Horror game live BUG is actually my own

After Fu Yan's fusion this time, his fever was not as serious as before, but his head was still very dizzy.So Fan Xiang took him back home and sent him straight to bed.

Fu Yan's sleep was full of falsehoods, once again mixed with the memories brought by the soul, including Lan Su's origin.

Lan Su's experience... Simply put, it is the story of "the young emperor's ascension to the throne".

When he was still a teenager, the immediate elders in the family all passed away due to various accidents, vendettas and injuries. Therefore, Lan Su actually took control of the family's industry - the gaming industry at a very young age.But this "actual control" is actually achieved with the help of many people.At the beginning, this model was not bad. After all, a child like Lan Su couldn't manage such a large family business, let alone a dangerous industry like gambling.It's just that as time goes by, all kinds of monsters and ghosts gradually show their fangs, openly and covertly divide the resources in Lan Su's hands and eat them.

How could Lan Su not know?Since he was a child, he was evaluated as "wisdom but close to a monster", and he was brought to the gambling table by his father and grandfather before he could say anything. He is knowledgeable and courageous.As he grew older, instead of becoming mature and stable, he became bold to the point of being almost crazy.He designed people, executed people himself, and even played Russian roulette with his opponents.His bloody and vicious methods frightened others, and also aroused their fear and strong backlash.

So in the end, he died in a fight.At that time, the power in Lan Su's hands had been stabilized, and he was expanding his "business territory", which touched other people's cakes.He killed many opponents, and finally died under the joint murder of his opponents.

After becoming a ghost, Lan Su opened a casino to attract and "reasonably" devour other ghosts.Those gamblers are easy to change, and their nature is hard to change. They have already lost their lives in gambling, and they will end up in dire straits when they come to Lan Su's place.But they still came one after another.They couldn't get rid of their gambling, and finally disappeared because of gambling, and they couldn't tell whether it was sad or deplorable or they got what they deserved.

Later, Fan Xiangyi came.Lan Su definitely couldn't do it, so he surrendered without hesitation.It was only when Lan Su met the consul next to the tyrant when the share of the "offering" was determined, that he realized that Fan Xiang's subordinates were not only violent.

Before meeting the consul, Lan Su was ready to take the risk, cheating Fan Xiangyi and waiving part of his "tribute".

But facing the consul, Lan Su could only talk to him step by step.The negotiations between the two could be called protracted, and Fan Xiang, who was impatient, didn't bother to listen to even half a sentence, and still threw it completely to the consul.When it comes to the key link in the later stage, Lan Su and the consul once made a bet, and finally determined the plan based on the result of the bet.In this gamble that gamblers paid close attention to, the consul won, and Lan Su could only listen to him.

Since then, the Archon has become famous in Lansu's casino.

Afterwards, Lan Su asked the consul: "You just gamble with the tyrant's 'offer'. If you lose the bet, aren't you afraid that the tyrant will come to settle accounts with you?"

"Not afraid." After a big gamble, the consul's attitude was still indifferent, "He doesn't care about these things at all."

"..." Lan Su said, "Isn't this a good opportunity for you to do something for yourself?"

The consul asked back: "How do you deal with subordinates who are pocketed?"

After Lan Su heard the words, he came to his senses: "...you are right."

"Besides, I don't have anything I want." The consul said again, "Why spend more time trying to find a way out?"

Lan Su didn't care about these words at the time, because he could see that the consul was a big ghost bursting with energy, and he must have absorbed a lot of things to be so powerful.He also said "I don't want anything", who am I lying to?

It was only later that Lan Su found out that the ability of the consul to have such a level was all fed by Fan Xiangyi.

But at that time, Lan Su was not stupid enough to inquire about the source of the big ghost's ability, but changed the subject: "You can beat me in a bet, and I will give you a token. Come and play anytime?"

"Not interested." The consul said coldly, "If you can't do anything, you will pin your fate on your luck; if your luck is mediocre, you will imagine that one day your luck will explode."

Lan Su: "...you just finished betting with me."

Archon: "It takes too much time to convince you."

Lan Su: "Are you so confident that you can win against me?"

"It's because you're overconfident. It's just a numbers game, there is a sky beyond the sky." The consul paused, and then said, "Even if I lose, it's not mine."

"..." Lan Su had nothing to say, "Okay, I am willing to admit defeat. You won, and I will accept whatever you say."

So the blue chip in his hand at that time was not sent out.

***

When Fu Yan woke up, there was still light shining through the curtains, obviously the sky outside was not completely dark yet.

Fan Xiangyi was sitting at the table not far from the bed. There seemed to be a pile of things spread out on the table, and Fan Xiang was reading with a piece of paper in one hand.

"... What did you bring back here again?" Fu Yan got up, his voice a little hoarse, "Let it go to your room, don't come to occupy my space."

"Say me as soon as you wake up, what am I doing in your dream again?" Fan Xiang raised his eyebrows, picked up a flag on the table, and threw it, "This is for you, I just want to see, Don't snap your hats on."

"what?"

"The little game they made for you." Fan threw him a handful of chess pieces, "It was delivered just after noon."

Fu Yan took a look at the chess piece, and found that there was a biplane pattern on the chess piece, and it was painted red.He remembered the words of Cen Yi and Cen Yi in the game, and asked, "Flying chess?"

"Yes. Here are the rules, do you see?"

"Don't watch it now, it's a headache."

As soon as Fan Xiang heard the words, he got up and went to the bedside, and pressed his big palm on Fu Yan's forehead: "It seems that the fever is gone."

"The body temperature feels okay now, but the head is heavy and not clear." Fu Yan has no strength in his body, he can't push him, and he doesn't even bother to lift his hand.Fan Xiangyi put down his hands and asked, "Sleep a little longer?"

"Don't go to bed, or you will suffer from insomnia at night. And you feel weak and hungry." Fu Yan crawled to the bedside, put on his slippers, and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, didn't you say that casinos have rewards for the highest points in the world? He said he would give me the highest points, so what was the reward in the end?"

Fan Xiangdao: "You even got the 'God of Gamblers Chip', still want it? But that chip affects you, I will give it to you if necessary."

"Whether I want to or not is the same thing, but he has to give the rules, isn't it?" Fu Yan replied, "I got a memory from the previous life, and he seemed to want to give the chips to the consul at that time. So, the essence It was said that it was not for me, I should have other prizes."

"So?" Fan Xiang heard that he separated his previous life from himself again, and said, "Okay, anyway, I asked for some 'compensation' from him, and by the way, I will also add you."

Fu Yan said again: "He used your portrait right, did you ask him for compensation?"

"That's the pen."

"Then what you added by the way should be your colleague's portrait rights fee, and my No.1 reward."

"I can tell, you just want to squeeze him. Why, what did he use to disgust you before I went to pick you up?"

"Not at that time, it was in a dream." Fu Yan said, "The gamble he made with my previous life was too brain-intensive. Although it is not my brain in essence, this kind of picture that has been viewed from the first perspective , let me empathize with you. I was already suffering from a headache, and this made me worse. Lan Su is really too difficult, and of course, my previous life was too serious."

When Fan Xiang heard him mention his past life, he thought for a while: "He has always taken his work seriously."

"I think it's because you arrested him to work not long after his death, so he didn't have anything else to do. As a result, as soon as I received his memory, it was work, work, work!" Fu Yan thought of Lan Su's "King's Game" card, and it felt like a (previous) display, so he was even more speechless, "He obviously knows, you don't know how much resources he will get for you, and you are serious about it." What a strength."

Fan Xiangyi: "If he wasn't like this, I wouldn't hand over the ruling power to him."

Fu Yan: "You, an evil capitalist, are you quite proud?"

As soon as Fan Xiang heard that he hated work deeply, but felt that he was cute when he talked about work, he deliberately teased him: "I was like this in your dream? So you can't wait to talk to me when you wake up." Find fault to vent your anger?"

"Almost." Fu Yan pressed his temples, "Every time I dream, I have to suffer as a social animal. I think the main reason for splitting up my soul in my previous life was not to make you unable to find it, but to make me lose my memory. So much hard work I would rather not know about the memory of labor. He even cares about the details of the game, and if he accepts it, he won’t suffer if he loses anyway.”

"It seems that I am really dragged down by your memories a lot." Fan Xiang saw that he was about to stand up, raised his hand, and supported him on his back.Fu Yan looked at him, and he said, "It's a little bit that can be saved."

"..." Fu Yan didn't hold back, because he found that he was really shaking.

So he sat back and said, "... May I trouble you with something?"

"It's rare that you still talk to me so politely." Fan Xiang said, "Tell me, I would like to see what else is going on. It would be so difficult for you to use such a solemn tone."

"It's not difficult, I just want you to help bring me a meal, I need some time and energy to recover my strength." Fu Yan said, "...When they sent these small games, they should also send the meal, right?"

"Give it away." Fan Xiang paused, and said, "You should sit leaning back, didn't you notice that you were shaking?"

"...Huh?" Fu Yan really didn't notice.But he was indeed still groggy, and Fan Xiangyi's eyesight was excellent, so he should be right to say so.

"You are really..." Fan Xiang saw that he was still in a daze, so he simply carried him manually to a place near the head of the bed, and let him sit on the pillow, "You really want to exercise, I am going to force you to do physical training , Jiaojiao."

"Who the hell is 'Jiaojiao'...!" Fu Yan grabbed the pillow on his back and smashed it at Fan Xiangyi, but with this little strength and this prop, Fan Xiangyi easily took the pillow, and used the pillow along with the force Push Fu Yan down on the bed.

"Hey……!"

Fu Yan struggled a bit, but fortunately, Fan Xiangyi didn't intend to bully him too much physically, so he threw the pillow and left.

"Okay, ready to eat."