Chapter 61: The Number 3

Li Jue represented the will of some upper-level nobles and wanted to cooperate with Zhao Kuo.

As Zhao Kuo walked back to his apartment, he carefully pondered the conversation they had just had.

Speculator—that was Zhao Kuo's definition of Li Jue. By placing eggs in two different baskets, Li Jue aimed to remain invincible in the upcoming war.

But what puzzled Zhao Kuo was why Li Jue and some upper-level nobles didn't approach Qiong En directly instead of coming to him?

With this question in mind, Zhao Kuo cautiously neither agreed nor refused the sudden offer of cooperation.

Things were just beginning, so there was no rush to take a stance.

After all, his goal was only to obtain the advanced evolution potion. Once he had it, who won or lost didn't matter at all.

This was another thing Zhao Kuo found strange. For the outcome of the two factions, the subway world didn't seem to have corresponding reward or punishment mechanisms.

If the Blaze Gang's evolution potions and the upper-level subway coins were considered rewards, what would be the punishment for his faction's failure?

Zhao Kuo didn't believe that the subway world would be so merciful as to not impose any failure penalties.

If it weren't for the 12 attribute points offered by the advanced evolution potion being so tempting, Zhao Kuo would have leaned more toward the upper levels.

After all, by the fifth wave of players' arrival, the upper levels already had experience in winning. Zhao Kuo couldn't imagine how the ragtag Blaze Gang could possibly win.

It was just too difficult.

As he thought about it, Zhao Kuo arrived at his apartment. Pushing the door open, he found that Tang Yingying wasn't inside.

Where had this girl gone at such a late hour?

Zhao Kuo frowned, wondering if something had happened to her.

But he quickly shook his head. Tang Yingying was no weakling. Not only did she have various props, but just summoning her bunny doll and crocodile doll would make him wary.

Moreover, as a reincarnator, Zhao Kuo didn't believe Tang Yingying could easily fail in a small mishap.

Sure enough, not long after, Tang Yingying, dressed in black, climbed in through the window.

Zhao Kuo was slightly stunned. This was the third floor—she just climbed in like it was nothing?

Seeing Zhao Kuo's slightly shocked expression, Tang Yingying removed her black mask and proudly waved the gloves she was wearing. "Suction gloves. I got them from a primary treasure chest. They're not useful in combat, but they're surprisingly good for climbing walls."

**[Suction Gloves]**​

**[Rare item. Allows the wearer to adhere to building surfaces and climb.]**​

Alright, Tang Yingying was always like this, pulling out all sorts of strange props.

"Where did you go?" Zhao Kuo asked. He usually didn't like prying into others' privacy, but he was worried Tang Yingying might stir up trouble.

Tang Yingying took off her night suit, revealing a tight-fitting silk outfit underneath that accentuated her already excellent figure.

Zhao Kuo couldn't help but swallow hard.

It wasn't that he was being shameless—it was just that the enemy's firepower was too overwhelming.

But judging by the look of the tight-fitting outfit, it was probably another practical prop. Well, Tang Yingying could change her name to Dora Ying from now on.

Tang Yingying glanced at Zhao Kuo's expression and chuckled. "What, you're allowed to go out and make money, but I'm not?"

"The subway station below is sealed off, so I had the bunny take a stroll around the temporary offices they set up. Tsk, 1,326 subway coins, and I found a safe. There's probably something good inside, but I don't know the password. I'll check it out next time I get the chance."

So, she had gone out to play the role of a thief.

Using the bunny doll's invisibility skill to steal subway coins—Zhao Kuo felt somewhat speechless.

But he still reminded her, "Don't underestimate the upper-level guys. They have props too. Be as careful as possible."

"Relax, I kept my distance. Even if the bunny gets caught, I can just summon it back."

As she spoke, Tang Yingying crawled into bed and then asked, "Want to sleep together? Don't just stare—come on, it's very comfortable. Hehe."

Faced with the girl's teasing, Zhao Kuo rolled his eyes.

Of course, he knew what Tang Yingying was thinking. If he really took the bait, it would be hard to extricate himself later.

Tang Yingying was a reincarnator. She wanted to resurrect her sister. Just thinking about it, Zhao Kuo knew that path was full of hardships.

Zhao Kuo just wanted to clear the game and return to the real world. In this regard, his interests didn't align with Tang Yingying's.

So, there was no need to get involved.

After washing up, Zhao Kuo also crawled into bed. There was no helping it—there was only one bed in the room.

Although it wasn't as luxurious as the presidential suite at Lushan Station, it was still much more comfortable than the wooden bed on the train.

However, Tang Yingying seemed a little angry at the moment.

It was no wonder. As a girl, she had gone this far, yet Zhao Kuo remained unmoved.

Although her looks were average, Tang Yingying was quite satisfied with her figure—curves in all the right places, even the shape was perfect.

The more Tang Yingying thought about it, the angrier she became. In a fit of helpless rage, she grabbed the blanket.

On the other side, Zhao Kuo had just closed his eyes when he felt a chill. He reached out and pulled some of the blanket back to cover his stomach.

But the next second, Tang Yingying snatched it back. By now, the girl had completely wrapped herself in the blanket, reminding Zhao Kuo of the Peking duck wraps he had eaten before.

Too bad there were no cucumber strips.

Zhao Kuo didn't continue this childish game with Tang Yingying. He took out a sheepskin from the subway warehouse, covered himself with it, and soon fell asleep.

A long time later, Tang Yingying, still wrapped in the blanket, opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Kuo, who was sound asleep in the darkness. She sighed.

If it weren't for the fact that she had to enter that place, who would willingly…

It's fine. There's still plenty of time. Even without relying on her body, she could think of other ways.

In the darkness, Tang Yingying bit her lip, her eyes deep and unfathomable.

But on the other side, Zhao Kuo wasn't asleep. He held the Lucky Dice in his hand.

This super-rare item could be used once a day. Depending on the number rolled, something lucky or unlucky would happen.

Zhao Kuo naturally hadn't forgotten about it. He hadn't used it today.

With that thought, he tossed the Lucky Dice.

The dice still hovered in mid-air, but this time, as Zhao Kuo requested, it didn't emit a dazzling light.

His luck value almost instantly returned to 0%, and the number on the Lucky Dice finally settled on "3."

**[Player has activated the trait, Fate Manipulation. Current progress: 7/10]**​

Last time, it was "4," which could still be attributed to chance. But this time's "3" was enough to prove that even 100% luck value couldn't guarantee rolling a "6" on the Lucky Dice.

What kind of incredibly lucky event would a "6" represent?

After all, a "4" had given him a full 2,000 units of oil, solving his urgent needs.

A "6"…

Lying in bed, Zhao Kuo quietly waited to see what would happen with the number "3."

But after a long silence, nothing happened.