"The situation has become clear now..."
Zhong Yi, acting as the lord, muttered to himself while stroking his chin.
Lu Ze happened to overhear and asked with a smile, "Oh? Senior Brother Zhong has already figured out the situation?"
"Mm, more or less."
Zhong Yi nodded and analyzed,
"Junior Brother Mu is pure-hearted—he’s most likely a loyalist."
"Elder Yue attacked Junior Brother Mu, so he’s probably a rebel."
"Elder Yue is a rebel, but Elder Lin didn’t move against him and instead targeted Master... which means he’s also a rebel."
"Master fought back, meaning he and Elder Lin aren’t on the same side... so he’s probably a loyalist too."
"That leaves the remaining three... well, none of them are good people."
Zhong Yi’s reasoning was flawless.
If Lu Ze hadn’t been able to see everyone’s true identities, he might’ve been convinced.
In reality, Yue Lingfeng was a spy.
Zhao Wendao and Lin Anzai were both rebels, locked in a personal grudge match...
Still, Zhong Yi’s logic wasn’t wrong.
Assuming, of course, that everyone at the table was playing normally.
Lu Ze figured that in any game that didn’t require mechanical skill, Zhong Yi could probably hold his own as a minor expert.
But they absolutely couldn’t let him get addicted to Three Kingdoms Kill—they had to get him out of here sooner rather than later. This wasn’t the place for him...
Zhao Wendao’s turn ended.
Lin Qingxuan studied Hua Tuo’s abilities and decided he was best suited for a support role.
After tossing an equipment card into his gear slot, he quickly passed.
All eyes turned to Zhou Yue.
"Hahaha! I’ve finally grasped how Three Kingdoms Kill works!"
Zhou Yue laughed with unshakable confidence.
He was in the seventh seat.
After watching a full round of play, he had a solid understanding of the game’s mechanics.
The chat exploded with excitement.
[Oh? Senior Brother Zhou, enlighten us!]
[We’d love to hear it too!]
[Senior Brother Zhou looks so dashing when he’s confident!]
[All ears!]
...
Seeing this, Lu Ze adjusted the backend settings, pausing the turn timer to let Zhou Yue explain to his heart’s content.
Player interaction was something he actively encouraged, especially in the early stages of the game’s release.
Zhou Yue’s grasp of the game was just as sharp as Zhong Yi’s, but he had one advantage—he wasted no words.
He broke down the mechanics of tactic cards, equipment cards, and distance in a way that was both simple and profound.
Everyone around him nodded in understanding.
"Now... I’ve discovered the path to victory in this game!"
With that, Zhou Yue’s eyes gleamed as he pulled out a Repeating Crossbow from his hand and equipped it.
Lu Ze raised an eyebrow at the sight.
After all, this guy was playing as Huang Gai.
What was Huang Gai’s worst nightmare?
Holding a fistful of Strike cards but never drawing a Repeating Crossbow.
Yet here Zhou was, finding the crossbow right off the bat.
Guess he’s not as unlucky as I thought... Maybe his earlier misfortunes were just flukes.
Lu Ze mused silently.
"This weapon... allows me to unleash an infinite number of Strikes!"
Zhou Yue’s declaration sent everyone scrambling to check the Repeating Crossbow’s description, and they gasped in realization.
"And I, Huang Gai, can voluntarily lose health to draw more cards!"
Zhou Yue continued with a grin.
"I have 4 health, so I can draw 8 cards."
"If I draw even one Peach, I can draw two more!"
"Theoretically, I can draw at least 10 cards!"
Lu Ze nodded in agreement.
The odds of drawing zero Peaches after eight Self-Wounds were slim.
As long as he drew one, he wouldn’t die.
And if he killed a rebel, he’d draw three more cards...
Starting with a Repeating Crossbow? This was shaping up to be an absolute stomp.
"Here goes! I refuse to believe I can’t break free from this illusory fate!"
Zhou Yue roared and activated Self-Wound.
"Whip me, Gongjin!"
Crack!
One health gone.
No Peach. No Strike.
Zhou Yue remained unfazed. "Again!"
"Through fire and water, I shall not falter!"
Crack!
Another health point vanished.
No Peach, but one Strike.
"Still early!"
"Whip me, Gongjin!"
Crack!
Again, no Peach, no Strike.
Now Zhou Yue’s expression wavered.
With no Peaches in hand, one more Self-Wound would spell his doom.
The chat erupted with chatter.
[Senior Brother Zhou’s luck... is abysmal!]
[Maybe there just aren’t many Peaches in the deck? Are they rare?]
[But he barely drew any Strikes either...]
[This is rough!]
[Suddenly, Huang Gai and Senior Brother Zhou look eerily similar...]
...
"My dear disciple, press on... Your master will protect you!"
At that moment, Lin Qingxuan, seated in the sixth position, spoke up.
"Master..."
Zhou Yue was deeply moved.
"Wound yourself without fear. As Hua Tuo, I can heal you with red cards!"
Lin Qingxuan’s voice was firm.
Zhou Yue had confided in him recently—his repeated misfortunes in the illusion suggested his shattered calamitous fate was reforming.
Lin Qingxuan was a rebel and suspected Zhou Yue was a loyalist.
But compared to his disciple’s inner demons, what did winning a mere card game matter?
"If I helped you break your fate once, I can help you do it again!"
The chat went wild.
[This is hype!!]
[Senior Brother Zhou, you’ve got this!]
[Forget fate—it’s just an illusion! Shatter it!]
[SHATTER IT!!]
...
Zhou Yue, overwhelmed with gratitude and renewed determination, nodded fiercely. "Alright!!"
And so, he resumed Self-Wounding.
"Through fire and water, I shall not falter!"
Crack!
"Stay calm. I’ve got you."
"Whip me, Gongjin!"
Crack!
"Saving a life builds greater merit than a seven-tiered pagoda."
...
Two more Self-Wounds later, Zhou Yue’s hand had ballooned to a staggering 17 cards.
And still, not a single Peach in sight...
"Yue... I’m out of red cards..."
Lin Qingxuan coughed awkwardly.
Only now did he realize—Zhou Yue’s illusory fate wasn’t just unlucky. It was cursed.
"Thank you, Master... It seems this fate is mine to break alone."
Zhou Yue’s resolve remained unshaken. His gaze burned as he locked onto Zhou Qiaoling.
"Come on, little sister! Taking you down means three more cards—there’s gotta be a Peach in there!"
Since Zhou Qiaoling had refused to play a Dodge for Zhong Yi earlier, Zhou Yue was certain she wasn’t on their side.
Killing a rebel meant a three-card reward.
This was his chance to turn the tide...
And shatter his fate once and for all!
Zhou Qiaoling rolled her eyes. "Seventeen cards, and you think you can kill me?"
"Heh, we’ll see!"
Lu Ze glanced at Zhou Yue’s hand and sighed.
Not only had he failed to draw Peaches, but he’d only managed three Strikes...
Meanwhile, his hand was overflowing with Dodges.
A born magnet for misfortune.
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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