Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

Because Uncle Zhao also said that when he entered the [Changteng Ghost School].

If he had a choice, he would even want to cash in all the points in his character card to compensate his daughter, and then at worst he would just die.

It is conceivable how Uncle Zhao has been suppressing his longing and guilt over the years in order not to implicate his daughter.

Qin Shang once thought that Uncle Zhao had not contacted his family for a long time.

The next second, a look of disapproval flashed across the young face of the 'smart martial artist', and he shrugged;

"Who knows? But it's pretty impressive that his daughter was able to get into the military academy in advance."

"You know, in recent years, it has become increasingly difficult to get into military academies."

"And this time it was Uncle Zhao who took the initiative to contact my daughter. I heard that she seemed to have received a call or a text message from the school's admissions office."

"It seems that since Uncle Zhao went into hiding, he has not contacted his daughter on his own initiative. He simply uses the money he saves from working frugally for Lao Qian every month to pay for his living expenses."

"As a result, it seems that I was too excited this time and couldn't help it..."

Hearing this, Qin Shang smiled. It was indeed something to be proud of that his child was admitted to a military academy!

It is reasonable that you can't contain your emotions and want to congratulate in person.

But now that Uncle Zhao no longer has his character card, he has returned to being an ordinary person.

Indeed, you don’t have to worry about being wanted by the “Shenlu Server” when you wander around the outside world.

But the next second, Qin Shang's expression froze as he remembered something important.

wrong……

Even if he is no longer a "wanted player", he is still a wanted criminal!

The next moment, Qin Shang couldn't help but think of the familiar figure he vaguely saw when he got off the subway and walked through the crowd.

At that time, he vaguely saw a back figure.

But his sixth sense told him that it felt familiar.

I didn't expect that my sixth sense would come up with a clue. Could that be Uncle Zhao?

Could it be that he went to the subway station to pick someone up?

Qin Shang's heart suddenly tightened and he jumped up from the chair.

Hold……

Uncle Zhao is too careless. Although he is no longer a "wanted player", he doesn't have to worry about being targeted by other Shenlu players.

But because of the heroic act he performed in the car that year, Uncle Zhao is still a wanted criminal. It would be troublesome if he was recognized.

Why doesn't he just put on a simple disguise?!

With a sullen face, he just opened the door and went downstairs to ask how the con man managed these "wanted players".

Could it be that they could just leave the 'gambling world' without the con man asking any questions?

Before coming here, Yin Shisan had reminded himself to seriously warn the "wanted players" in the gambling world that they should keep a low profile whether traveling or contacting friends and relatives recently to avoid being targeted by the cabinet.

As a result, as soon as I walked to the front door, I pushed open the door.

I ran into a thin middle-aged man who was emitting a faint stench.

There was embarrassment on his face and his hair was messy.

Qin Shang was stunned when he saw the person coming; "Uncle Zhao..."

"Hey! It's you. You're here today too."

Coincidentally, Uncle Zhao, who looked exhausted, was standing outside the door.

He still had the same look as last time, but at that time he was in a dungeon, because Uncle Zhao and the "martial artist with brains" also had a miner's hat and work clothes, he didn't look as embarrassed as he did in the real world.

Now looking closely, I realize that Uncle Zhao is so thin that he is pitifully thin.

The old work clothes seem a bit too big for me...

I've heard from an old swindler before that Uncle Zhao sent almost all the money he earned from working here back home to support his daughter's schooling and living expenses.

On weekdays, I don’t even want to turn on the water or use electricity, let alone take a shower.

Who knew that Uncle Zhao's living conditions seemed to be much worse than he had imagined.

Tattered clothes and messy medium-length hair.

His hair was unkempt and his face was dirty, but if it weren't for his clear and bright eyes, one could read his hope and desire for life in his eyes.

It's really no different from the homeless people on the street during a famine.

"Great, you're here too. I wanted to ask you for help with something."

The next moment, Uncle Zhao came back to his senses, and his originally furrowed brows relaxed a little. He gently patted Qin Shang's shoulder and looked back.

Qin Shang was stunned, still confused about Zhao Shugui's woman...

Didn’t the ‘martial artist with brains’ say that he was going to pick up his daughter? Why is there no one there?

As a result, I saw a heroic round-faced girl slowly walking towards me at the end of the corridor.

She was wearing a proper military uniform and had a military aura when she walked. She had sharp eyes, a round face, narrow shoulders, and short hair that made her look very capable.

When Qin Shang saw the person coming, his eyes widened in surprise.

"You, you are not the one I met on the subway..."

Hearing this, the round-faced girl looked up at Qin Shang the next second. She didn't seem surprised to run into Qin Shang here, or perhaps she had no impression of Qin Shang, a passerby whom she had only met once.

Then she looked at the young man with an extremely strange expression, and then quickly suppressed the fleeting strange look, raised her chin towards Qin Shang coldly, and nodded her head slightly as a greeting.

Uncle Zhao was also stunned when he saw this;

"Yuanyuan, do you know each other?"

"Tsk, you are really good, how come you know everyone? This is the first time we have seen Uncle Zhao's daughter, have you seen her before?"

The next moment, a charming voice came from not far away.

Pei Ziqi, the slutty woman, led Ye Ziliang closer again. Ye Ziliang, in the leader's arms, stared with his big dark eyes at the female officer who had just walked to the gate...

Qin Shang immediately coughed dryly and turned to look at the leader;

"No, I just happened to run into this girl... this lady in the subway when I came here."

"Maybe they didn't have much impression of me. Mainly because there were not many girls in the army, so I took a closer look and had some impression of me."

He changed his words relatively quickly. After all, although he was seven or eight years older than her, calling her a little girl was a sign of arrogance. The key issue was that there were at least a handful of people older than him here.

It is not Qin Shang's turn to call Uncle Zhao's daughter "little girl", otherwise the generations would be messed up.

There were a few wanted players who had a brief conversation with Qin Shang just now and were of the same generation as Uncle Qin.

Especially Uncle Zhao, Qin Shang himself had to call him uncle. If he called his daughter "little girl", wouldn't that make him the same generation as Uncle Zhao...

Not to mention other people, Uncle Zhao, the father, is here, so it would not be appropriate for Qin Shang to promote himself.

"What's the name of Uncle Zhao's daughter? Old Zhao, why don't you introduce her to us?"

The next moment, Pei Ziqi dragged Ye Ziliang against the door panel and pointed at the girl in military uniform with a smile.

Hearing this, Uncle Zhao grinned, and a hint of pride was visible on his old face;

"Yuanyuan, you can just call her Yuanyuan. Today is not only a double celebration of good things, but also a third one. Not only is it the birthday of Ziliang, who was adopted by Teacher Ye, and our monthly dinner, but our Yuanyuan has also been successfully admitted to the military academy. She was admitted in advance and entered the military academy before the college entrance examination. This is definitely something worth celebrating."

"Well, I'll pay for the drinks today, and we won't leave until we're drunk..."

As he spoke, a blush appeared on Uncle Zhao's face, and it was obvious that he was really happy.

As soon as the words fell, several other "wanted players" in the room not far away heard the words and immediately looked up at Zhao Yuanyuan at the door with a kind and happy look on their faces. The people in the room were not blind.

I had noticed Uncle Zhao coming in with his daughter.

Just as Qin Shang and Uncle Zhao started talking, everyone went back to their respective duties and worked diligently, thinking about getting to know Uncle Zhao's daughter better later.

As a result, when they heard this, as the leader was the first to clapped and congratulated, the other people in the room couldn't help but show their joy, especially Uncle Zhao's last sentence, which was deliberately raised a bit in volume, so everyone could hear it naturally after all they were not deaf.

This is what I said to you all...

As a result, everyone subconsciously expressed their happiness for Uncle Zhao from the bottom of their hearts and sent their blessings.

"Congratulations, Lao Zhao, you finally saw the moon after all the hard work. Our daughter finally made it."

"Yes, yes, this is the only wish Old Zhao has had in all these years. Yuanyuan is really hardworking and has made us proud."

"If you don't make a sound, it's fine. But when you do, it'll be a big surprise! Old Zhao, your daughter has made it big!"

The moment everyone's voices rang out, Qin Shang subconsciously turned his head to glance at everyone's expressions. Everyone had a look of joy on their face, and it was obvious that they were congratulating him from the bottom of their hearts.

Come to think of it, in the "gambling world" these years, we have both been wanderers and wanted players.

They probably also established a deep friendship with Uncle Zhao.

Most people who know Uncle Zhao’s experience will sympathize with this great father…

At this moment, seeing that Uncle Zhao's daughter has a promising future, the joy in their hearts is not only to congratulate Uncle Zhao, but also filled with their yearning for a better life. They look forward to one day being able to achieve their dreams like Uncle Zhao.

The fat locksmith Lao Wang, who looked a bit greasy, slapped his belly;

"It's rare that Lao Zhao would take the initiative to ask for a treat!"

Hahahahaha...

Laughter suddenly broke out in the room.

It's not like we haven't met Uncle Zhao before. A middle-aged man who usually doesn't even want to take a bath, can actually open his mouth and threaten to buy everyone a drink. It's conceivable how proud it is for Uncle Zhao that his daughter can be admitted to the military academy, and he is so happy to this extent.

"You're crazy!"

At this moment, Zhao Yuanyuan, who was being stared at by a pair of eyes, suddenly felt her face darken.

An expression of embarrassment and complexity flashed across his face, followed by disgust, and then he frowned and suddenly roared.

Wow!

As soon as the voice came out, it broke the joyful atmosphere and made everyone's expressions freeze for a moment.

"What's there to be happy about? Did you listen to what I just told you? What daughters of ours? I don't even know you. I don't need you to help me celebrate. Also, I really don't understand your way of celebrating..."

"My father told me that you are all people who have made mistakes, so you should turn yourself in and go to jail. Reflecting on your mistakes in jail is your destiny."

"Why are you guys still acting like a special organization, celebrating your survival? You have to hold a special gathering every month to make dumplings and eat cakes..."

"Celebrating another month of being an outlaw? What's there to celebrate? What's there to celebrate?"

"A bunch of wanted criminals, it's as if you're celebrating having evaded another month's search and escaped the clutches of the law for another month."

"I tell you, I don't need you to celebrate for me..."

As the voice fell, the whole room fell into silence.

After saying this, the girl glanced at Qin Shang coldly;

"And you, aren't you the sheriff? Why are you colluding with them?"

After saying this, she turned around and walked away.

Uncle Zhao, who had originally looked very proud, was left standing there in a daze, looking confused and at a loss as to what to do.

He probably never dreamed that his daughter would do something like this.

Qin Shang also widened his eyes, his face full of surprise.

The words 'I'm not the sheriff' were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them.

The scene seemed to be frozen at this moment. Everyone stopped what they were doing, with different expressions. The 'martial artist with brains' just raised his hands and wanted to imitate everyone else in clapping and applauding. His reaction time was originally half a beat slower than everyone else's, but now seeing the frozen awkward atmosphere, he didn't even know where to put his two hands hanging in the air.

As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter and joy of everyone in the room suddenly stopped.