A New Game is Born, Another Party Game (Bonus Update)

Lin Yu gripped Mao Ruirui's shoulders firmly, making sure to reassure her as he spoke.

"Ruirui, seriously, thank you so much!"

"It's thanks to having you by my side; otherwise, I wouldn't have had a clue what to do."

Such direct praise made Mao Ruirui feel incredibly sweet inside.

"Time is short..."

"Little Yu, go find everyone first."

"Then, we can all give you your gifts together, and you can write the greeting cards for everyone at once."

"Doing it one by one takes way too much time."

"I believe in you; you can definitely do it!"

Mao Ruirui hadn't just revealed their locations; she had also come up with a solution for the time constraints on Lin Yu's behalf.

Once everyone ran into the yard, the area available for hiding was limited.

There were also two who had run into the dining room—the very place Lin Yu had gone to first.

When searching, one tends to subconsciously ignore places they have already checked.

This was exactly why Lin Yu was so grateful to Mao Ruirui.

If Lin Yu had run down on his own, his first instinct would definitely have been to chase after Mao Ruirui and then scour the yard.

By the time he wasted all that time and returned to the apartment, he would be back to square one, with people potentially hiding on the first, second, or third floors.

Now that the specific locations were locked down, everything was much easier!

...

Five minutes later.

Lin Yu had found every single girl; not one was left behind.

The challenge task designed by Maomao hadn't been in vain after all.

Everyone gathered in the main hall, waiting for the host, Maomao, to continue controlling the room and cue the next part of the process.

When Maomao discussed things in the group chat, she had only mentioned the rules of the game and the plan to make things difficult for Lin Yu.

As for what kind of item reward Lin Yu would receive upon completion, the others were also in the dark.

Lin Yu himself was even more clueless.

He asked expectantly:

"Maomao, before the game started, you said that after I found everyone, I'd get a mysterious item."

"Everyone is here now, so can you give it to me?"

Maomao raised her microphone and fished a deck of "poker cards" out of her pocket:

"Congratulations to the birthday boy for successfully completing everyone's test."

"I trust everyone has received the birthday boy's messages; please keep them safe as a souvenir."

"There is still a long time before dinner, and during this period, we will play another game together..."

"Fibbing and No Dares!"

Everyone in the room: "???"

Lin Yu: "???"

What on earth?

Was that even a real sentence?

Fibbing! No Dares!

What kind of magically modified party game was this?

It was hard to imagine just how outrageous the rules would be.

Did Maomao know about party games too?

He had never heard her mention anything about this before!

The prize Lin Yu got for passing the level, that thing that looked like a deck of poker cards, was likely related to this "Fibbing and No Dares" game.

As for the specifics, he naturally had to wait for Maomao to continue.

Unexpectedly.

Maomao immediately added:

"The creator of this interesting party game is our very own Ying'er."

"Regarding the rules, please let Ying'er explain them to everyone; she can explain it much more detailedly than I can."

Lin Yu: "..."

He knew it.

He hadn't heard of Maomao having skills in party games.

If the game came from Ying'er's hands, then it wasn't strange at all.

Just hearing the name, it really had Ying'er's style written all over it.

Considering the board game from the last gathering, since this was another one of Ying'er's masterpieces, the gameplay would definitely involve plenty of thrills and excitement.

Lin Yu was actually a little worried...

They wouldn't all get drunk before they even made it to dinner, right?

Amidst warm applause, Ying'er came up to Maomao and took the microphone.

She walked specifically over to Lin Yu, faced him, and said:

"As everyone knows, in traditional Truth or Dare, the person chosen has to answer a question or perform a dare."

"It's boring, and it's dull."

"Fibbing and No Dares adds new settings to the traditional Truth or Dare."

Saying this, Ying'er paused on purpose, looking at Lin Yu expectantly.

Lin Yu stared blankly for a few seconds, completely failing to understand what Ying'er was expecting.

Then he asked in confusion:

"How is that different from saying nothing?"

"Everyone has played Truth or Dare and knows how it works."

"Get to the point—what exactly is the setting for your Fibbing and No Dares?"

Ying'er held up a finger and said decisively:

"Good question!"

"Fibbing means that when someone asks you a question, you have to give the opposite answer within three seconds."

"For example, 'Which one of us is richer?'"

Saying that, Ying'er pointed at Lin Yu, waiting for him to continue.

Lin Yu roughly understood Ying'er's meaning and played along:

"I am richer."

Ying'er: "Am I pretty?"

Lin Yu: "Not pretty."

Ying'er: "Hey! Between us, who is the son?"

Lin Yu: "Two examples are enough. I suggest everyone avoid asking that last type of question."

Ying'er: "Hahaha."

Hearing Lin Yu dodge the answer, Ying'er laughed even more happily.

As expected of Little Yu!

His reaction was quite fast; he actually didn't fall for it.

How could Lin Yu be tricked so easily? Similar games had appeared before.

It was just saying the opposite of the truth.

The fun of playing this at a party lay in whether the words spoken could trigger a comedic effect.

Or perhaps for some flirtatious young people, they could use the opportunity of saying the opposite to reveal their true feelings.

Having figured out the "False Truth" part, Lin Yu asked again:

"Ying'er, explain to everyone, what is 'No Dares'?"

Ying'er clapped her hands:

"Good question!"

"No Dares basically means 'Don't Do the Challenge'!"

"Everyone will wear a card on their forehead with something written on it that they cannot do."

"You can see the cards on other people's heads, but you can't see your own."

"Everyone can talk in order, or talk freely. Choose someone you have a grudge against and go straight for them."

Lin Yu: "..."

Wasn't this just two games combined together?

He didn't feel like it sounded that interesting when Ying'er explained it.

Lin Yu scratched his head suspiciously.

Could some outdated little games really be played in a new way here?

Forget about being novel.

Even among the multitude of party games, the combination of the two Ying'er selected wasn't particularly outstanding.

It belonged to the category of things you'd only bring out to play if there was absolutely nothing else to do.

Of course.

These were just Lin Yu's internal thoughts; he naturally couldn't say them out loud to Ying'er.

"If anyone has anything they don't understand, you can ask me now, okay?"

"We're only going to explain the rules once right here."

"Later on, during the game, if you do something outside the rules, you'll have to accept a punishment!"

...

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