Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 1529: Death List (42)

Dark.

So dark you can’t see your hand in front of your face.

Chuzheng feels like she’s standing, but she can’t see or hear anything.

Switched dimensions?

She just smashed a control panel, isn’t this a bit much?!

"Bastard?"

[Miss, I’m here.] King’s Account’s crisp voice echoes in her mind.

"Where am I? What about my card? Is it offline?"

[Still in the little house.] King’s Account holds back: [The Good Person Card is fine too, not offline, don’t worry.]

Still in the little house, then why can’t she see?

Chuzheng doesn’t know what she imagines, but she’s horrified: "Am I blind?"

[...Miss, don’t overthink it, you’re fine. The program is just rebooting, you’ll see soon.]

Program reboot?

What a messed-up dimension is this?

[Miss, this dimension’s setting is just this game. Why do you insist on acting like this? What’s the point?] King’s Account speaks earnestly.

She messed up the setting already; what’s the deal!

Can’t she quietly squander some family money!

"What if I get out?" Chuzheng is somewhat defiant.

[...] Have you ever seen an apocalypse survival story suddenly turn into a campus romantic comedy? Miss, are you naive or just out to make trouble?

Frustrating.

I want some peace.

King’s Account doesn’t talk to Chuzheng and goes silent.

It’s unclear how much time passes, but the darkness before Chuzheng’s eyes gradually dissipates, and she finds herself standing on the street of the little house.

There are quite a few players passing by, all talking to themselves, looking no different from usual.

Chuzheng: "..."

What the... Holy crap!

Is resetting just rewinding the entire little house’s time?

Is this the bastard’s usual rewind trick?

[Miss, based on my observation, it’s not a rewind. It’s about altering every player’s memory and restoring the entire little house and extreme simulation room to their original state.]

Just like in game repairs, time keeps moving forward, but players’ accounts are wiped, and the map is restored to its original look.

"Then why do I still remember?" Would the Good Person Card forget about me? All the stuff I did before, did I waste my time?

[...] Do you even need to ask? It’s because you have me as a cheat!!

Chuzheng worries that the Good Person Card has forgotten her, so she quickly heads to Xi Mu’s restaurant.

Xi Mu happens to come out as she arrives, and he sees Chuzheng at once. He quickly steps down the stairs and grabs her arm: "Are you okay?"

"You didn’t lose your memory?"

Xi Mu shakes his head.

When Chuzheng destroyed the control panel in the control room, he quickly fell into darkness.

When he saw light again, he was back in his store.

"That correction program should have restored everything here." Players’ memories were wiped, the monsters disappeared, and the simulation room’s barrier should also have been restored.

This result proves that they can’t leave no matter what.

"Let’s go back one more time." says Chuzheng.

"??"

Chuzheng marches to the ’bank,’ where some people are doing business. As she approaches, the clerks step back first.

The other players look at them in confusion, wondering what’s going on.

"Looks like you remember too." Chuzheng’s tone is slightly cold: "Are you taking me inside, or am I going in myself?"

Administrator: "..."

"Is... there another option?"

Chuzheng casually glances at the person: "If you die, I’ll go in myself."

"Option A!"

The administrators say in unison.

-

For the fourth time, Chuzheng appears on the street from the dark and confirms this background probably can’t be changed; breaking the little house’s program just triggers a reset.

The key is that the reset program can’t be stopped...

But that’s okay.

Playing a game!

How can you limit your performance!

When Chuzheng steps into the ’bank’ again, the administrators almost cry.

"Can’t you stop coming? You’ve seen it, the result is always the same!!"

They don’t want to be reset over and over again.

Chuzheng puts her hands in her pockets, enters the counter, and familiarly opens the door to the control room: "I’m just going to take a look; don’t mind me; you continue."

Administrators: "..." What should they continue with!

Is she the devil?

Why can’t she get reset!!

The correction program only activates when the little house is almost gone, so Chuzheng doesn’t mess with the little house and starts randomly modifying the simulation room’s rules.

The fact proves Chuzheng is right.

So the administrators see Chuzheng every day, more punctual than they are at work.

Administrators: "..."

Who’s the real administrator here!

Why is she more familiar with the control room than they are!

If it weren’t for her being unbeatable...

Never mind, better get back to work.

-

Chuzheng has already become the head administrator, wandering around the ’bank’ every day.

The other players don’t know how Chuzheng got so familiar with this group of official staff, but it doesn’t stop them from looking at her with admiration and envy.

Though the people in the ’bank’ have great service attitudes, always smiling no matter what they are asked, this bunch never really interacts with players.

"I have a question." Chuzheng stands next to a girl with short hair.

The short-haired girl smiles and asks, "What question do you have?"

"How did Yun Qiushui die?"

"Didn’t you kill her?"

"Do you think you can fool me?" They tricked me with this before, and now they’re trying it again, thinking I’m easy to deceive?

"..."

The short-haired girl replies: "Yun Qiushui was already severely injured when she came out, and because she wasn’t treated in time, she died of excessive blood loss."

They were just following previous orders, knowing there was a conflict between her and Yun Qiushui, framing her to get rid of her.

Who knew...

They didn’t get rid of her, and now they’ve all been taken over here.

Chuzheng lightly taps the tabletop, her gaze slightly scattered, seemingly contemplating whether the short-haired girl is telling the truth. After a long while, she leaves.

Chuzheng walks out of the bank, and Xi Mu is waiting outside for her.

"Had enough fun?"

Chuzheng doesn’t speak, grabbing Xi Mu’s hand and walking toward the store.

The young man sees them return and greets them with a long face: "Boss, Miss Chuzheng, Jih Youtang is here..."

"Brother Xi Mu, little sister." Jih Youtang waves at them, wearing a big smile.

"What are you doing here?" Xi Mu’s face is full of irritation.

"Just wanted to see Brother Xi Mu." Jih Youtang props his chin, blinking his eyes lazily: "A day feels like three autumns without seeing you."

"..."

This pervert Jih Youtang absolutely covets my card!!

I can’t tolerate it!

Should I beat him to death, or beat him to near death?

Jih Youtang, having disgusted Xi Mu enough, straightens his expression: "What have you two been up to lately? Always running to that broken bank, is there something good inside?"

Jih Youtang obviously doesn’t know about what happened before.

Recently, Chuzheng had been running to the bank, with Xi Mu accompanying her. Those administrators had a magically pleasant attitude, which made Jih Youtang curious.

"What’s it to you?" Xi Mu points to the door to send him off: "Get lost!"

"How rude you are to people."

Xi Mu is utterly disgusted by Jih Youtang, and his frown deepens with a hint of fierceness: "Are you leaving or not?"

"Okay, okay, I’m leaving." Jih Youtang had just come to see what these two were up to. Now that he couldn’t get any information, he felt a bit unwilling as he edged out the door, glancing back every few steps: "Brother Xi Mu, won’t you tell me? Maybe I can help~"