Chapter 162
Chapter 162
To everyone’s surprise… after little Luo Yunmeng received her Review Cards, she did not use either one.
Instead, she stuffed them into her pocket.
Although the others did not understand, they sighed in relief.
Luo Yunmeng sneered inwardly at the relieved expressions on their faces.
Were they serious? Two major powerhouses would be protecting her during tonight’s game. Why the hell would she swap out?
Of course she had to seize this opportunity to grind experience like crazy.
With that thought, she rubbed the Review Cards in her pocket. A faint friction sound came the next second. Luo Yunmeng stiffened and instinctively looked at Qiao Yu.
Why?
Why had he given her two Review Cards…?
Elsewhere, Kong Xianya, who had also been scammed out of 1,800 yuan, stared blankly at the two Review Cards in her hand and fell into confusion.
But like Luo Yunmeng, she swallowed her questions.
After all, Qiao Yu never conducted business at a loss-unless he had another purpose.
As for Shang Yan…
Shang Yan had not paid a cent. His heart brimmed with emotion.
*He really does love me. He didn’t even ask me for money. When we get back, I’ll have to buy him a sports car as a reward.*
“Two minutes remaining.”
Everyone nervously watched the isolated people who possessed Review Cards, terrified that one of them would be selected for an exchange.
In the tense atmosphere, Qiao Yu suddenly raised his hand and displayed three more Review Cards. “Anyone want one? Highest bidder wins.”
The streamers fell silent.
“Wait. Does he buy Review Cards wholesale? That makes six already, doesn’t it?”
Lucia’s eyes darted around. She suddenly held up the card she had just purchased. “No, seven.”
Everyone: ??
“Starting bid: one hundred thousand yuan. Each increase must be at least ten thousand. Time limit: one minute.”
Qiao Yu raised the price on the spot. The selected streamers began throwing their hands up with reckless desperation.
“One hundred and ten thousand!”
“One hundred and fifty thousand.”
…
“Six hundred thousand!”
An uproar broke out. Qiao Yu immediately finalized the sale. “No need for empty theatrics. Congratulations, it’s yours.”
[WeChat received: 600,000 yuan.]
The person who won the Review Card casually selected another streamer, then hurried away from the starting line.
But the newly selected streamer’s eyes widened. No matter what anyone said, he refused to stand at the start.
While he dragged his feet, Qiao Yu sold the other two Review Cards for 550,000 and 790,000 yuan respectively.
[Live Assistant 9999999: You certainly know how to do business.]
Qiao Yu shrugged. “You’re too kind.”
Unfortunately, the two remaining cards were snatched up by people outside the game. During the broadcast’s final ten-second countdown, the selected streamers stared desperately at Qiao Yu, hoping he might have more.
Qiao Yu spread his hands. “Sorry, sold out. Come earlier next time.”
Lucia sighed. “Seven Review Cards. What incredible luck.”
Luo Yunmeng silently added, *No. He got all ten of them!!!*
No wonder he had not yet gotten himself killed despite constantly asking for trouble. His luck was truly outrageous. He was the emperor of good fortune.
Chinnawat had no money. He worried that Qiao Yu might have kept one final Review Card for himself.
But when the countdown reached zero without Qiao Yu demanding an exchange, Chinnawat could not help feeling puzzled.
Had this man really kept none for himself? Did he value money more than his life?
“Ding, ding, ding! Here are the rules… The game ends only when someone touches Big Sister in the red scarf. And now, let the game begin!”
The instant the announcement ended, a figure appeared ahead of them.
She wore a thick coat and a red scarf and stood before the wall with her back to everyone. A woman’s gentle voice rang out. “We are all wooden dolls…”
Everyone had played this game as a child. One person stood ahead with their back to the others and chanted, “We are all wooden dolls. No talking, no moving. One, two, three-freeze!”
Once the chant ended, no one was allowed to move. The person in front would turn around and look for anyone who broke the rules. Anyone caught moving was eliminated. The game continued until someone managed to touch the person reciting the chant.
There was one more detail to remember: the person at the front could also be the hunter. Anyone who entered her reach would be eliminated as well.
They therefore had to move quickly while carefully calculating the distance and their range of movement.
“No talking, no moving. One, two, three-freeze!”
The moment the chant ended, the girl in the large scarf turned around. Her beautiful eyes roved over the ten children like scanners.
She was searching for anyone who had violated the rules.
Everyone was so frightened that they barely dared breathe, much less move.
Strangely, the scarf-wearing girl showed no intention of turning back to begin the next round. She simply stood there, staring directly at them.
Time crawled more slowly with every passing second. Several people holding awkward poses began to falter. Finally, one streamer balancing on a single leg secretly rotated his raised ankle…
Almost instantly, the girl silently raised a hand and pointed at the male streamer.
Before anyone could react, the orphanage’s resident children cheered and surged forward in a swarm, fighting over their prey.
The streamer’s shrill screams followed, accompanied by loud chewing and swallowing.
“Eating children… Children eating children!”
Chinnawat’s mind went completely blank. The bloody scene left his limbs icy and his scalp numb.
What a perfectly useless observation…
The girl in the red scarf had already turned away and resumed her chant. “We are all wooden dolls. No talking, no moving. One, two, three-freeze!”
No one dared approach the children whose mouths were smeared with blood. The price of taking a detour was that they failed to cover even half the distance.
To be honest, this was Qiao Yu’s first time playing the game. The circumstances were hardly appropriate, but it seemed… surprisingly interesting?
Luo Yunmeng and the others had followed Qiao Yu’s instructions and did not rush. They kept both feet planted on the ground, looking calm and unhurried, almost as if they were posing for a poster.
That made things miserable for the other four streamers racing forward. One of them-whether because he had eaten too much that evening or was simply unlucky-accidentally hiccupped.
Like a judge delivering a sentence, the girl pointed at him.
The resident children, who had just finished devouring the previous streamer, all turned toward him and stretched their mouths into eerie smiles.
“Ah! I don’t want to be eaten!” The streamer was not foolish enough to wait in place. He turned and ran.
While fleeing, he spent his few remaining gold coins on a random talisman. Fortunately… he drew a Speed Talisman. He immediately slapped it onto himself and shot away like the wind.
Strangely, the children did not pursue him.
The moment the streamer wearing the Speed Talisman raced out of the backyard, he glanced over his shoulder. The pallid little ghosts stared directly at him without moving.
Could it be… that they were unable to leave the backyard?
The instant the thought appeared, a dark shadow descended before him. Every streamer’s eyes widened as though they had seen something horrifying.
He stopped and slowly turned around. One glance made his blood flow backward, and his entire body began trembling uncontrollably.
Blocking his path was… an enormous head. It was Qiao Shihui’s head!
She opened her mouth, and two rows of gigantic, razor-sharp teeth instantly pierced his body…
After devouring the streamer, Qiao Shihui burped. Her head shrank back to normal size, and she closed her eyes, falling motionless once more.
Her neck was impossibly long, twisting all the way back through a window to the body behind it.
She looked like a long-necked monster that had sunk into slumber.
For a moment, everyone’s body went cold, and despair began spreading through the air.
“We are all wooden dolls…”
The voice reignited their will to survive. The streamer at the front quickened his pace as though staking everything on one final attempt. At the same time, the woman ahead began reciting the chant faster without anyone noticing.
Just before his hand touched her, the chant ended.
His palm hung one centimeter above the girl’s shoulder. He stared nervously as she turned around.
The next second, the woman in the bright-red scarf reached out and patted the back of his hand. The icy touch made every hair on his body stand on end. Then her eyelids slowly lifted.
She asked, “Am I pretty?”