. . He remembered the words of Cen Yi and Cen Yi in the game and asked: "Flying Chess?"

"Yes. Here are the rules, do you read them?"

"If you don't read them now, I have a headache."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xiang got up and went to the bed. Putting a big palm on Fu Yan's forehead: "It seems that the fever is gone."

"My body temperature feels fine now, but my head feels heavy and unclear." Fu Yan didn't have much strength in his body and couldn't push him, and he didn't even bother to lift his hands. Fan Xiangyi put down his hand and asked, "Sleep a little longer?"

"Don't sleep, otherwise I will have insomnia at night. Besides, I feel weak and hungry." Fu Yan climbed to the bedside, put on his slippers, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, yes Well, didn't you say before that there is a reward for the casino with the highest points in the world? He said that he would give me the highest points, so what exactly is the reward in the end?"

Fan Xiang said: "You even got the 'god of gambler's chips', and you still want to Want? But that bargaining chip affects you. I will give it to you if you need it."

"Whether I want to or not is one thing, but he has to give it as a rule, right?" Fu Yan replied, "I got the money from my previous life. It seems that he wanted to give the chips to the consul at that time. So, essentially, it was not for me. I should have other prizes." "

So?" When Fan Xiang heard this, he told him about his previous life again. Separated from himself, he said, "Okay, anyway, I asked for some 'compensation' from him, and by the way, I also included you."

Fu Yan added: "He used your image rights, you ask him for compensation Have you?"

"That's it."

"Then what you added by the way should be your colleague's image rights fee, and my first place reward." "

I heard it, you just want to steal him. Why, What did he do to disgust you before I went to pick you up?"

"It wasn't at that time, it was in the dream." Fu Yan said, "The bet he made with my previous life was too mind-numbing. Although essentially the money was not mine. But seeing this scene from the first perspective made me feel the same way. I already had a bad headache, and this made it worse. Lan Su was really difficult to deal with. Of course, my previous life was also too serious. ."

When Fan Xiang heard him mention his previous life, he thought for a while: "He has always been very serious about his work."

"I think it was because you arrested him to work not long after his death that he had nothing else to do. As a result, when I received his memory, nine times out of ten, he was working, working, working!" Fu Yan thought of the "Game of Kings" cards that Lan Su made, and felt that they were simply a reflection of the (previous) display, so he was even more speechless, "He obviously knows that, and you don't know if he will get more or less resources for you, but he is still serious What kind of energy is that?"

Fan Xiang said, "If he wasn't like this, I would not completely hand over the power to him."

Fu Yan said, "You, an evil capitalist, are quite proud of yourself?"

Fan Xiang heard it. He hates work deeply, but he also thinks the way he gnashes his teeth when talking about work is cute, so he deliberately teases him: "Is this the image I have in your dream? So when you wake up, you can't wait to find trouble with me to vent your anger?"

"Pretty much. Well." Fu Yan pressed his temples, "Every time I dream, I have to suffer as a social animal. I think the main reason why I split my soul in my previous life was not to prevent you from finding it, but to make me lose my memory. So many hard-working people Memory, I would rather not know. He even cares about the bet to such detail. If he accepts it, he won't suffer any loss anyway." "

It seems that I am really dragged down by these memories of yours." Fan Xiang took a look. He was about to stand up, raised his hand to grab it, and put a hand on his lower back. Fu Yan looked at him and he said, "What can be saved is a little bit." "

..." Fu Yan didn't hold on because he found that he was really shaking.

So he sat back and said, "...Can I ask you a favor?"

"It's rare that you are so polite to talk to me." Fan Xiang said, "Tell me, I want to see if there is anything else that would be difficult to do." Asking you to use such a solemn tone."

"It's not difficult. I just want you to help bring me a meal. I need some time and energy to recover my strength." Fu Yan said, "...when they give these little games, they should also give them Have you eaten?"

"Here you go." Fan Xiang paused and said, "You'd better sit on your back. Didn't you notice that you were shaking?"

"...Huh?" Fu Yan really didn't notice. But he was indeed still in a daze. Fan Xiangyi's eyesight was very good, so what he said was probably correct.

"You are really..." Fan Xiang saw that he was still in a daze, so he simply carried him to the head of the bed manually and let him sit on the pillow, "You really want to exercise, I am going to force you to do physical training , Jiaojiao."

"Who the hell is 'Jiaojiao'...!" Fu Yan easily grabbed the pillow behind his back and hit Fan Xiangyi, but with this strength and this prop, Fan Xiangyi easily caught the pillow and Following the force, he used a pillow to push Fu Yan down on the bed.

"Hey...!"

Fu Yan struggled for a moment, but fortunately Fan Xiangyi didn't intend to bully him too much physically, so he threw the pillow away and left.

"Okay, get ready to eat."