CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 68: ARE YOU PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK WITH LIVES?

Guan Yu, refusing to give up, continued chasing them.

Meanwhile, the battle in the foam pit below had already concluded.

Li Yang heard the women’s screams from the high platform and got excited again.

"Sounds like they’re fighting. Should we go up and check it out?"

Shi Yuhuai glanced at his excited expression, not fully understanding his thoughts.

But there’s no harm in going up to take a look.

When they climbed the ladder to the high platform, they saw three women tangled up on the ground.

A clown girl, a female agent, and a traveler escaping the cold from the Northern Hemisphere were screaming and rolling on the ground, half-hugging each other.

It was a love-hate drama across time and space.

Li Yang felt a rush of excitement and couldn’t help but watch the commotion while climbing at the front of the group, still standing on the ladder.

"Are all the female guests this wild?"

Shi Yuhuai, who was right behind him, slapped Li Yang on the leg and said from behind him, "Can you hurry up and get up there?"

Li Yang finally responded with a couple of "Oh, oh" and quickly climbed up. The three of them were up but stayed on the far edge.

The range of the three amazing female guests rolling was quite large, and they were using their hands and feet vigorously.

Shi Yuhuai watched with his eyebrows furrowed, and even Cheng Zhirang couldn’t bear to look directly.

"My leg! Who kicked me?!"

"Foot! Guan Yu, why are you kicking me?! It’s not me!"

"I’m suffocating! Ease up!"

After rolling a couple more times, even the director below couldn’t bear to see it anymore, and a timely bell rang.

"Ding ding ding——"

"The third snatch has ended! Snatch ended!"

The three tangled individuals finally separated, Mu Qiu sprawled in a star shape on the cushion, swallowing air with eyes closed, gasping.

Sandwiched between two women, she almost suffocated.

Having witnessed a women’s group battle for nothing, Li Yang curiously glanced at the hands of the three: "Hey, who got whose sticker?"

In the chaos, apart from listening to screams and watching them roll, he couldn’t see whose hands got them.

Shu Ran quickly sat up and checked her sticker, sighing with relief, "Mine’s still here, it’s not mine."

Mu Qiu touched the inside edge of her vest at the bottom, waving her hand: "Not mine either."

Guan Yu sat up dramatically in her dying illness, reached inside the leg of her pants, found her sticker still there, and exhaled deeply, lying back with eyes closed: "Thank goodness, not mine."

"... Weren’t you playing ’snatch the stickers,’ but rather ’hide for survival’?" These male and female guests are playing entirely different games! They’re desperately snatching, while the women just hide them inside their clothes, guaranteed not to lose. Who dares to take them?

Shi Yuhuai had a different focus: "Everyone’s still intact, so no one successfully snatched anything?"

Mu Qiu & Guan Yu & Shu Ran: "..."

Guan Yu, refusing to concede: "What do you know? It’s not about the result, it’s about the process, it’s our spirit of striving and progress!"

Shi Yuhuai: "... Oh."

Cheng Zhirang couldn’t help but turn his head to stifle a laugh before turning back to the camera: "The script is well thought out, maybe the production team can borrow some ideas."

"Yeah~" Guan Yu, thrilled by the compliment from the handsome guy, couldn’t help but glow with happiness even lying on the ground.

Mu Qiu gave her an incredulous look, sat up, and touched the damp edge of her hairline. With a bit more sweat, the hair gel would be entirely soaked.

After wiping away the sweat, she sat cross-legged, cautiously peeling off the hidden stickers, laying them between her legs, and counted; there were still two stickers, totaling twenty-seven years.

Luckily, the sticker stolen by Cheng Zhirang had the smallest life value.

Cheng Zhirang and the others also sat down, peeling their stickers off. Six people sat cross-legged together and began adding up the totals.

The camera turned from them to Cheng Zhirang and the others. Mu Qiu finished counting and boldly looked up at Cheng Zhirang.

The tall man sitting cross-legged was unexpectedly cute. With his head lowered, he placed the stickers in the middle space between his legs, tapping lightly with long fingers, reminding her of Chengcheng counting toys at her house before.

Cheng Zhirang finished counting his own stickers, glancing up to meet Mu Qiu’s intense gaze.

He subtly glanced at the camera, then lowered his head, pretending not to notice.

He furrowed his brow slightly, thinking the author is really quite daring.

"Have you all finished counting?" Li Yang looked eagerly at the others’ stickers and felt helpless, "My two stickers only add up to seven years!"

Although he’s a villain in a cop show, it doesn’t mean he should be this short-lived, right? At least he lived till the last episode before dying!

Shu Ran’s previously strained expression instantly turned to surprise: "Really?! I thought I’d be the last, but I have eleven years!"

Li Yang was even more downcast: "So I’m the last one?"

He looked left and right at their expressions, hoping to find someone with an even worse expression to tell him he wasn’t in last place.

But no luck.

Guan Yu had three stickers intact, raised happily: "Twenty years! I’m older than you and have a longer lifespan!"

Li Yang was stabbed once again.

Mu Qiu was the last one in the short-lifespan group. She raised both hands and made a hand gesture of twenty-seven.

"I have two stickers, twenty-seven years."

"... Both are two stickers; why are mine so few?!"

"The two stickers stolen from you are probably more valuable."

Shi Yuhuai replied, "I managed to snatch one worth ten years. I have a total of five thousand three hundred and ten years."

The dramatic age gap unmeasured by thousands suddenly appeared, rendering the previously proud youngsters in their forties insignificant in comparison.

"What about Brother Cheng? I’m just waiting to see his; he snatched one from Brother Huai," Guan Yu looked hopeful: "If it’s like Li Yang’s, where the stolen one is worth more than the remaining, then Brother Cheng would be first!"

Everyone’s gaze turned to Cheng Zhirang. Cheng Zhirang picked up a few stickers, placed them in his left palm, glanced at them, and said: "A total of six stickers, thirty thousand and thirty-three years."

Guan Yu gasped, "That many?!"

She scrambled up to poke her head in to see the stickers in his palm, while the still mournful Li Yang joined from behind, pain-stealing points from others’ achievements.

Mu Qiu scratched her chin thoughtfully, asking: "Brother Cheng, how many years is your own three stickers worth?"

Cheng Zhirang: "Twenty years."

"Huh?"

Guan Yu and Li Yang raised their heads in shock, "Only twenty years for your own, all the rest are snatched?!"

Cheng Zhirang nodded, "Brother Huai’s three thousand years, Li Yang’s ten years, Mu Qiu’s three years."

"... The grassroots struggle for glory, snatching the longest longevity with the lowest lifespan."

After marvelling, Guan Yu went over the numbers and sources of these six stickers again and suddenly noticed something amiss.

"Wait," she called for quiet, "Brother Cheng, you said the sticker you snatched from Mu Qiu is worth how many years?"

Mu Qiu felt unease.

Cheng Zhirang, not knowing what’s wrong, seriously answered her: "Three years."

"... Mu Qiu! You deceived me so terribly!"

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Mu Qiu: I hide!