Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1589 The Final Prank



Chapter 1589 The Final Prank

“This is not the price of 'just this'.”

"Can't we try other methods... Your resigned attitude is making me a little... unhappy."

Listening to Fang Qing's narration, Xiao Yun spoke in a low voice.

Fang Qing's voice was tinged with laughter: "I didn't expect you to object so vehemently—what, is it a little regrettable that you can't retrieve my body because I can only stay in the God Realm from now on?"

"I'm so sorry, I tricked you into joining this organization with the excuse that 'if I or the others die, I'll ask you to help collect their bodies,' but now the body you coveted most has been snatched away."

However, Xiaoyun showed no sign of softening when she heard Fang Qing's half-joking words.

“I’ve long lost interest in your corpse. I just didn’t want you to suffer all this,” Xiaoyun said calmly. “I know you don’t like this—it would be too painful for you if you couldn’t return to this world.”

Fang Qing fell silent upon hearing Xiao Yun's words.

She stopped joking and simply sighed softly, "But there's nothing I can do about it. Power, gods... these things are not something I can change with my own will."

"I'm already quite satisfied that I've been able to delay all of this for so long, and that I can continue to delay it until I become a god," Fang Qing said with emotion. "I'm also very grateful to the current 'God of Games'... for delaying it for me for so long."

Hearing Xiaoyun and Fang Qing's conversation, Qianhuan couldn't help but say, "Can't you think of a way? If you stay in the God Realm alone and can never return here... what's the difference between that and being dead?!"

“The difference is that he didn’t die. If he didn’t die, good things will always happen,” Fang Qing said softly. “Don’t be too pessimistic, Qianhuan.”

"But……!"

As Qianhuan spoke, she angrily slammed her fist on the table: "Damn it! Why did it suddenly turn out like this!"

This was indeed somewhat unexpected for the members of the "Freedom Alliance" who were not "comedians".

The chef took out a cigarette, lit it, and held it between his fingers, but didn't smoke it; he just frowned.

Is there really no... chance of a turnaround?

“When it comes to matters of power and divinity, there aren’t that many chances. Fang Qing has tried many things over the years,” the comedian said in a low voice. “She’s tried most of the methods you can think of.”

Fang Qing picked up where the comedian left off and said, "It's like this... However, although there's no hope for me, there are indeed things you can do."

Upon hearing Fang Qing's words, Qian Huan became interested and immediately asked, "What can we do for you?"

"Hurry up and 'advance,' become demigods and open your 'heart domain' as soon as possible, and then become gods who are already at the 'fourth rank.' Then we can all reunite in the God Realm and come visit my God Kingdom whenever we have time," Fang Qing laughed. "Then for me... it won't be any different."

“Xiaoyun, do you remember…we talked about these things before—I asked you why you thought you were chosen for this ‘death game’, do you remember?”

Xiaoyun nodded: "Yes, I remember... I felt that if I died like this, my state as a 'corpse' would not be perfect. I didn't want to learn a lot of 'encoffining' skills and not only be useless, but also have my own ugly and smelly corpse burned."

The comedian muttered, "I joined even earlier than Xiaoyun, so why wasn't there this heart-to-heart talk session?"

“Because this was something we talked about during Girls Talk, a heart-to-heart talk between girls. Li Nian was there too… Well, it’s a pity Zhu Ming joined later, otherwise he probably would have been there too,” Fang Qing said with a smile. “Xiao Yun, do you still remember my motivation to live, the reason I entered the ‘Death Game’?”

Xiaoyun nodded: "You said two things back then, and you said you weren't sure... One was that you felt you were very addicted to the internet and hadn't played enough games yet."

"Yes, but now I'm certain... I entered the 'Death Game' for the second reason."

Fang Qing said frankly.

Qianhuan asked, "What is the second reason?"

Fang Qing did not answer, but simply said, "Anyway—I'll be waiting for you in the God Realm."

"Maybe our organization... will eventually become gods, and then we can reunite in the realm of gods. That would be great."

"In the [Instance] and the Ten Realms, I can still offer you some assistance, but I'm afraid I can't get involved in the real world at all. So, during this time, instead of worrying about me, who is about to become a god and become immortal, I'm more worried about you. Since the establishment of the 'Freedom Alliance,' only one member has died. I hope that during the time when I can't take care of you as before, there won't be a second one."

As Fang Qing spoke, the comedian chimed in, "Don't worry, Lao Wu and I will take good care of them—and Chen Le too, I'll urge him to advance to the 'fourth tier' as soon as possible."

“With you and Lao Wu around, I do feel quite at ease,” Fang Qing said again. “However… as for Chen Le, you don’t need to urge him on anything.”

As soon as Fang Qing finished speaking, a man wearing a vest and a sun hat, bound hand and foot, fell out of the teleportation portal on the ceiling.

"Boom!"

The man's landing spot avoided the dining table, landing precisely in the space between Lin Yu and Xiao Yun's seats.

And this man who fell from the sky...

Naturally, he is a "fisherman".

"'Fishing Guy'? You got brought back from the Amazon by the boss?"

The chef said with some surprise.

The fisherman sighed sadly, "Do you think there's any other possibility for me...? That huge fish was already hooked, what a pity, it must have weighed at least thirty pounds... maybe fifty pounds."

"If it weren't for the boss, I would have definitely caught it."

Fang Qing's voice drifted over: "Don't blame me, the line had already been cut when I got there, and you were pounding your chest and stamping your feet by the water."

Fisherman Chen Le argued confidently: "I was distracted for a moment when you teleported, and then it got scared too..."

Fang Qing said, "Then I'll take you back to continue fishing."

Chen Lexi's eyebrows lit up, but he quickly realized something and shook his head: "Forget it, you brought me here yourself... I know roughly what's going on—if I still go fishing in this situation, what's the difference between me and an animal?"

"Although fishing is my greatest hobby, and even my lifelong pursuit... it is still just a form of entertainment and leisure."

As Chen Le spoke, he twisted his body, slipped away from the ropes, and crawled out through the gaps in the ropes. Then he pulled up a chair and sat down at the table.

"So... it's your time, and I should get going too, right?"

Inside the portal, Fang Qing poked half his head out, hanging upside down from the ceiling, and nodded gently.

"Yes...sorry, fisherman."

“What’s there to apologize for? I’ve enjoyed so many conveniences, it’s time for me to give back to the organization,” the fisherman said earnestly. “It’s just like fishing… after taking the bait, you have to catch a few fish, right?”

Fang Qing turned his head around for a moment, then said, "But I'm still very sorry... I won't be able to come back in the future."

“Zhu Ming, don’t blame the ‘director’ for this… This has nothing to do with me helping him this time; it’s just something I had to go through—and he’s probably feeling even worse than you right now.”

As Fang Qing spoke, Lin Yu nodded silently.

"I know... I won't blame him."

"That's good. Anyway... if you encounter trouble in the Ten Realms, remember to pray to the 'God of Games'—and I won't just give up on myself like this—I will try my best to find a way to break through the limitations of the world's will and find a way to return to reality by some means."

As Fang Qing spoke, the members of the "Freedom Alliance" looked at half of her head and all showed expressions of reluctance.

“And there’s Lao Wu, Yu Yang, Li Nian, and Meng Meng,” Xiao Yun said. “Since not everyone is here, this isn’t a proper farewell—especially for Li Nian and Meng Meng. They’ll be very sad if they don’t see you.”

Fang Qing's eyes curved into a smile.

“I’ve thought about it—I’ll say goodbye to them separately later.”

"Don't make it so serious. I already said... after you become gods, you'll be able to see me again."

Fang Qing paused for a moment at this point.

"By the way... Zhu Ming, I've already made arrangements for your sister. Old Wu will take over from me and continue to look after your family in Jiangcheng."

"Besides, your summoned creature doesn't seem to have any malicious intent... She should also cooperate with Lao Wu to take good care of your family, so don't worry too much."

Lin Yu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, showing a grateful expression: "Thank you, Fang Qing."

"You're welcome... It's about helping each other out. Just do what I asked you to do."

Fang Qing said with a sly smile.

Qianhuan asked curiously, "Hey, what's wrong? Tell us and we'll see if we can help."

Chen Le nodded in agreement: "Yes... After all, 'Zhu Ming' is only at the 'second tier' level. Whatever the matter, it's good for us to lend a hand."

Fang Qing pulled her head back and instead stretched out a hand.

She was holding a simple remote control in her hand.

"Click".

Fang Qing pressed a button on the remote control, and Chen Le's expression changed slightly.

"No way, boss...you're going to scheme against me again?"

Fang Qing's laughter came from inside the portal: "How can this be called scheming?"

A faint light appeared on Chen Le's body. He looked helplessly at Lin Yu: "'Zhu Ming'... we two may have to go to 'Jingxu' now."

"Fang Qing just forcibly activated the entrance ticket [item] that allows me to go to the 'Clean Ruins'. Please accept my team invitation quickly, there's about a minute left... I'll be teleported in."


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